(CSRHoD) Creamsteak's Red Hand of Doom [IC]


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Norro Wiston takes the message intended for him and unseals it. He inspects the markings very carefully for several minutes. When he finally concludes that everything is in order, he continues.

"I will see to it that a party is sent to retrieve the poor families and put them to rest peacefully."

"Hobgoblin raiders have been harrying our lands for several days now. They've attacked and killed people in the outlying homesteads, and they've been waylaying travelers along the Dawn Way. I'm afraid that your success is the first I've heard of someone really trouncing their raiding parties."

"Beyond the immediate threat to our homes, the road is our lifeblood. If the hobgoblins make the Dawn Way impassable to the west, trade won't come this way, and we'll be ruined. Not only do we need to deal with the raiders from our town, but we've got to keep the road open."

"Lord Jarmaath was wise to send this letter by special courier. You've already proven that your quite capable of putting a dent into the Hobgoblin ranks by getting this letter through to me. Would you be interested in a follow-up job? We could really use some help against these Hobgoblins. We need to put an end to their raids as soon as possible."
 

Larian becomes concerned upon hearing that his suspicions of a larger threat are true. He grimly nods at Wiston.I can't speak for all of my allies, of course, but I will do everything I can to aid you in this, Speaker Wiston. I have seen the dangers of allowing an enemy to grow in strength unchecked, and I know the importance of working to help those around me when they need it.
Perhaps if you tell us what it is that you require, we can discuss it with our friends who are across the way at the Old Bridge.
We would also appreciate any information you can give us about a place known as Vraath Keep. We have heard a little about it and were thinking about investigating it, if that wouldn't cause any problems with you or anyone else in town.
 

Tyrla nodded in agreement as Larian spoke. "I also will offer my services in this task," she said quietly, with only the faintest trace of her odd hissing accent creeping in. "The watchman at the entry to your town mentioned that there might be a watcher assigned to the old keep my compatriot mentioned- though if your assignment leads us in another direction, that may have to wait."
 

Avril - Human Druid - Spot +11 - Listen +11
Scarlet - Riding Dog - Spot +5 - Listen +5


Avril listened intently to the conversation, glancing at Scarlet every once in a while. Despite the dog's fighting prowess, the human woman was quite protective over her animal companion. When the speaker finished, she eagerly agreed with Larian and Tyrla. "Yes, Scarlet and I will gladly help. And I suspect that our plans on the Dawn Way may lead us on a path together." She looked at Tyrla and Siobhan. "What would you have us do?" She paused. "Perhaps we should wait until morning. You're obviously a busy man and we do not wish to disturb you beyond what is necessary. Besides, our companions have already left to arrange accomodations, and we should be getting back to them." A thought occured to her. "Perhaps, if you will, you can join us for dinner? I'm not sure what the establishments around here serve, but we could talk then?" She looked eagerly at the Town Speaker.

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OOC:

Avril hp - 26/36 + Cure Light Wounds (1d8+5) + Siobhan Healing
Scarlet hp - 23/30 + Cure Light Wounds (1d8+5)

Spells and Abilities Active:

Barkskin (Avril, +2 Natural Armor, 50 min.)

Spells Cast and Abilities/Items Used:

Barkskin
Produce Flame (Extended)
Entangle
Cure Moderate Wounds
Cure Light Wounds
Cure Minor Wounds

Wild Shape (1 Used)
Metamagic Rod of Lesser Extend (1 Used)
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"Vraath Keep was an outpost here long before the Elsir Vale was settled. It was a human base where they made war with giants from the Wyrmsmoke Mountains. It has long since been abandoned, and for the most part the giants are long gone. I hear the writ-of-property went missing, and so no-one has been able to obtain rights to the keep itself. They say the previous owner's body never turned up after the keep was raided and sacked by the giants."

"Vraath is only about 15 miles north and west of here along the dawn way."


The speaker adjusts a bit. He turns to Tyrla.

"The town guard was probably referring to old Jorr, the loner. He's a woodsman that lives in the Witchwood on his own. His only company are dogs he keeps. He's tough, aloof, a bit brave, and I'd wager fairly smart. He knows that part of the Witchwood pretty well."

The speaker adjusts again, this time turning to Avril.

"I would be delighted to join you all for dinner, but my wife is already at work making dinner for the family. I cannot offend her by leaving a cold plate at home, nor can I invite guests at this late hour. Instead, I will come to visit you in an hour at the Old Bridge. I will bring my captain with me as well, I'm sure she will have something to say."
 
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That is very generous of you, good Speaker. Of course, we accept and will look forward to further discussion with you. By then, I am confident, we will be able to offer you the assistance of all of our number.
Please, give your good wife my apologies for drawing you away from your home and hearth.
 

Avril - Human Druid - Spot +11 - Listen +11
Scarlet - Riding Dog - Spot +5 - Listen +5


"Thank you, Speaker," Avril replied. "Your information is most useful. It would appear that we may be able to find some help from the Jorr. If he has seen some of these hobgobilns or knows where they may be, then perhaps we can eliminate the threat." She cast her mind to the map they'd found which showed where Vraath Keep was. It was still something worth looking at if they found it, but for now, there were threats of raids to take care of. "My apologies for disturbing you. I wish you a pleasant dinner, and look forward to seeing you at the Old Bridge." Avril nodded her head, and then turned around, followed by Scarlet and started heading towards the inn, hoping the others would follow her. "What do you make of all this?" she asked Larian when the chance arose?

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OOC:

Avril hp - 26/36 + Cure Light Wounds (1d8+5) + Siobhan Healing
Scarlet hp - 23/30 + Cure Light Wounds (1d8+5)

Spells and Abilities Active:

Barkskin (Avril, +2 Natural Armor, 50 min.)

Spells Cast and Abilities/Items Used:

Barkskin
Produce Flame (Extended)
Entangle
Cure Moderate Wounds
Cure Light Wounds
Cure Minor Wounds

Wild Shape (1 Used)
Metamagic Rod of Lesser Extend (1 Used)
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The Old Bridge Inn
The Old Bridge is a reasonably nice Inn, a bit large and clean for being this far off in the face of the the wilderness. The Old Bridge is run by the Shadowbanks family, a clan of halflings a dozen strong. Kellin Shadowbanks is the patriarch of the clan and proprietor of the inn.

There is a good game of three-dragon ante in the common room (a card game).

The Old Bridge is an inn of good quality (2 gp per day).

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Warren and Gurg are the first two to arrive. They find out that there is another inn across town where locals usually drink. That inn is called The Green Apple and is of common quality.

After arranging accomodations (2gp per person), order is made to ready a meal for six guests and a rather tough and hungry canine. Water or milk is provided, but other drinks will have to be paid for.

You appear to be the only guests tonight, and the staff seems eager to point out that business has been slow ever since the hobgoblins started raiding merchants passing through.
 

Warren the halfling, HP 18/33, AC 23

"Ahh, a good place to relax 'till tomorrow. Mr. Shadowbanks, if you'd be so kind, I'd like to order some fine drink for my comrades and I tonight. However much a platinum piece will buy, surprise me with whatever kind o' spirits you like....." the halfling drops a shiny platinum coin on the counter, smirking.

"Of course, I'd like the good dwarf here to sample it first. Anything that'll give him a kick is prob'ly too strong for the rest of us!"

Along with arranging for the drinks, Warren hands over 6 gold pieces to cover his half of the group, expecting Gurguannin to cover the cost of room and board for his half of the group. The drink he's ordering is for everyone, though he and the dwarf may drink quite a bit of it before anyone else arrives....

Once the arrangements are made and he's had a bit to drink, Warren will excuse himself for a few minutes to go find the rest of the group.
 

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