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<blockquote data-quote="Ringmereth" data-source="post: 2417348" data-attributes="member: 33915">&quot;Your task would be more clear with some explanation,&quot; begins the Duke as he reaches into a sack next to his seat and pulls from it a large scroll of parchment, which he unrolls to reveal a map of Devil's Plow and the surrounding area. &quot;Two weeks ago, a scout from the settlement of Neven's Valley-&quot; he points to a dot on the map between two mountains, perhaps 20 miles south of Ironcraig &quot;-came here. We gave him food and shelter, and he told us of a brigade of well-armed orcs and their allies in the plains to the west. He told us that they were marching in the direction of Ironcraig, and beyond this advice, he gave us a gift of a hobgoblin he had captured, alive. The beast is in a cave outside the city, under heavy guard. A few militiamen have interrogated him, and under... duress... he revealed that his band was one of exiles, hoping to carve a piece of the Plow for themselves out of human holdings. We are the target of this band, and with or without our number, Ironcraig cannot likely defeat this horde. It is my decision, then, that you four and I should set out for Morrkeep, here.&quot; Ghenthar puts his finger on another settlement to the northeast. &quot;If they refuse to aid us, then we shall make our way to Spirefound and hope the clergy and warriors of Kord come to our rescue before it is too late. What say you to such a plan?&quot; asks the Duke.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ringmereth, post: 2417348, member: 33915"] "[color=orange]Your task would be more clear with some explanation,[/color]" begins the Duke as he reaches into a sack next to his seat and pulls from it a large scroll of parchment, which he unrolls to reveal a map of Devil's Plow and the surrounding area. "[color=orange]Two weeks ago, a scout from the settlement of Neven's Valley-[/color]" he points to a dot on the map between two mountains, perhaps 20 miles south of Ironcraig "[color=orange]-came here. We gave him food and shelter, and he told us of a brigade of well-armed orcs and their allies in the plains to the west. He told us that they were marching in the direction of Ironcraig, and beyond this advice, he gave us a gift of a hobgoblin he had captured, alive. The beast is in a cave outside the city, under heavy guard. A few militiamen have interrogated him, and under... duress... he revealed that his band was one of exiles, hoping to carve a piece of the Plow for themselves out of human holdings. We are the target of this band, and with or without our number, Ironcraig cannot likely defeat this horde. It is my decision, then, that you four and I should set out for Morrkeep, here.[/color]" Ghenthar puts his finger on another settlement to the northeast. "[color=orange]If they refuse to aid us, then we shall make our way to Spirefound and hope the clergy and warriors of Kord come to our rescue before it is too late. What say you to such a plan?[/color]" asks the Duke. [/QUOTE]

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