Gran March Adventure

[industrygothica]

"Nope," Rowan replies, looking up to the taskmaster. "We'll find 'em though."

She looks around at the loaded caravan. "Safe journey to ye." Nodding towards Maddie she adds, "What'll ye do with the girl?"

 

[Vertexx69]

Seeing the others getting restless, Thalmarose steps around to the rear of the tree as to shield himself from the spray as he puts the dagger to the goblins throat. "You all may want to take a step back unless you enjoy wearing goblin-blood green." Then leaning down to the raider's ear and whispering in goblin. "Do not worry about being alone in the abyss fiend, all your wretched brethen will be joining you soon and will plague this forest no longer." Drawing the blade deeply through its slimey flesh, a gout of cold black life sprays several feet into the air, as the goblin's eyes go wide seeing his own life spilled before him.

 

[Trollbabe]

The goblin gurgles abit and then falls limp and lifeless. The taskmaster nods at the creature's death. "Good luck friends... stay vigilant." He then turns his horse and joins the column. Draydo looks to the group of you and adjusts his backpack. "Ok then where shall we seek the Howling Horde?"

 

[Zoycitenega]

Verran shrugs at Draydo, Mayhaps we should set up a trap; Make a fairly innocen'-lookin' caravan, and then slaughter 'em when they come a' us. Make it a goal to capture, not kill, until we find one who might be bought or convinced to our side. Goblins are cowardly enough that a few death threats might convince some of 'em.

 

[Arkhandus]

Thrang Hymnir, gnome sorcerer

"Um, why don't we just go over to where your group was attacked, and try to find which way the goblins went after they captured your friends?" the gnome asks.

 

[industrygothica]

That makes the most sense. We know where they've been--they shouldn't be difficult to track from there.

 

[Vertexx69]

Adjusting his pack after cleaning his blade, Thalmarose looks to the trail. "Let's be off then."

 

[Trollbabe]

The party walks the road back to the east tracing their path from the previous day until they reach the corpse of the dead pony and the location of the ambush. Draydo sighs at the sight of the dead animal.

Jerol looks to the northside of the road obviously a little nervous. "They came from the north against our caravan."

Draydo nods, "Aye ours as well."

The undergrowth to the north remains broken and stamped down from the goblin charge. The ground is still wet from the rain and the light of the late afternoon is beginning to fade. The trail should not be to hard to follow as their numbers will work against them.

 

[Zoycitenega]

Perhaps I shoul' go an' scout them out furst teh get a goo' look a' their camp and numbers, Verran offers quietly. One small halfling is quieter than some-odd guards.

 

[industrygothica]

Perhaps I shoul' go an' scout them out furst teh get a goo' look a' their camp and numbers, Verran offers quietly. One small halfling is quieter than some-odd guards.

"Wouldn't get too far ahead," Rowan adds. "Tiki and I will guard your back--from a distance that will still let you do your work."