As Oreleth continues to browse the wares, she hears Luna talk about training up. "Excellent suggestion, my friend. We shall have to look into that."
Kaerri glances dubiously at the mummified hand. "As someone else with more rings than can be used at once -- I suggest just swapping them out at need. Different ones for different circumstances, right?" She smiles, then adds, "And don't forget Oscar already offered to help with training at need, so soon's we're done here, you can head out to the wagon and see if he's got some time."Luna pauses for a moment, wondering, "Tell me, do you also provide training to advance our skills, or if you don't, can you recommend a good instructor that charges fair rates? I don't know about the rest of you, but I feel ready to advance!"
Then, Luna adds, "And I just realized that I have too many rings. I will need to take that Hand of the Mage for the 900 gp to make them all work!"
“Aye,” he said, casting his eye over the items, “these should suit me well.”
He withdrew the required value from his share of Count Varelys’ bounty and slid it across the counter.
Kaerri glances dubiously at the mummified hand. "As someone else with more rings than can be used at once -- I suggest just swapping them out at need. Different ones for different circumstances, right?"
I could keep an eye out for what you need for 'em? I was afraid I'd have to go back to Asgard to find someone who could work on it!"
"This ring of Sacred Mistletoe seems up your alley,"
"And take it from me, Evasion is pretty nice."
"And you don't use metal weapons, right, so how about one of these Bonespur daggers?
"Is studded leather OK? Or does it have to be plain?"
"Healer's Gloves, for you or Bria, though she seems to have passed them up."
Or Vanishing Sheaths -- wonder how those work when you're doing your shapechange thing?"
Oreleth's ears perk up with the mention of someone looking for a member of the Wayward Wanderers, and she turns her attention over to listen closer. "I think I am done with my shopping for the moment, at least enough to step away from the counter and see what this messenger wishes of us. Master Ben, Lady Misha? I thank you for your time and the fine goods. Depending on what this messenger says, I may be back in for more!"
She looks over at Bria and smiles. "Shall we see what this messenger wishes of us, my friend? We can leave the others here to keep shopping, and get them if needed."