[sblock=Taran]Checking the goblin corpses remaining that he can find nets Taran another 40 gold. All the gold coins he finds are newly minted. Gorvi and his boys lead the horse and wagon laden with dead goblins to the cliff and proceed to dump the bodies over the cliff onto the beach at Junker's Edge. The tide takes the dead hunting dog and one goblin, but Taran checks the dead that remain and finds another carved wooden amulet in the shape of a bloated-belly female goblin with gross bodily distortions--much like the one he found on the warchanter by the bonfire, though admittedly stylized differently, as if a different artist did the carving. As far as getting the coin pouches back to his cave, what you describe works for me. I hadn't envisioned a particularly long cord on the leather pouches, but sticking the bundles under his armor would suffice.
This is a lot more activity than I realized you would have Taran undertake, however. The pursuit of gold, while entirely realistic for a young dragon, is going to cost Taran a night's sleep, with the result that he'll be fatigued on Day 2. Let me know if there is a game mechanic possessed by Taran that will spare him the effect/s of fatigue...I couldn't find one, but you know your character better than I do.[/sblock][imager]http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/6730/shalelu.jpg[/imager]
Talashia and Tac draw stares as they approach the Sandpoint Garrison, though for different reasons. Fishwives shake their head in disdain as Talashia passes, but the menfolk are more reasonable and eye her form in the brightly hued dress with appreciation. Tac's ruffled appearance draws snickers. Quite a number of townsfolk nod in respect at both Sivan and Elyra, both of whom--obviously well-armored and armed to the teeth--look more the part of hero.
After entering a comfortable office on the second floor, the group is met by Sheriff Hemlock and Mayor Deverin, who express their thanks. The Sheriff is his usual brusque self, but Mayor Deverin is genuinely grateful and greets everyone with a handshake and a round of thank yous. Both the Sheriff and the Mayor seem to size up each person who enters the Sheriff's office, looking with particular curiosity on Tac. The Mayor nods to herself then asks Tac, "I've seen you at work on our new Cathedral. Double thanks to you, young man. Did you hear the news that we'll host a second re-dedication ceremony this afternoon? After yesterday's fiasco, Father Zantus pressed me to see the dedication through." The Mayor pauses and tries an uncertain smile before continuing. "A gathering and a prayer might do some good to quell fear, at any rate. This evening, at sundown."
As the Sheriff and Mayor step to the side to allow everyone into the room, a third individual comes into view. Seated in a cushioned wooden chair on the far flank of what looks to be Sheriff Hemlock's desk is a female elf, clad in a style of light armor and a bow not unlike that sported by Elyra. The elf stands at the group's entrance and moves with graceful fluidity and a sense of purpose toward the gathering at the doorway. Sheriff Hemlock gestures to the elf, saying, "Shalelu Andosana, an...unofficial...member of Sandpoint's town guard." Mayor Deverin is quick to add an introduction, saying, "Sandpoint's newest crop of heroes," with a smile. "And, begging your pardon, but with the exception of young Tac here, I'm at a loss for your names. Perhaps you could each take a turn saying who you are?"