Assault on Raven's Ruin IC

The meal is plain but hearty. During it most of the townsfolk leave the tavern, with Baur pulling aside about 10 people. They talk by the fireplace, and everyone can hear that they are setting a guard roster for the night. Those selected leave and Baur goes upstairs with an older man.

The upper floor has one hallway, but four doors. Two of them are marked with a sign that says 'Guest', while the other two have signs that read 'Private'. Lina brings up some extra blankets and pillows for everyone and goes back downstairs to find a ladder for Grimgour.

The night passes. Those inside wake up fresh and relaxed, glad to be able to sleep on beds, or at least indoors. Grimgour is a bit nippy from the cold, but otherwise fine.
 

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Rising early as usual, Marika immediately makes a beeline for the bathroom where she examines her back in detail.
"No wings yet." she mourns before finishing her morning ablution and dressing again for the day. "Maybe they'll come in tomorrow. Or at a critical moment, like when I fall off a cliff, they'll grow in and save me. Maybe I should cut slits in my armor for them to emerge just in case. I'll ask the others what they think over breakfast."
 

Zofren awakes with a soft yawn, stretching as she does so. Removing herself from her bed, the young aasimar dons her armor, though she would greatly prefer a bath. "Oh, I doubt this town has anything of the sort, save a nearby lake or something," she mutters as she fastens the last few straps.

Taking out her pocket mirror, Zofren checks over her looks, putting stray hairs back into place and removing the traces of sleep from her eyes. With a smile, she snaps it shut and leaves the room, quietly shutting the door behind her, and heads downstairs.
 

Polmor slowly wakes up. "Well either the Goblins didn't attack during the night, or they attacked so stealthily that no one was able to yell out before being killed. Or maybe I'm just a heavy sleeper." he thinks to himself as he scratches himself and sits up.

He gets up still just in his undergarmets which he slept in, and finding no one in the room, he walks out of the room and walks down the corridor. He stops in front of the bathroom where he hears Marika muttering something about her wings. He opens the door.

"Oh god your talking to yourself again. I think maybe you have finally lost you wits Marika" he tells her. "Make yourself useful and come help me put my armor on." he adds, as he exits the room again.

A little later, all geared up Polmor heads down stairs, where he finds some members of the party who came down earlier.

"OK lets get some food and get out of here. I want to get this Goblin killing out of the way so we can stop wasting our time at this backwater excuse for a village." he sais to them as way of a morning greeting, while waving over the nearest woman who looks like a waitress.

"Go get me some food woman" he tells her gruffly as he sits down heavily in a chair.
 
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His face a bit red from the cold, Grimgour shuffled into the rooms with a blanket over his frame. "I love brisk mornings, I really do. Makes me appreciate being able to set things on fire all the more. Where's the beer? Nothing like a good mug of beer for breakfast, especially the really thick kind." He stretched a bit. "Maybe three mugs, it's been a good night."

He glanced around after finishing his breakfast. "So, we ready to go goblin killing yet? A nice and early sneak attack always works wonders."
 

Lina brings breakfast over to the table, her tray loaded with eggs, sausage, muffins and apples. She raises an eyebrow at Polmor. "Beer? This early in the morning?" Smiling to herself she brings out mugs and fills them for whoever wants some. The only other person in the tavern is a man sleeping on a rug by the fire.

During your meal Concilman Baur comes down the stairs looking tired. He says a few words to Lina then comes over to your table. "How did everyone sleep? The guards we posted reported no activity during the night." He takes a muffin off the table and takes a few bites. "Last night I arranged to have some horses be prepared for you. You'll find six of our finest steeds in the stable next door. I also talked with some men that had been out to the Keep years ago. From their descriptions I drew this rough map for you all."

Baur pulls out a parchment rolled up and sealed and lays it on the table. "If you leave the road before it turns south and head towards the mountains in the northeast, you'll pass between two hills that rise out of the forest. Beyond those hills lays the Keep. With the horses it should take about half a day to get there." He pauses to eat some more of his muffin. "I'm afraid the map and the horses are the extent of the help we can offer you. I think, and the others agree, that we need to keep our people here on watch in case the goblins come back." Taking the last few bites of his muffin, he takes out a handkerchief and wipes his fingers and mouth. "Is there anything else that you require that I could help you with before you leave?"
 

As Lina comes over and brings the food, she raises her eyebrow at Polmor and questions drinking beer in the morning.

"I didn't want beer! It was Grimgour!" He barks back at her grumpily. "I suppose all dwarves look the same to you people? I'll have you know all humans look alike to me, but at least I made the effort over the years to learn how to tell them apart..." he tells her with indignation. "But since your offering, I might have just 2 mugs" he adds.

When Baur comes in, Polmor quietly scoffs, but keeps quiet. Baur starts talking and takes a muffin off the table in front of Polmor. "That bastard took my damn muffin!" he whispers through clenched teeth to Grimgour who was sitting next to him. "He didn't even ask or anything. These backward village folk need to learn some manners."

When Baur finishes talking Polmor replies "No we don't need anything, I doubt theres anything you can provide us with that will be useful apart from the horses and map. Well anyway why are we still sitting around, lets get this over with." he sais, while finishing off the last mouthful of his food.
 
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Zofren takes a seat at the same table as the rest of her companions, letting a small smile show itself at Polmor's morning attitude. "You know, dear," she begins, fixing him with an amused stare, "I might be willing to sleep in that bed of yours with you if you didn't wake up like a bear who decided to hug a porcupine during the night." When Lina drops off the food, Zofren takes an egg, a muffin, and an apple, and happily begins to eat during the following conversation.

As Baur shows up, Zofren flashes him a quick smile, but doesn't say anything, letting the councilman speak as she finishes off her meal. When he finishes, she shakes her head. "No, I don't think we'll be needing anything else, Baur. You've already helped us more than needed, and I understand that you need all the help you can get in defending the town. We'll be fine, don't worry," she adds, tossing a wink in there.
 

"Eh, I dont care what name she gives me so long as she has a nice big mug of beer in her hand." He chugged the contents of the stein. "Be a dear and get me another one, would you? One for the road, so to speak. Puts fire in the belly, good for spellcasting. Whiskey is better if you have it. Maybe some brandy"

He glanced over at the map. "That's a lot of forest cover. Good point for an ambush. One of you sneaky types should probably check it out before we go charging in. I'd volunteer but you know being silent isnt one of my strong points. The less we rouse them before killing them, the better. "
 

"I suppose that means it falls to me as one of the scouts then." Marika suggests, mopping up gravy with a Trencher. "I've been known to be somewhat quiet now and then."
 

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