Gimble's Wandering Wares
Est. 2025 • Rock Gnome Artificer
Gimble's Wandering Wares
Gimble's cart smells of warm iron, fresh parchment, and lemon oil. The cart is painted a chipped teal with a brass sign that jingles when the cart rocks. A batt...
Shopkeeper
Gimble Wren, a Rock Gnome Artificer (Lvl 7)
Keeper's Species
Rock Gnome
Shop Inventory
(14)A small glass phial filled with a shimmering red liquid. The staple of adventuring: quick, reliable healing for minor wounds.
A crimson vial that glows faintly. A favorite for parties who want more reliable healing between fights.
A heavy crystal phial with a deep, steady glow. Kept locked in Gimble's upper crate for customers who really need it.
A plain-looking satchel patched in bright cloth; its mouth is lined with strange sigils. Gimble insists it was 'woven by a moon-mender.'
A simple band of burnished steel set with a tiny rose-cut moonstone. Gimble keeps it behind a locked glass box.
A palm-sized glass sphere that drifts inside a silk-net cradle. It hums softly when commanded.
A slender wand capped with a small blue crystal. Gimble polishes it between customers and demonstrates safely on tin targets.
A squat iron kettle with runes of hearth and plenty of scorch-marks. Perfect for on-the-road meals and gossip.
A brass-locked anchor with clever gears and a leather strap. Gimble uses one to keep the cart from wandering at night.
A worn leather pouch with dusty vials and labeled sachets. Useful for casters who travel light.
Five stoppered glass vials nestled in oiled leather. Gimble sells them for customers who 'like to tinker.'
A travel-stained cloak with a faint seam of silver thread. It smells faintly of sea-spray and peppermint.
Soft-leather boots with leaves embroidered along the seams. They whisper against the ground and make footsteps barely audible.
A well-balanced short sword whose edge never seems to dull. The hilt bears a tiny carved compass rose.
Gimble Wren
Shop Atmosphere
“Gimble's cart smells of warm iron, fresh parchment, and lemon oil. The cart is painted a chipped teal with a brass sign that jingles when the cart rocks. A battered awning shades cramped shelves where curios hang from hooks, and a small brazier is tucked under the counter for demonstrations. Gimble sings soft nonsense while he works and names each item as if it were a traveling companion. He keeps the rarer pieces in a locked chest, offering them only after a friendly tale, a strong ale, or a convincing trade. Customers often leave with a scrap of paper bearing one of Gimble's 'safe route' scribbles — sometimes it is useful, and sometimes it is a recipe for tea.”
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