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The Red Hand of Doom!!

Virashil - Sorcerer 5, Hp: 13/21

Virashil ignores the fact that she has seen more summers on this plane than Jorr,"Jorr, you wouldn't happen to know of any other residents of the woods -- that would be at odds with being swarmed with hostile goblinoids -- residents who would be potential allies against such an invasion?"

"But getting back to my prior question -- what does this bridge look like? what is it made of?


To her companions,"I'm thinking we could use as much help as possible in our endevour."
 

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Jorr snatches the map and waggles his bushy eyebrows in concentration.

"No not anymore. Used to be a Tribe a Tree Giants long long time ago." he says absently while deciphering the map.

After he finishes with the map he hands it back. "A-ight. I aint of a mind for stopping ye ifn ya wanna go back to town and warn That Peacock. But I will tellya what is gonna happen.
First its gonna take ya the better part of a day to get back to town. Then ya find and tell the Mayor. If he believes ya he will could a meetin of the town council. That will take a day. They will cluck like Hens fer awhile...Then they will askya what proof ya got. You will show 'em, but it wont be enough fer all of 'em. Seein' is believin' and they will want someone ta see this Horde with thier own eyes. So mebbee you come back ta check things out mebbe ya don't but ifn ya do. Guess what? 2 more days hikin up ta see if this paper is indeed gen-you-wine. Meanwhile that Horde ya be jawin about mebbe has made it over that bridge and there will be no time to evacuate them townsfolk."
he stops and spits again. "O course mebbe I am talkin outta my arse! Aint used ta flappin my jaw like that so I'm gonna letcha work it out."
 

Duroin accepts the map back from the crotchety woodsman, folding it and replacing in his belt pouch. He tugs at one side of his bushy white mustache as he considers for a few moments, and then continues to question Jorr. "The bridge is what? A day's travel from this place? Can you describe the bridge's construction?"
 

Rhun said:
Duroin accepts the map back from the crotchety woodsman, folding it and replacing in his belt pouch. He tugs at one side of his bushy white mustache as he considers for a few moments, and then continues to question Jorr. "The bridge is what? A day's travel from this place? Can you describe the bridge's construction?"

Jorr scratched his head and squinted as if concentrating on some distant object."Well I taint much on knowin' bridges and the like. But I know Dwarves built it long ago. Some kinda stone.."

Duroin please make a INT Check with a +2 stonecunning bonus please
 

Sir Jonathan

Sir Jonathan listens to Jorr babble about what would happen if we do go back to town. "We still need to go back now I think. If the bridge is made of some sort of stone, we will we hard pressed to disable it so they must go around. My conscience could not handle us going there and getting killed without warning the town of the horde first. We should make it clear to them that they are coming, and we are leaving immedieately to keep them busy for a few days."
 


Virashil, Sorcerer 5, Hp: 13/21

"Why do I get the feeling that we are in a no-win situation?"

"If only we knew when this invasion was to kick off, THEN we could possibly make an informed and intelligent decision."
She paces somewhat back and forth in the courtyard, trying to come to a rational conclusion.

"If we go back to town and tell them what we know, they could react like Jorr has mentioned -- it is only human nature, not to believe something as horrific as this could be happening to them, and they, in turn, could procrastinate until it is too late." Virashil adds some stress on the human part.

"BUT, if we do go straight to the bridge, we would at least see who this "Ozzyrendiron" fellow is -- and if how many troops they are holding the bridge with."

"If we had the luxury of time, I would also want to seek out these so-called Tree Giants -- if they are still in the Vale, they could be valuable allies, if they are not in league with the goblinoids."


She snaps her fingers, as if signalling she has an idea.

"Jorr -- how far is it to the bridge?" She turns to the others,"If it is not that far, I could use this scroll that we found on the bugbear to summon a horse, one of us could then ride to the bridge at the fastest possible speed and take a look, then head back."

"The only problem, is that the summoned horse would only stick around for a couple of hours -- so if it was farther away, it might not work as well....."


"The other problem is that we all need rest -- this has been a most active day, and I, for one, am completely drained -- I've almost gone to spend eternity with Bahamut once today, and I'm not looking to see him again for quite some time."

"So, if the horse idea doesn't make sense, then I am all for heading back to town as quickly as possible, informing them, so that they can make any necessary arrangements, then get horses and head back to the bridge in the morning."
 

Rhun said:
Intelligence Check: 14

[sblock=Rhun]Everyone knows that dwarves are the best craftsman around and while they take pride in thier work they have a secret. Long ago after the wars with elves for supremacy of the lands the dwarves learned a bitter lesson. Before thier alliance with the elves was broken the Dwarves crafted many structures for the elves. Impregnable keeps and castles. Which the elves in turn used to great effectiveness. So for many years when dwarves made a structure for another race they also included a failsafe. Some hidden weakness that the dwarves could exploit if the race no longer became thier ally. If this bridge was made long enough ago...Maybe it has such a weakness. [/sblock]
 

s@squ@tch said:
"Why do I get the feeling that we are in a no-win situation?"

"If only we knew when this invasion was to kick off, THEN we could possibly make an informed and intelligent decision."
She paces somewhat back and forth in the courtyard, trying to come to a rational conclusion.

"If we go back to town and tell them what we know, they could react like Jorr has mentioned -- it is only human nature, not to believe something as horrific as this could be happening to them, and they, in turn, could procrastinate until it is too late." Virashil adds some stress on the human part.

"BUT, if we do go straight to the bridge, we would at least see who this "Ozzyrendiron" fellow is -- and if how many troops they are holding the bridge with."

"If we had the luxury of time, I would also want to seek out these so-called Tree Giants -- if they are still in the Vale, they could be valuable allies, if they are not in league with the goblinoids."


She snaps her fingers, as if signalling she has an idea.

"Jorr -- how far is it to the bridge?" She turns to the others,"If it is not that far, I could use this scroll that we found on the bugbear to summon a horse, one of us could then ride to the bridge at the fastest possible speed and take a look, then head back."

"The only problem, is that the summoned horse would only stick around for a couple of hours -- so if it was farther away, it might not work as well....."


"The other problem is that we all need rest -- this has been a most active day, and I, for one, am completely drained -- I've almost gone to spend eternity with Bahamut once today, and I'm not looking to see him again for quite some time."

"So, if the horse idea doesn't make sense, then I am all for heading back to town as quickly as possible, informing them, so that they can make any necessary arrangements, then get horses and head back to the bridge in the morning."

"That old bridge is probably a day away on foot. So half that on a horse I reckon." Jorr spat again before continuing. "But all alone on horseback, ya would be a sittin' duck for the things that lurk between here and yonder." he sighs "If'n ya need someone ta go warn the town I guess I would be doin' ya a favor. I can still kill me a goblin or two sure. But I takes 'em now all sneaky like. I don't reckon I'd be that good at takin a bridge." he then looks deadly serious for a moment. "If ya do go up there make sure ya try to spot just how many are comin. If'n ya see it with yer own eyes then that might just light a fire under thier arses."
 

"I believe that the best plan of action would be to send Jorr to warn the town, while we investigate the bridge." Duroin smiles as he looks around his companions. "I have a few ideas about dealing with the bridge, but we need to get their first so that I can examine it." The dwarf yawns and stretches. "Although I would enjoy sleeping on a nice, comfortable bed this night, our time is limited. We must make haste."
 

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