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[Lobo Lurker]

OOC: I was shouting when we were further off (i.e., beyond identifiable range... don't know if you caught that).

"Err..." Caine looks taken aback at the brutish half-orc, but he quickly recovers. "Right then. Friend-Brar, I think we can safely assume that these are indeed the people we're looking for." Caine proceeds to finalize introductions by offering the mercenary's handshake (clasped forearms) to everyone except Krog, from whom he maintains a minimum safe distance of 10-15 feet.

 

[Ferrix]

Hedwan's eyes roll, giving Krog an amused glance, the gnome reciprocates the handshake, "the slightly agitated half-orc is Krog, the stage-struck woman over there is Tanya, the elf there is Redithidoor, and the useless human is Chatrilon. I am Hedwan and I imagine that it would be best if we don't let Krog off alone for too long. If you'll follow us, it will be better if we travel together." With that Hedwan taps the broadbrimmed hat and follows after Krog, what an interesting turn of events.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

The two newcomers recognize both Chatrilon and Redithidoor from town, and it seems that Chatrilon also recognizes them, rolling his eyes and looking more annoyed than usual. The man turns and follows right behind Krog, not speaking a word in the process.

On reaching the two large gates, Krog can tell that compared to the rest of the crumbling moathouse, these wooden gates look knew. Though they are bent outwards slightly as if hit by something very heavy from the inside, there is no sign of them breaking off or even any kind of locks. There is also an odd smell that rises up through the gates, though through the harsh smells of the marsh, it is hard to identify it beyond simply being odd.

 

[Mithran]

Brar (druid)

Brar follows at the back of the party and waits to see how Krog (Who is at the front) will handle this problem.

 

[Lobo Lurker]

Whispering to others. "Hi Redithor. Finally figure out that tune yet? No? Sorry-sah, you'll figure it out soon." He pats the half-elf on the shoulder.

Still whispering, "So, is your large unwashed friend always so... so... diplomatic?"

 

[DarkMaster]

Krog looks around to see if there aren't any spot where he could climb easily the crumbling wall. I don't trust this door, why are they new and the rest of the place is crumbling. Also why is it bend like that, I rather check what's behind it before opening it."

OOC climb +10; spot +5

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Krog has a little trouble climbing up the slippery walls, as there is much trying to grow there, but uneven placing of many of the stones in the wall assists his climb. Once at the top, he looks down to see a large, open courtyard. It looks to be paved in cobblestones, though grass and weeds are growing out all over the place. Rubble from collapsed sections of wall and the collapsed second story of the moathouse itself litter the courtyard. There is a soft brown smear that spreads across the center of the coutyard, up the small stairs into the main building, and into the open doorway at their top.

 

[Mithran]

Brar (druid)

Brar walks up to Hedwan and say's quietly "I thought it would be best if Caine did the talking most people seem to have a better reaction to him than to my self, perhaps I was wrong in this case. Anyway I see we have a... scout, might I ask what skills the others bring to this group?"

 

[DarkMaster]

Krog will hide among the ruins and observes the area as much as he can before his compagnion approaches the moathouse.

OOC spot +5, hide +7

 

[Ferrix]

Brar walks up to Hedwan and say's quietly "I thought it would be best if Caine did the talking most people seem to have a better reaction to him than to my self, perhaps I was wrong in this case. Anyway I see we have a... scout, might I ask what skills the others bring to this group?"

Giving the gnome a once over, "that one, apparently can read a map," gesturing at Chatrilon, "and you seem to know the half-elf, Tanya and her animal companion are as close to a priest we're generally willing to tolerate, and myself, I do a bit of this and that really. And if you want to tell Krog that he should let Caine do the talking, go right ahead, better yet, give Caine the opportunity." Hedwan grins amusedly and then looks up at Krog, "anything interesting?"