renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

[Rhun]

"Calm, friend Jorr," says Zazz, holding up his hands. "He is a druid, not a lycan."

 

[Graf]

Yeah. Turning into stuff's his religion.... Brodi adds sagely.

 

[EvolutionKB]

"Thank you," Hurrow says to the canine. "No," Hurrow says in common after speaking with the hound, "though my ancestors were...." The shifter sighs heavily. "That was a long time ago though. And Master Zazz is correct. I am a druid of some skill." The shifter shrugs. "You build traps to keep the goblins away? Of what type?"

 

[renau1g]

"Nothing too fancy, just you're runa the mill spiked pits and some rope traps, leaving them goblins hanging in the wind, and let the bears get'im" Jorr replies, calming down at Hurrow's companions words.

"But don't worry, I'll keep us away from the trapped areas" he says with a reassuring wink.

 

[Rhun]

"Most excellent, Jorr. So, when do we leave?"

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil

Looking non-chalantly at her nails, she says,"You know, I guess I've grown accustomed to him and don't really notice the changes anymore -- he's either hairy, or extra hairy."

OOC: Leave first thing in the morning?

 

[EvolutionKB]

Hurrow

"Interesting..." Hurrow nods his mistletoe braided hair bobbing slightly. "If you have some nearby or on our way then perhaps we could stop by and see if you caught anything. They may have something on them that tells where their allegiance is, or if they still live, they may spill some secrets when faced with a bear or a large sable wolf..." Hurrow winks.

OOC: First thing in the morning is good with me.

 

[Graf]

Having given up on getting more food Brodi heads out to bunk down with Short-toe outside for the evening.

 

[Rhun]

Zazz is a bit disappointed to waste another night when he could be out hunting hobgoblins, but such was life. "Well, we'd best get some rest, so we can be at it first thing in the morning, then?"

 

[renau1g]

Jorr nods in agreement and says "Well my pace ain't much for hospitality, but then you're adventurers and used to sleeping on the ground ain't ya?" with a chuckle.

The sun begins to rise and the group is ready to set out from Jorr's cabin towards Vraath Keep.

OOC - Marching Order Please