YS's Red Hand of Doom

Jdvn1 said:
"Captain Soranna recommended we come here." Her gaze goes back to the dogs, "May we come in?"

Jorr gives out a short whistle and the two hounds look you over for a couple of seconds and the pad their way back under the porch.

The man gestures to a couple of chairs on his porch. "Take a seat" he mumbles. "So Soranna sent ya? What does that hard nosed woman want with me?"
 
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Vrogor

Vrogor lowers himself ponderously into one of the proferred chairs. "She say you may know 'bout hobgoblins."
 

Rhun said:
Vrogor lowers himself ponderously into one of the proferred chairs. "She say you may know 'bout hobgoblins."

Jorr spits over the railing of the porch. "Hobgoblins? I know what they are as thick as flies on honey in the forest recently."
 

Not very couth, is he, Gastarn thinks watching the glob of spittle drop onto the ground. He shrugs and decides that the others should probably do most of the talking. No doubt he wouldn't understand half of the words I would use anyway. The mage carefully takes out his fireball scroll and begins to study it.
 


Rhun said:
"So why hobgoblins here? Where they come from?"

"I'd say that their coming down from the Wyrmsmokes by either the Old Forest Road or by the Skull Gorge." says Jorr "As for why they are here, their not here for a picnic," he chuckles. Why are ya so interested in hobgoblins?"
 
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When the dogs leave, Enala visibly relaxes, and she takes the first available seat.

Nodding, "We agreed to help the town by taking care of the hobgoblins. Soranna said that no one knows the area as well as you do, so that you might be able to help." She gestures over to Gastarn, "Don't mind him. He shouldn't get in the way. He's doing some work, should take the day. We didn't want to waste time in the town." Returning back to the original subject, "Any information you could give us would be useful. You can see we're not useless in the forest," she motions toward Coyo, "But we are new in these parts."
 

The mans gruff manner quick fades when you mention taking care of the Goblins. "Goblins! I just can't stand 'em! If you need any help chasing them out, then I'm your man!" he says with a smile. "So what can I do to help and what do ya want to know?"
 

"All Gastarn cares about, currently, is having a space he can finish his arcane work." Enala looks at Vrogor, "Don't we have a map? Maybe Jorr could point out some places to us. We were trying to figure out where the hobgoblins are, right now. All we're sure of is that they're attacking travellers on the road."
 

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