Barek Fhald, half-orc bard
((OOC: Sorry. RL's been keeping me off the boards.))
"You say long-winded like it's a bad thing, Rezak. I have it on good authority that stamina is a very comely virture, though I wouldn't imagine you'd experienced that," the half-orc says with a smirk.
"But that's entirely beside the point, my dear goodwife. I'm happy to tell you there were no demons in your cellar. I'm also happy to say that doesn't mean you were suffering delusions. Your cellar was occupied, but it was by beings very much flesh and blood. Hobgoblins, actually. Slavers, whom had press-ganged these poor fellows.
"And I'm afraid they tell us they have company in the form of Kobolds, possibly others. So I think it's likely not yet safe for you to return. We're off to warn the constabulary next in hopes they can help us."
((OOC: Sorry. RL's been keeping me off the boards.))
"You say long-winded like it's a bad thing, Rezak. I have it on good authority that stamina is a very comely virture, though I wouldn't imagine you'd experienced that," the half-orc says with a smirk.
"But that's entirely beside the point, my dear goodwife. I'm happy to tell you there were no demons in your cellar. I'm also happy to say that doesn't mean you were suffering delusions. Your cellar was occupied, but it was by beings very much flesh and blood. Hobgoblins, actually. Slavers, whom had press-ganged these poor fellows.
"And I'm afraid they tell us they have company in the form of Kobolds, possibly others. So I think it's likely not yet safe for you to return. We're off to warn the constabulary next in hopes they can help us."