renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

"Well, I guess our next step should be to head to Skull Gorge, eh?" says Zazz, helping to pack the last of the loot. "Or do you think we should return to town? Let's see that map again, if you please?"


OOC: How far is Skull Gorge from where we are? And how far is it back to town?
 

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Hurrow smiles, baring his teeth in a rather strange manner, and looks away from Virashil. "My spells are nearly expended, I would need rest to restore them."
 

Zazz nods at Hurrow. "Well, this place seems safe enough for the nonce. The bugbear may return with reinforcements, but I would doubt it." The elf shrugs. "Or we could simply move off into the woods a ways, find a nice grassy clearing in which to rest. Jorr probably knows of a place nearby."
 

Hurrow nods, a bit sadly, his braids bouncing. "As much as I would love to return to the comfort of the forest, the hobgoblin and the manticore are still about. I think we'll be safest here." Looking around them, the druid speaks again. "The goblinoids didn't know this was here, otherwise they would have looted it already. We might be able to hide out down here until morning."
 


Virashil hp: 24/28 AC: 17/17/14

Turning to Sascha and smiling,"Yes, please let Zazz and myself take a good look at that map, if you would, good sir."

Looking over the desk,"Do you think we can actually get that thing out of here?"

She looks at the desk, then at the hole they came down.

Still having the longsword in her hand,"Are you sure that none of you can't use this? If not, I'd be more than willing to carry it, but you realize that I'm not going to be charging a dragon anytime soon. Even though, I'm growing quite concerned about that becoming a reality -- the Tiamat holy symbol, the black dragon skull...." Her voice trails off.

She looks again at the hated black dragon skull. To her, the bony skull made her skin crawl, but it could prove useful in the future.
 

Zazz shrugs. "I will carry it, for use should the need arise. It's unfortunate that it is a longblade; while I am, of course, skilled in its use, I've spent much more time focusing on wielding the short sword. It serves my particular combat style better." The elf takes a seat on the desk and looks around at his companions. "Truth be told, if we do encounter a dragon, I am the one most likely to get up close and personal with it."
 

Tucking the deed into a pocket, Sascha unrolls the map onto the table after clearing a few books he was reading. He points at the bridge. This be th'choke point, m'lords. It be quite defensible and built t'last, it did, so a'burst'n it will be a mite difficult but hold'n it once it be secure a'easier. There also be probl'ms w'giants in the Wyrmsmoke t'th'west, so we should be a wary. The man taps his fingers idly. Th'question be iffa we be destroy'n th'bridge or hold'n it. Iffa the second, best we tell the town so they can be sending a group to a'secure it after we be done w'it.
 

Zazz nods as he watches Sascha's finger move over the map. "Before deciding to hold it or destroy it, we'd best be find out what the situation at the bridge is. One, we may not have the means of destroying the bridge. Two, it may already be held by the enemy. If it is as defensible as you say, then we will really have our work cut out for us."
 


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