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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1746841" data-attributes="member: 8243">As the shadows begin to lengthen and the food is finished, someone suggests  moving on to village tavern. The corporal nods. "You're free until 7 of the clock tomorrow morning. Just remember to stay within the walls for tonight." Which is pretty much word for word what the sergeant told you, just in case you had forgotten.Those who move on to the tavern find it full to overflowing, although the members of the Seventh and others privy to todays meeting* at the village hall find little difficulty finding people willing to shuffle over and make room. And shout you a drink. Most of those there are menfolk, but there are a number of women and some children as well.ooc: * pretty much the all the PC's basically.The conversation pretty much resolves around the news that the Seventh have brought, at least for the first hour or so. It seems that pretty much everything that was said in the hall has become common knowledge. But attitudes vary. In summary, <ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">The goblin raids are nothing to worry about, just goblins acting up.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">We should call up the armsmen just in case.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">No offense but the goblins are just trying to stir up fears with stories of massing armies.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Someone working for the goblins? Rubbish.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">A traitor huh? Well there could be, but I wouldn't know about that.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Ah well, what about that new servant of the Lady, or his friend. A dark one that.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Ah well, What about the scholar?</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Ah well, the Landcarl spends alot of time out in the wilds all on his tod.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Ah well, Mistress Honnis has done rather well for herself don't you think. Got herself a copse recently I hear.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Ah well, Old Jaibobi is always turning up with odd bits and pieces. Never says where they come from though, will he?</li> </ul>Fredar's playing greeted warmly. He even comes up with a few tunes not known locally, as well as a simple jig that has the tavern in a hilarious uproar as people dance and stumble around.The children are insatiable for stories of the goblins. The boys are particularly keen to here about the strange white armour and glistening black armour worn by the goblins. "Its Dargon Scale armour I tell you!" insists on small boy proudly. "Gramps told me 'bout the time he saw some in Harlinnlon." The girls are generally agreed that the goblin was a princess, or a shaman. They seem particularly taken by the idea of a goblin princess.Unless Fredar wants to pull Nate outside, its not until they are walking back to the barracks that he gets a quiet moment without half the town listening.ooc: if you want to follow up on anything mentioned here, jump in. Otherwise, I'll pick things up with the morning.</blockquote>

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