Assault on Raven's Ruin IC

Anya Telletier decides to speak up. "In my opinion, the best thing to do is to question a captured goblin, glean what information we can, and even perhaps track one of these foul beasts back to their hideout. I offer my services to help such things along."
 

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Polmor listens to everyone talk and frowns. "I guess it looks like we won't be getting much of a reward after all." he thinks to himself bitterly. "On the plus side we get to kill Goblins!" with that thought he cheers up somewhat "And Grim has a good point, looting has always gotten us by in the past.".

"Well I guess the decision has been made" he announces grumpily looking at Baur. "Looks like your poor little town will get our specialist services for next to nothing. You better thank whatever god you pray to for that. Your lucky it's Goblins which I particularly hate..."

He turns to the rest "The way I see it, we are all tired from our journey. If they decide to attack tonight we can kill and capture them then, they probably don't know we are here yet." "But will someone tell them?" he wonders to himself while glaring at Baur. "If they don't attack tonight then we get a rest and can go play with them tommorow, nice and refreshed. I like killing Goblins much more with a rested head and a full belly. Baur spread the word that if anyone gets attacked by Goblins tonight, they should come tell us before dying." The last sentence he delivers with his signature grin/snarl, hoping that everyone appreciates his comedic genious as much as he himself does.
 
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Zofren nods to Polmor's summarization. "I agree. Resting here is the best course of action, but if that's not meant to be, we'll just have to substitute our favorite pastime instead. However, the threat of the goblins is something to be wary of, as I'm sure each of you know how nasty those creatures can be if they can catch their prey off-guard." After draining the last of her beer, Zofren set down the mug, waving away Lina.

Turning to Baur, the Aasimar asks, "Does this building have lodgings, or is there somewhere nearby that you'd be willing to let us use for the duration of our service?" She secretly hoped for more than one room, but after sleeping in the military bunks, nothing really upset her too much anymore.
 

Baur points a door next to the bar. "There's stairs behind that door that will take you to the upper floor. I'm afraid there's only 2 rooms up there for you to sleep in, but they are unoccupied and should be large enough for everyone of you."

He tiredly turns to Polmor one last time. "Yes, I thank my luck stars that you are here to save us." Facing the group again, "I trust you all need nothing else from me for the night? If you'd like some late supper, let Lina know. I'm going to organize a nightguard just in case the goblins do come back." With a curt bow, he turns and walks away toward a table of dour looking men. He stops for a moment, then turns back around.

"One last thing my lady" He says, speaking to Anya. "We don't have any prisoners ourselves, otherwise I would let you speak with them. As to the location of thier hideout, I would surmise that they are living in the ruins of Ravens Keep. It's the only other shelter I can think of around here that would be suitable. The keep is but a few hours walk from town, in a northeastern direction. Good night to you all. I hope to see you in the morning." Baur half bows and moves over to have a seat with the table of men he was walking towards before.
 

Polmor listens to Baur, and sneers at the sarcastic comment. "What an ingrate. They should be dropping to their knees and kissing our feet for helping them out." he thinks to himself.

"Do you guys want some food?" he asks the party "I don't know about you but the rude attitude of Baur has given me quite an appetite" he explains, and calls Lina over to order himself a big supper.

If the supper is uneventful, Polmor suggests that everyone get some shut eye, but keep their gear handy just in case theres any action at night. With that he heads up to the rooms, chooses the nicer room for himself, takes his armor off and promptly falls into a deep sleep (with his weapons and shield within reach).
 


Zofren nodded to Baur with a small smile. "Thank you, Baur. I appreciate it, as the last few nights of sleeping on the cold, hard ground haven't been the best for my body." Nodding to the councilman, she watched him leave with a small grin.

Frowning at Polmor's comment, she regarded the dwarf with a cool expression. "Can you try and put yourself in his position, Polmor? Not all people are as amazing at you at goblin killing," she added, tossing him a teasing grin. "He's probably under a ton of stress just trying to keep this town alive, not to mention keeping everyone under control."


During dinner, Zofren doesn't eat a great deal, but enough to keep her energized. If nothing happens, she soon follows Polmor upstairs, and noting what room he took, suggests dividing the rooms between gender.
 

Polmor listens to Marika suggest placing wards. "Bah the only ward I need is the sound of distant screams, but suit yourself." He replies.

A little later Zofren tries to talk to Polmor about Baur.

"I guess your right." Polmor replies to Zofrens comments with a mouth full of food. "I guess I can see how living in a backwater town like this even at the best of times, let alone at a time like this, would put a man in a sour mood. I guess I can let him off the hook this time." he Grumbles in between chews of his meal. "But don't let it be known that I am without kindness."

Later that evening as Polmor is getting ready for bed he hears Zofren comment from outside the room that they should divide the rooms between genders, and bursts out laughing. "But Zofren, I already saved the left hand side of MY bed just for you!" he roars jokingly, with tears of laughter streaming down his face as he finishes taking off his boots.

"Divide rooms by gender..." he shakes his head and chuckles to himself quietly as he falls into bed noisily.
 
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Anya speaks up. "If we are wise about this, goblins operate poorly during the day. We should strike while they are least capable, so I vote for resting the night and striking for the goblins' hideout in the morning."

The doppelganger ascends the stairs and claims a room.
 

"Wards? That's wuss magic! They dont teach wuss magic in the Dwarven war college. A good fireball, that's REAL magic. Bolt of fiery death, that works too. Wards? Hah!" Grimgour finished his beer off and slammed the stein onto the table.

"Anyways, I still think we should go check out the place tonight, but if you guys want to take a nap, whatever. I'm going to sit on the room or something and keep watch." Grimgour got to his feet. "Is there a ladder around or something? Me and climbing walls? Not a good combination."
 

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