Assault on Raven's Ruin IC

"Just don't talk to yourself while scouting Marika." replies Polmor "That bad habit of yours isn't going to work too well when your trying to be quiet"
 

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Grimgour chugged his last beer down. "Ok, so now that we have that all settled and we've drunk our breakfast, can we get going? Bertha's been thirsty lately and she gets upset when she doesnt get to fire off now and then. Isnt that right Bertha?"

Grimgour patted the large crossbow indulgently. "Dont you worry dear, we'll get to pierce some skulls soon"
 

Moonstone Spider said:
"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."

"I would scout, as my particular skills lend themselves quite to skullduggery and stealth," Anya says. "In fact, if I can get close enough, I should be able to impersonate one of the little fellows and sneak very well inside their hideout."
 

Difflam said:
"Just don't talk to yourself while scouting Marika." replies Polmor "That bad habit of yours isn't going to work too well when your trying to be quiet"
"I know Polmor, it's a terrible bad habit I have. But with you unable to supply intelligent conversation I have to seek it out where ever I can find it."
Marika turns to Anya.
"Well I'm ready to go Anya, shall we?"
 

Moonstone Spider said:
"I know Polmor, it's a terrible bad habit I have. But with you unable to supply intelligent conversation I have to seek it out where ever I can find it."

Polmors bursts out laughing. "Oh come now Marika. Don't be bitter just because I walked in on you naked in the bathroom. I only looked for several seconds I swear! And don't worry, even though you are only half Dwarf you are still moderately attractive. I would give you at LEAST a 5 out of 10." he tells her, without giving any hint as to if he is serious or joking.

Marika and Grimgour both anounce that they think the party should get going. "Thats the first smart thing anyone other than me has said all day. Precious Goblin killing time is being wasted, and I would like to get the job out of the way so we can hurry up and get out of this excuse for a town." he tells them.
 

The councilman listens nearby while the party finishes their breakfast. He turns toward Anya and says, "If you are all ready to go, then I will bide you good luck. I do not know what you face but pray that the many blessings of Elhonna be upon you." He steps back and gives the party a deep bow before continuing. "The horses should be ready next door. You may make your arrangements with Geila, the groom, as to whether you will need them." With another bow he leaves the party and heads back up the stairs.


As you get up from the table Lina begins to clear the dishes away. Before you walk through the taverns door, you hear her clear her throat. "I...I just wanted to say thank you for doing this." Lina says as she grips a plate in both hands. Her voice is soft and hesitant. "Some of you might not think much of our town, but...it's all that a few of us have left." She pauses, head down and eyes fixed at some point on the ground. She takes a large breath and her voice catches as she speaks again, raising her head with a single tear running down her face. "My full name is Lina Brown." She drops the plate on the floor and runs up the stairs. You can hear a door slam, followed by the sounds of her crying.


The stable is next to the tavern, and the old woman that Baur whispered to last night is standing next to 6 draft horses fitted with saddle and tack. The two boys that were with her last night are here as well, making last minute adjustments to the horses. "I'm Geila, these are your horses." She says. "Please try to bring them back in one piece." She and the boys help those who need help getting on the horses. After everyone is settled Geila sends the boys off to the tavern for breakfast while she stands by the stable and watches as the party rides off into the rising sun towards the forest.
 

Polmor is just walking towards the tavern door when Lina starts talking. He listens to her, and then watches her run up the stairs.

"Well at least SOMEONE finally thanked us for going out of our way to help this village. Seems like that Lisa woman might be the only person around here with any manners. I don't blame her for crying, I would too if I lived in a village full of ingrates." he mutters gruffly, masking effectively the fact that he was a little bit touched by the womans words.

Outside in the stables, the two boys offer to help Polmor on his horse. "Don't be daft, what do I look like some kind of hopeless weakling? I've killed monsters beyond your worst nightmares, and traversed terrain more treacherous than you can even imagine, why would I need help getting on a horse?" he scoffs at them, clearly offended.

He grabs the horses reigns and pulls the horse over to a nearby table, but it struggles against him somewhat. Finally he manages to get to horse near the table, and climbs up onto the table. As he is about to mount the horse, it moves away from the table slightly and at the last second he is forced to jump onto the horses back awkwardly. He ungracefully pulls himself up into an upright position and swing his leg over the horse, and is finally on the horse properly. "Whats everyone looking at, lets go!" he yells, and kicks the horse into a trot towards the rising sun.
 

"Danged if he didn't get the last word in again. . . and forgot that I'm supposed to be a hundred yards ahead of him too."
Marika clumsily mounts up on her horse and guides it forward.
 

Zofren listens to the banter between her comerades, laughing softly as they do so. All of them, despite their outward differences, were a fairly close bunch. The amount of teasing that was going was a little more than normal, but the same thing happened before a battle during the war as well. Zofren wasn't worried about it, but knew to step in if things got too out of control.

But breakfast went by quickly, and soon Grimgour and Marika were calling for them to leave. Polmor quickly agreed, though as they were getting ready, Lina came over to thank them for helping. But she quickly fell to tears and fled upstairs. "Brown...where have I heard that name...oh..." Zofren paused in her thoughts, remember that had been the household that was attacked.

Zofren gives a soft smile to the boys, but shook her head and easily mounted herself upon the horse. "Are we ready then?" She asks her allies.
 

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