renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

"Yeah that's right, probably about halfway up the trail. Ain't many lizardfolk left, been declining for years. More a myth to keep children out of the swamps. I ain't never heard of any towers in the swamp" the woman replies, then looks closer at the map you pulled out.

"Where did you get this map?' she asks, looking at the notations on it. "What does all this scratch say? she adds.

"The army is planning to come through this way." Sir Conrad gestures at the map progress lines. "You must raise the alarm and call out all the hosts that can be raised, all the allies that can be called on. We slowed them by destroying the bridge here. But the horde is not stopped, only delayed."
 

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"The army is planning to come through this way." Sir Conrad gestures at the map progress lines. "You must raise the alarm and call out all the hosts that can be raised, all the allies that can be called on. We slowed them by destroying the bridge here. But the horde is not stopped, only delayed."

"I will ride straight away to Brindol. This map would do a lot to help me convince them of this threat. Can you part with it?" she asks, then turns to Zazz, "That is not for me to decide, if you speak to the Speaker perhaps he can make that decision." she adds
 

Zazz smiles dashingly at the soldier woman. "Of course, as far as evacuating is concerned. But can you confirm that Brindol is better defended than this place?"
 

Virashil

Virashil comes back down from her room to find the others engaged in conversation with some soldier-woman.

Upon eavesdropping on their exchanges for a while to catch up on the goings on, she looks positively concerned.

"How long ago was this roadblock erected?"

"I'm somewhat curious as to how the Red Hand will approach the Vale now, with the bridge out of commission. As I see it, they either will attempt to cross the river near the Witchwood and make their way through it, or take the North Road around the north side of Lake Rhest."

"As an army of any size, I cannot imagine them blazing a trail through the dense Witchwood, so I would wager that they will take the North Road and attempt to re-enter the Vale via the Rhest Trail."

"This roadblock could be their contingency plan."

"How far off is it from here? A days journey? More? Less?"
 

Tell them of my glory . . .

Sir Conrad turns to Scavenger and Virashil. "Can either of you scribe or magic up a copy quickly? It will be important for us to reference these details as we strike at the heart of this matter."

He turns back to the woman "Tell Brindol that Sir Conrad Cyr, knight errant of the order of the Seelenritter, has seen these armies and fought off their lead dragon, Ozzyrendium. I advise raising the host of the land, calling in what allies you may, and preparing for a harsh humanoid invasion intent on conquest. I will continue to take the fight to them directly engaging them where needed." He considers and smiles "If you can haul a bound hobgoblin back with you quickly, we took prisoners that can testify as to what is to come. They know of the gathering host and intent to invade, though they were not privy to most of the details of their leaders' battle plans. I would make you a gift of one of them."
 

Virashil

The elf shakes her head.

"No -- my talent is not manifested from cavorting with musty old tomes -- so I am no more skilled at transcription than, say yourself."
 

"I can copy it, by mundane means, of course, and I am fluent in the foul language of the goblins," says Zazz. "Makes it easier to tell them to dig their own graves," he adds with a wink. "But to copy it would take some time, and I'd require paper and writing instruments."
 

Virashil comes back down from her room to find the others engaged in conversation with some soldier-woman.

Upon eavesdropping on their exchanges for a while to catch up on the goings on, she looks positively concerned.

"How long ago was this roadblock erected?"

"I'm somewhat curious as to how the Red Hand will approach the Vale now, with the bridge out of commission. As I see it, they either will attempt to cross the river near the Witchwood and make their way through it, or take the North Road around the north side of Lake Rhest."

"As an army of any size, I cannot imagine them blazing a trail through the dense Witchwood, so I would wager that they will take the North Road and attempt to re-enter the Vale via the Rhest Trail."

"This roadblock could be their contingency plan."

"How far off is it from here? A days journey? More? Less?"

"I don't know how long it's been there, nobody told us about it anyways. I think you have the right of it with coming into the Vale. It's easily 100 miles to there from here. Probably closer to 3 days without killing your horse to get there." she says.

Sir Conrad turns to Scavenger and Virashil. "Can either of you scribe or magic up a copy quickly? It will be important for us to reference these details as we strike at the heart of this matter."

He turns back to the woman "Tell Brindol that Sir Conrad Cyr, knight errant of the order of the Seelenritter, has seen these armies and fought off their lead dragon, Ozzyrendium. I advise raising the host of the land, calling in what allies you may, and preparing for a harsh humanoid invasion intent on conquest. I will continue to take the fight to them directly engaging them where needed." He considers and smiles "If you can haul a bound hobgoblin back with you quickly, we took prisoners that can testify as to what is to come. They know of the gathering host and intent to invade, though they were not privy to most of the details of their leaders' battle plans. I would make you a gift of one of them."

"I will gladly take one of these prisoners, without the map they're the next best thing. Thank you" she says, standing up and proceeding to the door, awaiting Sir Conrad to deliver on his offer.
 

Ever the gentleman.

"I don't know how long it's been there, nobody told us about it anyways. I think you have the right of it with coming into the Vale. It's easily 100 miles to there from here. Probably closer to 3 days without killing your horse to get there." she says.



"I will gladly take one of these prisoners, without the map they're the next best thing. Thank you" she says, standing up and proceeding to the door, awaiting Sir Conrad to deliver on his offer.

"This way milady." Sir Conrad will gallantly lead her to the prison where the hobgoblins are held and explain the situation to the Captain if she is there or her men if she is not.
 

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