pathfinderq1
First Post
"Let's head back to town then," Osric rumbled- though his angry glare still faced the direction that the kobolds had (presumably) come from. "I don't know how well we'll do without your keen eye for a trail, and your steady hand with a bow," he said to Immeral. Then, to Penance, he added "I saw the symbol- old man ain't made a blade in ten years or so, dragon or not, far as I know. Maybe these little critters dug up somebody's grave goods- I'd hate to think all our tribute-paying is going to waste, and the dragon is givin' stuff to these little beasts. Do we want to drag some of 'em back with us, let the folks back in town see we weren't just telling tales?"