Gruush pauses for a moment thinking, “I don’t like quillboars, so I would think that killing them would be a good thing. But…” he looks at his village, “I just want to see my mom…”
The party of heroes is quickly brought to the main village center where Captain Horga is running drills for the local militia, while the farmers tend to the fields of cactus fruits, and others herd domesticated boars. The townsfolk cheer as the heroes approach with Gruush in tow, a smile even crosses Captain Horga’s face; though it quickly dissipates.
Gruush’s mother cradles the boy in her arms and gives her thanks to the heroes. Gruush waves to his saviors as the Captain leads them to his office. He tosses four satchels on the table, one spills open and gold coins spill onto the table.
He finally speaks, “This is from my personal cache, the village is well off but none could afford your services you have done for us this day. 100 gold coins for each of you, for your aid in the battle and for retrieving the boy from the quillboars.”
Mirlus Fireborn enters and bows his head, “I had heard that the heroes have returned,” he looks appreciatively at Garrak, “the spirits are with you brother, and aye the spirits are with me as well,” he says with a smirk as he produces a bottle of Cactus Firewine.
Captain Horga nods, “I trust you all remember Mirlus?”
Mirlus continues, “Would any of you care to have a drink, I procured this from a merchant out of Ogrimmar, and I have been dying to try it,” he offers.
Captain Horga looks to the party, “Not now while I am on duty, which reminds me, I would like a full rundown of what occurred with the quillboars…”