D&D 5E Ironfang Invasion (IC)

[eayres33]

Edran looks at the group his exhaustion evident on his face, “Yes, I am Molthuni, and I know what that means to the people here. You asked why I started to run from you, that’s why. I know that here even with those black-blooded beasts on the prowl I’m still seen as the enemy.”

Looking over towards Loosh, “I haven’t slept since the raid, I’ve kept on the move, and collapsed against a tree for an hour or so from time to time, but I have no safe harbor here, those beast will kill me and most of the people here will too if they find out who I am. As your friend says no one from here will trust me. So I’ve stayed away from any survivors I came across, but I’m too tired to keep running.”

“You ask me why I’m running. The bugbear from the village, the one that tore that poor man in two, I’ve heard of him. The Molthuni soldiers will tell tales of the crazed scout and bounty hunter, of the bugbear who practices scrimshaw on the living, who makes his tents from the skin of his fallen enemies. That is the bugbear I saw in town, that is Scarvinious. In the middle of the night I saw a campfire on the edge of the forest near the water, there were four or five hobgoblins and a bugbear, I saw the bugbears face, it was Scarvinious, so I ran and I’ve kept running, and if you let me I’ll run some more. Or kill me here and now, just as long as I never have to come face to face with him.”

GM: Loosh is presented with no reason to doubt Edran’s story and all the evidence and all of Edran’s facial expressions and body language support that he is telling the truth and that above all else he does not want to fall into Scarvinious’s hands. I don’t know how long Vin wants to see through the birds eyes, but the first 10 minutes or so just see a weaving path, as if an exhausted man was running not really knowing where he was going. No traces of anyone else or of anyone following, and nothing left behind.

 

[Ancalagon]

Lal looks at the others.

"Listen, I'm not from these part... but this man is in little if any position to do us harm, and needs our help. And I don't know anything about these bug bears either... they are intelligent?!? - but we don't want that one near the camp. I'm a bit worried that he's a scout... Maybe an ambush?"

 

[SunGold]

As Edran finishes his tale of woe, Corsa gives up. Whether it was true or not, this group of saints was going to eat it up. Lal already had.

It was over.

She tosses his bag back to him with a little more force than is strictly necessary, but keeps his dagger. "Aubrin can decide what to do with you," she says brusquely.

She offers Vin a hand-up, gripping his tightly as she pulls him up.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

"I have nothing against this man. We are probably going to need to keep an eye out for this Scarvinious and his group. " Loosh looks over at Vin, "When Vin returns to us we should get him to confirm if that group of goblins is the one we've been trying to keep an eye on."

He thinks for a bit and adds, "Either way, we need to get those herbs and get back quickly."

 

[River Song]

Vin breaks the connection with Fluffy as Corsa lifts him up, "Thanks, lets gather what we came to get and maybe see if there is any food we can rustle up?"

 

[Greenmtn]

Harb Half-Elf Paladin

"War makes desperate men out of all of us. Please forgive how we have received you Edran but surely you must understand that we need to be very careful. We can't risk leaving anyone alive that would lead the Ironfang to us." He lets the statement hang in the air for a moment. The tone of his voice leaving no doubt that it is not an idle threat, but his face showing that it is not an idea that he likes thinking about.

Turning back the group. "After we do what we set out to do we should find a place in the woods that he can meet with Aubrin as Corsa said. I will watch over him while you return to the camp and get her. After this war the Molthuni and Nirmathi people will still be neighbors, and one thing is for sure, this man isn't an Ironfang goblin."

 

[JustinCase]

"Bwah, Molthuni aren't much better'n goblins," Flint mutters without taking his eyes off the surrounding trees. It is obvious the dwarf does not look kindly on the neighboring country.

 

[SunGold]

"Good taste in men and good taste in people. I knew I liked you, Flint," Corsa says to the dwarf, her mood lightening a bit.

 

[eayres33]

After the adventures gather up the herbs they start heading back towards camp. Around a 10 minutes from the camp right before the forest grows dense the adventures approach a clearing a spot perfect for Harb and Edran to wait for the others to talk to Aubrin. The sun is a little past midday and there is a light wind rustling the leaves of the trees.

GM: Can I get a perception check from everyone. Feel free to keep talking to each other or asking questions of Edran secret roll: 1D20+1 = [2]+1 = 3

 

[Charwoman Gene]

OOC: Perception: 1D20+5 = [3]+5 = 8