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<blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 7283246" data-attributes="member: 59816">Around two and a half hours after leaving Daggerford, the group found themselves amongst farms and houses that had been raided a few days before. The goblins had burnt a few, though not all, of the houses. Word was, from the locals who had fled inland (then returned), that the goblins had taken many prisoners but had killed only those who resisted. The hearty folk were already beginning the task of rebuilding.It was clear that the goblins had not raided very far from the river. But as they approached the farmstead that ORB1 had indicated, things were perhaps a little different. This farm had a large wheat field - large enough to keep it isolated from it's neighbours. As the group approached, Enseth and Titus sent ORB1 and Morwin ahead, the blue-winged cat chasing the strange metallic sphere.A sign on it's gate made Dandin and Tommi realise that they knew of the place: Gellar's Golden Ales. Arden Gellar occasionally sold wheat ale at the Daggerford market. Dandin sometimes had a neighbouring booth, and Tommi had drank his share of the ale. Gellar had come from Goldenfields (in the north) and he brewed his own variant of the Goldengulp that was the staple beer of that place.Dandin knew that Gellar was successful enough to have at least a dozen hands to work the farm and the brewery - but there was no one. No activity on the fields, nor among the smaller, closer outlying buildings - a goat's barn and some worker's quarters.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="FitzTheRuke, post: 7283246, member: 59816"] Around two and a half hours after leaving Daggerford, the group found themselves amongst farms and houses that had been raided a few days before. The goblins had burnt a few, though not all, of the houses. Word was, from the locals who had fled inland (then returned), that the goblins had taken many prisoners but had killed only those who resisted. The hearty folk were already beginning the task of rebuilding. It was clear that the goblins had not raided very far from the river. But as they approached the farmstead that ORB1 had indicated, things were perhaps a little different. This farm had a large wheat field - large enough to keep it isolated from it's neighbours. As the group approached, Enseth and Titus sent ORB1 and Morwin ahead, the blue-winged cat chasing the strange metallic sphere. A sign on it's gate made Dandin and Tommi realise that they knew of the place: Gellar's Golden Ales. Arden Gellar occasionally sold wheat ale at the Daggerford market. Dandin sometimes had a neighbouring booth, and Tommi had drank his share of the ale. Gellar had come from Goldenfields (in the north) and he brewed his own variant of the Goldengulp that was the staple beer of that place. Dandin knew that Gellar was successful enough to have at least a dozen hands to work the farm and the brewery - but there was no one. No activity on the fields, nor among the smaller, closer outlying buildings - a goat's barn and some worker's quarters. [/QUOTE]

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