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<blockquote data-quote="TallIan" data-source="post: 6899859" data-attributes="member: 6853819"><p>From what you have heard about the troubles in the region, Red Larch is as good a place as any to start. Situated at a junction of five roads along the main caravan route linking north and south, Red Larch offers the best place to find information, work, allies, or even just a good rest.</p><p></p><p>After some travel you arrive in Red Larch, the busy streets are at odds with the many closed business where would be customers wait to be served facing workers loitering outside shut buildings. Both the inn and the tavern seem under-used, though the inn does have a few patrons outside watching. Many people are in the streets apparently waiting for something. With a large caravan setting up camp just out of town, it doesn’t take great intellect to realise that Red Larch is in crisis. Perhaps the large sinkhole in the middle of town has something to do with it, though the lack of interest in the sinkhole suggests otherwise.</p><p></p><p>The busiest crowd seems to be gathering by the butcher’s, alternating between strained silence while the crowd listens and sudden outburst of anger.</p><p></p><p>As Ilvellios entered the town he looked around curiously, wary for trouble. Some kind of commotion drew him to the butcher’s shop, where a crowd seemed to be gathering, intent on something inside. A heavily armed group dressed in Mirabar army clothing pushed its way into the crowd causing some disgruntled remarks but nothing more. Moving on to the other curiosity in town Ilvelios went to examine a large sinkhole in the middle of the town. Seeing signs of recent battle, Ilvelios climbed down into the hole where he heard voices coming from a tunnel to the east and spotted a half elf walking in from the north.</p><p></p><p>JV mooched around the town for a while until his curiosity about what was riling the townsfolk up got the better of him. Chatting with some of the crowd at the butchers shop, he learned that a large number of town elders had recently been arrested for conspiracy and murder. It had something to do with the sinkhole, but everyone had a different theory as to what. Deciding to investigate and knowing of an entrance in the wagon works JV wandered south down a tunnel until he met an elf climbing down the sinkhole.</p><p></p><p>Brief introductions followed before voices and laughter from the east tunnel drew the pair further along, to a group of human men playing some sort of game involving walnuts and floating stones in a half collapsed chamber. </p><p></p><p>Nariah looked around the town, unimpressed by the misogynistic status quo. Initial anger at some women in stokes faded when she noticed twice as many men were also in stocks. Drawn to the butcher’s where she watched a heavily armed group from Mirabar push their way into the crowd, followed presently by a small figure, possibly a gnome. Shortly thereafter the crowd was dispersed and the butcher, looking bewildered, and four men made their way to the tavern. Deciding to investigate, Nariah followed the men into the Tavern.</p><p></p><p>Snikkelfritz watched as four armed dwarves and a human from Mirabar pushed their way through the crowd at the butcher’s. Making use of the distraction and his diminutive stature, Snikkelfritz pushed his way through the crowd to catch the end of the conversation. The human from Mirabar appeared to be an envoy and was upset about some trade bars found under the town, insisting that a delegation must have come to harm to part with them and insinuating that the town was either involved in that harm or in league with those who were. Pushed out with the crowd, Snikkelfritz managed to follow the butcher, apparently being looked to for leadership, into the tavern.</p><p></p><p>Erol skirted round the sinkhole in town and the crowd around the butchers shop, spotting a plate gauntlet placed innocently enough in the window of the clothier he went inside to introduce himself. Making himself known to the local Lords Alliance contact proved rather fruitful. He learned a great deal about what had happened in the town regarding twelve of the village elders forming a cult of sorts that had been secretly guiding the town’s development for at least two generations. More recently they had turned to darker pursuits of murder, guided by a newcomer, a strange priest who appeared to worship the very earth itself. Maegla Tarnlar, Erol’s contact, couldn’t give him any specific information on the missing woman from Waterdeap, but told him of some Waterdavian nobles, who fancied themselves as protectors of the area based in an old haunted keep called Feathergale Spire. She also asked if he could keep a lookout for a coded document for the Alliance that the missing delegation was carrying. He was best speaking to Harbuk, the butcher who would either be in the butchery of the tavern.</p><p> </p><p>In the tavern, Harbuk and his four lads along with a few town drunks, a gnome, a half elf and a human make up all the clientele at this time of day.</p><p> </p><p>In the cavern the workers appear sheepish about being caught by the elf and half elf messing around instead of working.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="TallIan, post: 6899859, member: 6853819"] From what you have heard about the troubles in the region, Red Larch is as good a place as any to start. Situated at a junction of five roads along the main caravan route linking north and south, Red Larch offers the best place to find information, work, allies, or even just a good rest. After some travel you arrive in Red Larch, the busy streets are at odds with the many closed business where would be customers wait to be served facing workers loitering outside shut buildings. Both the inn and the tavern seem under-used, though the inn does have a few patrons outside watching. Many people are in the streets apparently waiting for something. With a large caravan setting up camp just out of town, it doesn’t take great intellect to realise that Red Larch is in crisis. Perhaps the large sinkhole in the middle of town has something to do with it, though the lack of interest in the sinkhole suggests otherwise. The busiest crowd seems to be gathering by the butcher’s, alternating between strained silence while the crowd listens and sudden outburst of anger. As Ilvellios entered the town he looked around curiously, wary for trouble. Some kind of commotion drew him to the butcher’s shop, where a crowd seemed to be gathering, intent on something inside. A heavily armed group dressed in Mirabar army clothing pushed its way into the crowd causing some disgruntled remarks but nothing more. Moving on to the other curiosity in town Ilvelios went to examine a large sinkhole in the middle of the town. Seeing signs of recent battle, Ilvelios climbed down into the hole where he heard voices coming from a tunnel to the east and spotted a half elf walking in from the north. JV mooched around the town for a while until his curiosity about what was riling the townsfolk up got the better of him. Chatting with some of the crowd at the butchers shop, he learned that a large number of town elders had recently been arrested for conspiracy and murder. It had something to do with the sinkhole, but everyone had a different theory as to what. Deciding to investigate and knowing of an entrance in the wagon works JV wandered south down a tunnel until he met an elf climbing down the sinkhole. Brief introductions followed before voices and laughter from the east tunnel drew the pair further along, to a group of human men playing some sort of game involving walnuts and floating stones in a half collapsed chamber. Nariah looked around the town, unimpressed by the misogynistic status quo. Initial anger at some women in stokes faded when she noticed twice as many men were also in stocks. Drawn to the butcher’s where she watched a heavily armed group from Mirabar push their way into the crowd, followed presently by a small figure, possibly a gnome. Shortly thereafter the crowd was dispersed and the butcher, looking bewildered, and four men made their way to the tavern. Deciding to investigate, Nariah followed the men into the Tavern. Snikkelfritz watched as four armed dwarves and a human from Mirabar pushed their way through the crowd at the butcher’s. Making use of the distraction and his diminutive stature, Snikkelfritz pushed his way through the crowd to catch the end of the conversation. The human from Mirabar appeared to be an envoy and was upset about some trade bars found under the town, insisting that a delegation must have come to harm to part with them and insinuating that the town was either involved in that harm or in league with those who were. Pushed out with the crowd, Snikkelfritz managed to follow the butcher, apparently being looked to for leadership, into the tavern. Erol skirted round the sinkhole in town and the crowd around the butchers shop, spotting a plate gauntlet placed innocently enough in the window of the clothier he went inside to introduce himself. Making himself known to the local Lords Alliance contact proved rather fruitful. He learned a great deal about what had happened in the town regarding twelve of the village elders forming a cult of sorts that had been secretly guiding the town’s development for at least two generations. More recently they had turned to darker pursuits of murder, guided by a newcomer, a strange priest who appeared to worship the very earth itself. Maegla Tarnlar, Erol’s contact, couldn’t give him any specific information on the missing woman from Waterdeap, but told him of some Waterdavian nobles, who fancied themselves as protectors of the area based in an old haunted keep called Feathergale Spire. She also asked if he could keep a lookout for a coded document for the Alliance that the missing delegation was carrying. He was best speaking to Harbuk, the butcher who would either be in the butchery of the tavern. In the tavern, Harbuk and his four lads along with a few town drunks, a gnome, a half elf and a human make up all the clientele at this time of day. In the cavern the workers appear sheepish about being caught by the elf and half elf messing around instead of working. [/QUOTE]
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