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Message: <blockquote data-quote="rgoodbb" data-source="post: 7111007" data-attributes="member: 6801229">As they set the flying carpet down on the roof of Nottingham Castle, The Party/Fellowship were immediately surrounded by dozens of crossbowmen. Throg put his body in the way of the four Poppets. “You can all surrender now”. He said “I’ll give you this one chance.”“Wait, wait. Burt 'n' Joyce, Wilford, Arnold, lower those! No need for bloodshed. Guests. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Tuck. Cleric of the Food Domain, and you are most welcome here.”“I don’t get this” Whispered Throg to Hermione. “The last post said that thing they often say at the end. You know that little did they know stuff. Y’know to set up the next post. Y’know? And before that they said it was a good place to spend the night, y’know? Well that now means the opposite doesn’t it? I think. I feel so weary with all this thinking. Can we fight?””Not just yet” Hermione whispered back. “Cleric Tuck. We are grateful for your welcome invitation.”Halfway through the banquet, Spiton said “So we’re looking for this dude called Hood. You know of him?” The room became silent. Or more precisely, the people in the room became silent, because rooms are not usually loud all by themselves. Well except there was that one time, at band camp..but we digress.“Hood, you say?” Tuck was booming in anger.“Out. Out with you. Be gone!”The Party/Fellowship of the thing, hastily made it out of the castle and into the great wood of Sher.  Where they met a Pixie called John, a Warforged he Made called Marian and an odd tiefling called Will save Scarlet…….</blockquote>

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