[KAUAI]The Rod of Seven Parts: Of Hexes and Gems

[Voadam]

"If Danian Forsythe did steal the wand from House Forsythe, then there may be cultists among the Forsythe House. They could be guardians who held it secure for generations until young Danian stole it, or they could have held it in connection with dark cult activities. We will have to be ready either way. You said the wand did not detect as evil though. I would have thought that a demon queen's appendage crafted into a wand would still detect as evil, though I don't have that much direct experience with demonic craftings."

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Gamad

Following the Goblin and Lewit back to the bar, Gamad turns to others with horase voice.
What now? What happened with the guards?
I feel it's not safe to remain in here.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Dter's shield is spit shined to gleaming perfection, Brakkus stands outside the back of the Cockatrice with a saddled Chop Liver, and Maelicent (with help from Lewit) has secured the ichorous remains of the wolf spiders inside the narrow stable.

Vaja sticks her head up from re-arranging things on the shelves under the bar. "I'd start at either the Traveler's Rest or the Copper Coin were I you. Rancid'll be upset and wanting comfort, I'd bet. It's easy to blend in at the Rest, but the Buttonslow's have the best nutty brown so he may go for comfort. That, or some hidey hole in the warehouse district. Any of you what can track?"

 

[Voadam]

"Thank you Vaja. My guess would be hiding would be more important than drinking, but that would be a thinking choice and he could be panicking. Let's see if there are still tracks leading towards one or the other from his terror flight. I have a little skill in tracking, so I'll see what I can find." Voadam will get directions to the various pubs if he needs them, then retrace Rancid's steps if he can, looking in the dirt of the street for disturbances from someone running flat out in stark terror, the paces spaced widely from fleeing at top speed.

 

[SlagMortar]

"Yeah, thanks Vaja," smiles Brakkus. He leaves the rangers to the front so as not to disrupt their activity and ride along behind with an eye out for more trouble.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Several members of the tracking party who've been in Teggest numerous months readily supply Voadam with directions on how to get to the drinking establishments listed by Vaja.

The streets in Teggest are, for the most part, laid with brick paving stones. Voadam circles in front of the Golden Cockatrice, hunting for footsteps leading in any direction with haste. Given the panicked nature of the crowd that fled the festhall, however, the job proves to be daunting. Voadam circles and circles, trying to make sense of any clue he can find to locate which steps might have been made by Rancid. Maelicent's eye is better. From the west end of the block, Maelicent spies a drop of blood, then another half a block down. Judging by the splatter mark, it seems like the droplets would've fallen from mid-way up a creature of middling height. In a city full of humans and street of hard paving stones, it's precious little to go on, but the tracks Maelicent finds seem to be made by someone in a hurry, heading west further into the Warehouse District.

 

[Ambrus]

While the rest of the giant-kin along with the excitable lizard-kin follow Voadam around the street Maelicent, half a block away, kneels to inspect a single spot of blood-soaked earth. It seemed the small goblin's skill with blood extended beyond simply dying his clothes with the substance. Already the drop was growing faint to the eye as several of the panicked giant-kin had stepped over it in their haste to escape the earlier battle. After continuing on away from the Cockatrice the Gudwulf warrior spots a second drop and again stops to inspect it. Finally he calls out loudly to the others while pointing westwards. "Hey! Your friend bled this-a-way."

 

[BRP2]

"So it would appear he did go to the warehouse district after all. Let us hurry and follow this trail."

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Gamad

It is not safe for me to travel and find Rancid.
Say the albino dwarf as they all stand and speak. Pieces of dry hay pop out from his uncombed hair and beard but he seems unconcerned about it
My place is down the road, at the "Sniffing pig" inn, meet me over there when you find the human.

Gamad does not intend to follow the others around the city and endanger himself, he is going to the inn where he stays, to take care of his donkey Hamor and hide the wand from sight, he'll then hide in his room and wait for the other to come.

 

[Voadam]

"He was wounded? I only saw him get terror struck by the demon's magic. Hmm, well then, I think we should proceed and hit the first drinking establishment on our list that lies this way."