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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dungeon blaster" data-source="post: 3982294" data-attributes="member: 30575">Chapter 4: Inn of the Welcome WenchMathias has little luck finding the ranger Caetal, and as evening approaches, he and Tarquin decide to toss back a few ales at the Inn of the Welcome Wench. They have several empty mugs to their name and are just beginning to get tipsy when four travel-worn, hooded, and heavily armed men enter the inn. Each scans a section of the crowd before they all take a seat at a table near the door. Ostler the innkeeper, not wanting to endanger any of his daughters by having them service these dangerous looking men, walks over to meet them. Tarquin watches them out of the corner of his eye, ready for any sign of trouble. As the drinks arrive, several of the men at the table remove their hoods, and lo! ... one of them is in fact their ranger friend!  Tarquin heads over to greet him, but the other rangers, not knowing who this burly, smiling man is, stand with hands on their weapons. Caetal sees Tarquin and assures his companions that this is his friend and means no harm, and invites Mathias and Tarquin to join him at his table. The rangers become close-lipped; whatever they had been talking about was not meant for non-ranger ears. But that hardly dampens the mood for the three friends, who take the opportunity to get really, really drunk. Caetal later explains that they have been stalking Zhentarim spies throughout the Dragonspine mountains and it is dangerous to discuss the matter with strangers.--------The next morning, Tarquin is summoned to the Old Grove. There, he finds Jaroo once-again tending his garden, but now there is a beautiful doe beside him. "Must be a druid thing" Tarquin muses. Suddenly, the doe begins to transform, standing on its hind legs...which become women's legs...long and slender...and smooth, so smooth <cough cough ahem>......he stares at a gorgeous young woman with auburn hair and stunning green eyes...Robyn. His heart skips a beat, or two. He rushes over to her, gently hugs her, almost afraid of how he will react to the feeling of her skin on his.  Jaroo just manages to look annoyed.For her part, Robyn informs him that she was asked by the high druids of the wood to accompany him on his quest, that they too had seen the ill omens. Tarquin replies that her timing is impeccable and that they are planning on leaving in a few hours. Robyn remains with Jaroo while Tarquin returns to his manor house and requisitions additional equipment and a couple extra horses. Caetal warns his fellow rangers to look out for any signs of a "Red Hand" in their travels, and they discuss the possibility that it may relate to the Black Hand of Bane somehow. Maybe it is an offshoot cult or something....By midday, the group has assembled and begins the long trek towards the city of Brindol, where they hope to find the last of the Companions.</blockquote>

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