The Enemy Within

There is no sign if the red-bearded man in the barn, and Aaryn reaches the loft unmonlested. There is, indeed, an open door at the top, with a hoist for raising goods up to the loft. A rope hangs over the pulley, and a large sack is attached to the end at ground level.

From here, Aaryn has a good view over the edge of Weissbruck, as the barn stands on the outskirts. Fields and hedges, plus a few outbuildings, lie immediately behin the barn, affording a good measure of cover for anyone wanting to slip away unseen. Further afield are vineyards (this is Reikland, after all) that lie on the lower slopes of a small set of hills, where mine-workings are just about visible.
 

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"We should watch the shore from the barge. Unless the fellow knows where we are going, we may be able to spot him from the barge."

Garold makes his way back to the barge.
 

Aaryn replies simply to Hans, "Twice he has been seen. No coincidence."

Aaryn removes his green pointed hat and conjures up a mage hand. With this, he maneuvers the hat slowly out the open door to see if there is any reaction. If there is no reaction to the hat, he will peer out the open door and look around carefully (Perception). He seems quite determined to follow the man if at all possible, but is moving cautiously to try and avoid a potential ambush.
 

Kildrak turns and speaks like to a child:
"Aaryn, this place is on the way for anyone. It MAY be a coincidence and we are not trackers. Let's go, if we see him again looking for us, we'll know for sure. Sooner we sail, sooner we can leave him behind."
 

Aaryn looks coldly at Hans then turns back to his business.
OOC: I intend to follow this lead until it is completely cold. Of course, I was going to assume it was cold if my last Perception check didn't get me a set of tracks to follow or something like that.
 

No-one shoots at Aaryn's hat. Out in the streets of Weissbruck he can see people going about their business, but no sign of the red-bearded man, nor any obvious trail. A group of old-timers are sat on a bench outside a house decorated with window boxes of flowers, smoking pipes and chewing the fat, and they may have seen anyone who went past in the last few minutes.
 

Aaryn returns his hat to his head, ends the mage hand spell, and walks immediately over to the men, not in any particular hurry, but he moves with conviction and determination. In his characteristically straightforward fashion, he asks, "The man, red beard. Which way?"
OOC: He isn't quite a charmer, but he will try to force a smile with a Diplomacy check.
 

"Eh, an elf," says one of the men. "Don't see many of your sort round here, son."

"Only them dwarves and some halflings," says another. "Never any of the fair folk."

"Fella with a red beard you were looking for?"

"Went past a minute ago, heading down to the river by the look of him."
 


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