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<blockquote data-quote="Delemental" data-source="post: 1676307" data-attributes="member: 5203"><p>After getting their bearings, the group agreed to head into the small town, assuming that their ‘scenario’ would start from there. As they approached the inn, which was constructed of rough-hewn stone, a voice called out to them.</p><p></p><p> “Hail, strangers! Are you the ones sent by the king?”</p><p></p><p> They turned to regard the speaker, a heavy-set man in his forties. After looking at each other uncertainly, Ghurka stepped forward. “Err… yes?”</p><p></p><p> “Thank the heavens,” said the man, coming up quickly and grasping Ghurka’s hand. He went around and shook the hands of each of the students as he talked.</p><p></p><p> “We’d just about given up hope – it’s been nearly two months since we sent word to the capital. Everyone inside will be thrilled to see you here at last. You’ve come at a good time – we’re holding a town meeting tonight. How much have you been told?”</p><p></p><p> “Umm, not much I’m afraid,” Osborn said quickly. “When we found out how… desperate your situation was, and how much time had passed, we left immediately. I’m sure you can fill us in on the details.”</p><p></p><p> “Of course, of course!” said the townsperson, who rushed to the door of the inn and pushed it open. “Come in, we’ll explain everything!”</p><p></p><p> The group made their way into the inn, a dimly-lit, smoky building whose ambiance was not enhanced by the throngs of men of various ages packed inside. Their presence was noted almost immediately, and no introductions were needed. After several minutes, the students found seats, their arms numb from unending handshakes and friendly shoulder-slaps.</p><p></p><p> A grizzled man of sixty years stood up, raising his arms to signal quiet. As the room settled, he walked up to a spot near the bar, standing up on one of the long wooden benches to address the crowd.</p><p></p><p> “Friends,” he said in a voice rough with age and hard labor, “Clevin has asked that I go over our situation from the beginning for the benefit of the adventurers sent by the king. So bear with me for a spell. For you young folks from the capital, I’m Parthus, and I’m as close as we get to any kind of authority around here.”</p><p></p><p> While Parthus was talking, Kavan leaned over and whispered to Kyle, “I see only men in this inn. Where are the women of the town?”</p><p></p><p> “Home, probably,” replied Kyle quietly, “you know, making dinner, watching the kids.”</p><p></p><p> Kavan frowned. “That is not right. In elven communities, women have an equal say in such matters. They have as much right to attend this meeting as the men.”</p><p></p><p> Kyle shrugged. “I wouldn’t disagree with you in principle, Kavan. But I know these folks – they’re simple people of the land, set in their ways. And now ain’t the time to educate them.”</p><p></p><p> Kavan let the discussion lapse as Parthus began explaining the problem. “This town was built up around a copper mine that was discovered below some old ruins just a little ways to the east. For years we’ve been mining the copper and selling it to the capital – the soil around here’s too poor to grow anything, so the mine’s all we’ve got to keep us going.</p><p></p><p> “About two months ago was when the invaders came. Actually, there were two invaders; goblins and kobolds. They came up from below, overrunning the mines and chasing us out. It seemed like there were thousands of them. They’ve settled into the mines, and they have been raiding the town regularly ever since. Some nights it’s the kobolds, other nights it’s the goblins, and sometimes it’s both one after the other. We tried to send in a group of our own to root them out – fifty good men went in; barely a dozen made their way out. We tried to set some traps in the upper levels of the ruins, but we haven’t seen the raids slow down – we think they may have another way out of the mines. Our town once numbered over three hundred, and we’re down to what you see in this room, plus the women in children.”</p><p></p><p> An uneasy silence settled over the room. Arrie was the first to break it. “How many goblins and kobolds are there?”</p><p></p><p> Parthus shrugged. “Not sure, really. Few dozen of each, maybe. They’ve settled into the lowest part of the mines, each in their own area. We’ve seen enough to know that they aren’t working together, and they fight each other as much as us. Probably the only reason we haven’t been wiped out already.”</p><p></p><p> “Seen any with any unusual abilities?” asked Kyle. From his studies he knew that kobolds in particular had a tendency to manifest sorcerous powers.</p><p></p><p> “Nothing more unusual than them coming up and killing us,” Parthus said dryly. He spat on the stone floor. “Course, not bein’ high-up wizard types like yourself, we ain’t been all that interested in studying them.”</p><p></p><p> Kyle dropped into silence as the students leaned together, whispering. Then Arrie stuck her head up. “We’ll do our best to aid you and your town, Parthus. We’ll go into the mines and root out those filth.”</p><p></p><p> Cheers erupted around the room. As the noise died down, Parthus addressed Arrie with a grin. “We’ve got rooms here at the inn you can sleep in till morning,” he said. “Then tomorrow…”</p><p></p><p> “Tomorrow?” Arrie interrupted. “I figure there’s no time like the present.”</p><p></p><p> Parthus’ smile faded a bit. “Tonight? Are you sure about that? Those critters are likely just getting ready to go about now.”</p><p></p><p> “They won’t expect an attack now,” she said confidently. “We’ll catch them off guard. Besides, I’m not afraid of anything a bunch of goblins and kobolds can throw at us.”</p><p></p><p> The room was filled with the sound of cheering voices again at Arrie’s bold pronouncement. Next to her, Autumn just rolled her eyes, her illness-ravaged voice too weak to make further protest. As things quieted down again, they heard Osborn let out a large cough, which sounded remarkably like the word “reward?”</p><p></p><p> Parthus nodded. “Well, of course you can keep anything you find down there, except for our mining tools, of course. Other than that, well…” Parthus looked down at the floor, and the room fell silent.</p><p></p><p> Kyle spoke up. “Hey, the only thing we need is to know your town is safe again, and for you to save us a couple of those rooms in case this takes a couple of days. Deal?”</p><p></p><p> Parthus looked up and nodded. “Deal.” He spit into his palm and extended it. Kyle did likewise, and they clasped hands in agreement. This time it was Osborn’s turn to roll his eyes.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Delemental, post: 1676307, member: 5203"] After getting their bearings, the group agreed to head into the small town, assuming that their ‘scenario’ would start from there. As they approached the inn, which was constructed of rough-hewn stone, a voice called out to them. “Hail, strangers! Are you the ones sent by the king?” They turned to regard the speaker, a heavy-set man in his forties. After looking at each other uncertainly, Ghurka stepped forward. “Err… yes?” “Thank the heavens,” said the man, coming up quickly and grasping Ghurka’s hand. He went around and shook the hands of each of the students as he talked. “We’d just about given up hope – it’s been nearly two months since we sent word to the capital. Everyone inside will be thrilled to see you here at last. You’ve come at a good time – we’re holding a town meeting tonight. How much have you been told?” “Umm, not much I’m afraid,” Osborn said quickly. “When we found out how… desperate your situation was, and how much time had passed, we left immediately. I’m sure you can fill us in on the details.” “Of course, of course!” said the townsperson, who rushed to the door of the inn and pushed it open. “Come in, we’ll explain everything!” The group made their way into the inn, a dimly-lit, smoky building whose ambiance was not enhanced by the throngs of men of various ages packed inside. Their presence was noted almost immediately, and no introductions were needed. After several minutes, the students found seats, their arms numb from unending handshakes and friendly shoulder-slaps. A grizzled man of sixty years stood up, raising his arms to signal quiet. As the room settled, he walked up to a spot near the bar, standing up on one of the long wooden benches to address the crowd. “Friends,” he said in a voice rough with age and hard labor, “Clevin has asked that I go over our situation from the beginning for the benefit of the adventurers sent by the king. So bear with me for a spell. For you young folks from the capital, I’m Parthus, and I’m as close as we get to any kind of authority around here.” While Parthus was talking, Kavan leaned over and whispered to Kyle, “I see only men in this inn. Where are the women of the town?” “Home, probably,” replied Kyle quietly, “you know, making dinner, watching the kids.” Kavan frowned. “That is not right. In elven communities, women have an equal say in such matters. They have as much right to attend this meeting as the men.” Kyle shrugged. “I wouldn’t disagree with you in principle, Kavan. But I know these folks – they’re simple people of the land, set in their ways. And now ain’t the time to educate them.” Kavan let the discussion lapse as Parthus began explaining the problem. “This town was built up around a copper mine that was discovered below some old ruins just a little ways to the east. For years we’ve been mining the copper and selling it to the capital – the soil around here’s too poor to grow anything, so the mine’s all we’ve got to keep us going. “About two months ago was when the invaders came. Actually, there were two invaders; goblins and kobolds. They came up from below, overrunning the mines and chasing us out. It seemed like there were thousands of them. They’ve settled into the mines, and they have been raiding the town regularly ever since. Some nights it’s the kobolds, other nights it’s the goblins, and sometimes it’s both one after the other. We tried to send in a group of our own to root them out – fifty good men went in; barely a dozen made their way out. We tried to set some traps in the upper levels of the ruins, but we haven’t seen the raids slow down – we think they may have another way out of the mines. Our town once numbered over three hundred, and we’re down to what you see in this room, plus the women in children.” An uneasy silence settled over the room. Arrie was the first to break it. “How many goblins and kobolds are there?” Parthus shrugged. “Not sure, really. Few dozen of each, maybe. They’ve settled into the lowest part of the mines, each in their own area. We’ve seen enough to know that they aren’t working together, and they fight each other as much as us. Probably the only reason we haven’t been wiped out already.” “Seen any with any unusual abilities?” asked Kyle. From his studies he knew that kobolds in particular had a tendency to manifest sorcerous powers. “Nothing more unusual than them coming up and killing us,” Parthus said dryly. He spat on the stone floor. “Course, not bein’ high-up wizard types like yourself, we ain’t been all that interested in studying them.” Kyle dropped into silence as the students leaned together, whispering. Then Arrie stuck her head up. “We’ll do our best to aid you and your town, Parthus. We’ll go into the mines and root out those filth.” Cheers erupted around the room. As the noise died down, Parthus addressed Arrie with a grin. “We’ve got rooms here at the inn you can sleep in till morning,” he said. “Then tomorrow…” “Tomorrow?” Arrie interrupted. “I figure there’s no time like the present.” Parthus’ smile faded a bit. “Tonight? Are you sure about that? Those critters are likely just getting ready to go about now.” “They won’t expect an attack now,” she said confidently. “We’ll catch them off guard. Besides, I’m not afraid of anything a bunch of goblins and kobolds can throw at us.” The room was filled with the sound of cheering voices again at Arrie’s bold pronouncement. Next to her, Autumn just rolled her eyes, her illness-ravaged voice too weak to make further protest. As things quieted down again, they heard Osborn let out a large cough, which sounded remarkably like the word “reward?” Parthus nodded. “Well, of course you can keep anything you find down there, except for our mining tools, of course. Other than that, well…” Parthus looked down at the floor, and the room fell silent. Kyle spoke up. “Hey, the only thing we need is to know your town is safe again, and for you to save us a couple of those rooms in case this takes a couple of days. Deal?” Parthus looked up and nodded. “Deal.” He spit into his palm and extended it. Kyle did likewise, and they clasped hands in agreement. This time it was Osborn’s turn to roll his eyes. [/QUOTE]
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