Elven Wedding - The race is Over, we are moving on

[D20Dazza]

Having had similiar thoughts herself Salina uses the log to her advantage and tries to scan the area for any snakes that might be slithering around.

OOC: Spot +8

 

[Ferrix]

A Young elven runner shows up and heads over to Thaean, "Sir, your brother sent me looking for you. He said to tell you, 'with how badly the archery contest went, he has decided to hold the Mounted Archery contest this afternoon instead of tomorow'. He plans on starting it in about two hours."

"Tell my brother to hold off, we've got a thief on the loose. Get me Relevart, I want this sorted out. Someone stole the paired daggers," Thaean replies nearly shouting. He pops out of the tent, "and where did that rat of a goblin go!"

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

"That goblin seems to have a nack for disapearing. I'd look around for some sort of stray animal." Carver says, as he looks around.

Having had similiar thoughts herself Salina uses the log to her advantage and tries to scan the area for any snakes that might be slithering around.
OOC: Spot +8

You do not spot any snakes, or other animals.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

Squinting up at Jonas the halfling stretches and then stands atop the log so that their eyes are almost level "No. I haven't seen him since we got here, mind you I haven't been looking for him. Let's go and find this Naith character - we'll probably find Tuul somewhere close"

"Where do we find Naith?" Jhonas asks.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

"Tell my brother to hold off, we've got a thief on the loose. Get me Relevart, I want this sorted out. Someone stole the paired daggers," Thaean replies nearly shouting. He pops out of the tent, "and where did that rat of a goblin go!"

The messenger runs off as fast as he can, presumably to carry out Thaean's orders.

 

[D20Dazza]

Salina Talenta Halfling Rogue

"Where do we find Naith?" Jhonas asks.

"Your guess is as good as mine" the halfling says as her eyes scan the crowd "I've never met the guy and don't know where he'd be likely to spend his time. Let's ask the pompus elf." she says pointing her finger at the elf that just stepped out of the tent and issued a string of orders.

 

[Bront]

"He seemed fond of drinking. A very thirsty fellow. Perhaps he is at another bar or other location?" Carver suggests.

 

[D20Dazza]

Salina Talenta Halfling Rogue

"I've only been in camp a day and haven't had the chance to really familiarise myself with the layout of the place so am not sure where other drinking holes might be. But if you do then lead on my mechanical friend. I still say we did wrong in letting the other elf go."

 

[Bront]

"I thought there was only one well in the camp?" Carver asks, confused. "It's right over there, and I don't see him there." he points.

 

[D20Dazza]

Salina Talenta Halfling Rogue

"Ahh, ok, learning difficulties, I understand, my mother works with children that have such problems. Let me explain. I mean somewhere where alcohol is served in abundance, a place for people to congregate and enjoy each other's company while libations are imbued. Do you know of other such places?" the halfling says slowly.