The road to Vrux.

[Legildur]

Makas grins and winks at Fror as the gnome volunteers to join them. He rolls his eyes slightly at the elf's attitude, but says nothing. At Fror's question about where to start, Makas hadn't even begun to think that far ahead. But his train of thought is quickly distracted by the gnome's yelp to stop his wagon being looted.

(OOC: assuming there is room and range isn't too great and that there is a handy tree nearby to the wagon)

The dwarf draws his throwing axe and throws it into a tree nearby the wagon to buy time for Fror to reach his wares. "Oi! That's not manners!" he growls.

Otherwise, he hustles over to help his friend.

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell strides up behind the little Gnome. "These things are not part of the caravan and thus do not need to be unloaded. They are the personal property of my friend the Gnome." He puts as much meanace into his voice as possible and streches to his full height.

 

[DarkMaster]

As the Makas, Calondor, Rell and Fror intervene the villagers leaves the wagon alone. Fror very nervous, climb on it and shouts to the other "Everything is there they didn't touch anything. How about a good supper while we plan our next move" Fror gets in the wagon, all can hear strange sounds coming out of there. All of a sudden his head pops out of the wagon and he says "By the way, what is our next move, I suggest we go back to Axyr and tell the old elf about the story. I don't feel too good about going Vrux, the old elf will probably send an army there solving all our problems. Morrison what do you think? Not really waiting for an answer he goes back in his wagon and continue his search for ingredients.

 

[Legildur]

Makas strolls over to the wagon and wrenches his throwing axe from the tree. Wiping the bark and sap from the head, he sheathes the axe and nods enthusiastically at Fror's suggestion for a good meal.

The gnome's suggestion makes sense, but something niggles at him about it, and he resolves to think about it some before commiting. But he waits for Morrison's reply.

 

[Mithran]

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Seeing the others were fixing the problem without him Calondor go's back to collect some of the herbs. Hearing Fror suggest going back to the old elf Calondor glances at Morrison then looks at the gnome for a few moments.
Then Calondor says "Yes a meal and a good nights rest sound good to me Fror"

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

"I don't know the best course of action, but my preference would be that we not go back to Axyr. Perhaps a good meal and rest will give us an idea."

 

[RillianPA]

As the companions sit down together, awaiting Fror's culinary project, Morrison thinks over the events of the last few days, and the suggestions so far...
"I do not believe an army is available, if one were, they would not have sent just the four of us to begin with. No, I believe it is our duty, both to these people, and the church, to clean this up ourselves. Clearly we must remove Nadour, and I believe we should try to take him alive. He must have partners though, and it is obvious that the baker must be one of them, so that will be a good place to start in the village. However, before we head to the village, we should interrogate our prisoner, I'm sure he knows something of what is happening, otherwise he would not have been so eager to attack.

But for now, let us enjoy Fror's fine cooking, and Calondor, I think we should examine that package."

 

[Mithran]

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor hesitates for a moment then says "Alright" Calondor pulls out a small wrapped package about the size of a large orange "Though I have been thinking that it might be wise for me to see what I can find out through magic tommorow." Calondor hands the package to Morrison "I am willing to follow your decision here though"

 

[RillianPA]

"Well, can you tell if it radiates any magic? If it is cursed or spelled, we should know that before we open it."

 

[Mithran]

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor closes his eyes and begins humming a melody for a few moments then opens his eyes and looks at the package, his brow furrows with concentration and...

OOC: He casts detect magic, next will bit will be determined by what Calondor detects.