Seeing that crowd in the Inn is similar to what was seen on the street, Elerosse will turn to the barmaid and answer, "An ale, bread, and cheese for me. What sort of meeting have we stumbled into? We're not interrupting, are we?"
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"I've no need for food and drink, but I'll happily buy my companions a round of ale."
"I don't know if 'stumbled' is the right word, but this here is a gatherin' of the able-bodied men in town what has answered the call for 'irregulars' to fill out the local militia, seein' as how we's got ourselfs a wee bit o' 'lizard prollem.' And, to Basher7 she says, "Why, that's right kind of you there, sar-....uhh....Sar." She soon brings the drinks and generously sized bowls of rolls and nuts to go with them. She gives Basher7 some sidelong glances the whole time, too. "Bless me, sar, I ha'n't ne'er seen no man like you'n before! I knows t'ain't polite to be a-starin', but I cain't seem to help meself."
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"No need to worry about staring. I'm sure those who forged me considered me a work of art. While technically, I am gender neutral it would be most approprate to think of me as male as I was constructed for war. Now as to your 'lizard problem.' We are quite aware of it. We slew a sizable band of Kobolds on the road not far from your fair village just a few hours ago. Perhaps if you could tell who ever is in charge over there of this they might wish to speak with us. We may be better suited to dealing with the problem."
"Corporal Gainly," calls the woman loudly, "I'm a-thinking' you'll be a-wantin' to talk to these-hyeer chaps right away. They've done had a run-in with some of our 'horny toads' and they sartainly look none the worse for wear."
The leather-aproned crafstman, evidently Corporal Gainly, immediately stops his roll-call and puts down his list of names. "At ease, men, rest easy for a moment. We may yet be in luck!" And he quickly makes his way to your table, and the entire room seems to have found reason to look in your direction, as well. "Greetings Noble Sirs, I am 'Corporal' Gainly chief of the Winterhaven militia this month. We could surely use some fine, strong men to help us. We must go and see Lord Padraig right away!"
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"Corporal Gainly, pleased to make your acquaintance. If you could give us a few moments to refresh ourtselves with food and drink before we present ourselves to a Lord, we would be most appreciative. Our battle with the lizard men was earlier, and we walked here afterwards. While we eat, perhaps you could tell us a little about what's been happening around Winterhaven."
'Coporal' Gainly says, "Of course, of course, take your time by all means! 'Even the strongest arm won't work if the belly is empty,' or so my mum always said."
OOC: I really need to consult the module to see just what this guy may know, so that's about as far as we can go until I get home this evening. Sorry, and thanks for your patience.
"Well met good sir, I must agree with Elerosse, it would be quite rude of us to have growling stomachs and parched throats in front of such an important person as the Lord Padraig" Khellek adds, his mouth beginning to salivate at the though of food.
"Did I hear someone call for food?" asks Mother Wrafton, the barwoman/proprietress. She wipes her hands on her apron and then opens the kitchen door behind her. In just a few seconds, she is opening it again, as she bears out a large try covered with large steaming bowls and two baskets. She places a bowl in front of each of you, and a basket of dark, hardy bread within easy reach as well. "This is my famous partridge stew," she tells you. "Though I mus' a'mit that I were a partridge or two shy of a flock, if'n ye take my meanin'. I made up the shortfall wi'...oh, I don' rightly know what they was to tell the truth, but they had wings and feathers, and they put up sumthin' awful of a squawkin' fit when I went to ring they scrawny necks!" Mother Wrafton puts a bowl in front of Basher7 at first, and then, realizing her mistake, she says, "Whoops! Ye'll not be a-needin' that, wiil ye? I'll jus' eat that'un meself."
In spite of the too-colorful description of the preparation of the dish, the stew tastes most excellent!
OOC: Is it just me, or does it seem like everyone around here eats stew 3 times/day?? I gotta vary our diet more, I guess.
OOC: NOTE TO DM-SELF: Don't forget to look up what Corporal Gainly knows about the threat(s) to Winterhaven!
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While the other enjoy their repast, Basher7 spends his time looking over Gainly and the other stout fellows of the village trying to gage their military acumen and equipment.
Basher7 can easily see that he may have been sadly mistaken to even use the word 'stout' out of sheer kindness. But he also realizes that these 'would-be reserves' are just the local citizenry, shopkeepers and craftsmen of Winterhaven, and not the Town guard, who are presumably at least a bit more martially inclined.
While you enjoy your stew, Corporal Gainly pulls up a stool near your table and tells you of recent events in Winterhaven:
"Well, uh, let's see now.....first we started to hear rumors of an uprising of sorts, ye might say, amongst the less civilized inhabitants hereabouts. Eventually, we had some of our outlying farmers who were attacked by these scaly boogers while tending their fields. And, to make matters worse, now we're hearing more rumors about an evil cult that is gaining power around here, but, personally, I don't know how much credit to give the rumors. I'm pretty much of a homebody and I try to stick to the areas that are civilized, but not overly urbanized, because cities make me nervous, too."
"I'd say the Kobolds are pretty bold given the way they were using the road in broad daylight. Do you have any sense of where they might be based. Is there any pattern to the raids and sightings?"
"Yes, um.....well. So you've run into our village 'mascots' the kobolds, have you? Well, not so much 'mascots' I guess, as bloody fxxxxxxing nuisances. And dangerous ones, too! Yes, we've seen them getting bolder and bolder around here lately. Used to be that only every once in awhile they'd assault a traveler on the road, but now it's getting to be fairly commonplace. I just fear the time when they get brave enough to attack the village!
Now about this rumored cult? All's I've heard is the common scuttlebutt passed around over mugs of ale after a hard day's work, and like I just told you, I'm not at all sure just how much stock I'd put in what most folks say about a 'cult,' but I'll tell you who you should be a-talkin' to about it: that's Sister Linora over at the temple. Now, I reckon she can set you straight about it, yes, sir."
"We'll talk to Sister Linora Corporal, but tell us, is there a reward for doing something about your nuisances? A team such as ourselves should really be handling this. I'm sure your local boys there could handle it, but they've got shops and crops to tend. We have no pressing commitments."
"You'll have to ask Lord Padraig about that, because he makes those decisions himself and he hasn't told me a thing about that. You can go up to the Manor House and ask to see him, and he will usually talk to you. Or, sometimes, he can be found right where you're staying, in Wrafton's Inn."
"We don't require an audience to see this Lord Padraig?" Khellek asks, surprised as normally humans stood on ceremony, especially ones who considered themselves noble.
Turning to his companions he asks "So, should we talk to the sister first, or the Lord? My preference is the sister, but your thoughts?"
The Corporal smiles and chuckles, "An 'audience' to see Lord Padraig! Haw, haw, haw. That's a good one, Sir Wolfkin! No, Lord Padraig is very relaxed about such things. He does like to be called 'Sir,' though, but that's about all the formality that he requires."
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Yep, I shamelessly stole 'wolfkin' from the way that you referred to Houwlou in your game. Deal with it!
"Our own experience with the Kobolds bares out their existence. The rumor of cultists seems far less likely based on my own observations with regard to the veracity of rumor. There is an expression for this I believe. 'A bird in hand is worth two in the bush.' I have recently become interested in the lessons inherent in such folk wisdom. However, if it satisfies some aspect of the inter gender mating dynamic to visit the female first this I shall defer to you in this mater. For I have seen the foolishly high importance such rituals hold." He gestures at the empty vessels on the table. "Have you found adequate sustenance that we may move on?"
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