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Vintra takes out a map. She points at the southern trail going along the river. "This is where the caravan was attacked. Where my cargo is now, I have no clue. You are right Slumk, the containers may not be all in one spot. There are five of them. They are not very large in size. They are probably the size of your fist Slumk; maybe a little bigger. I wish I knew where they took everything. Surely they must have a cave around there since they always attack in the same area." She nods in agreement about the loot. "Of course you get to keep everything else you find. I don't think you'll see much else worth looting, but I could be wrong. If you do find something that you wish to sell, please come see me first and i'm sure we can work something out."
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"OK, I better see to it that these guys don't get any more to drink. Some people I know won't stop until they pass out!"
__________________Slumk goes to the barkeep and gives him 10GP to stop serving any more drinks. Going back .."Sleep it off you guys, I will see you here at sunrise. DON'T be late." Slumk heads off to get some rest, leaving the others to talk to Vintra if they wish. |
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Galadon stands and puts on his packback and picks up his quarterstaff.
I will meet everyone here after the gates open in the morning. Galadon leaves the bar, (not a tavern) walks behind the building. a moment later an eagle flies out of the city towards the south. Last edited by Galadon; 11-23-2011 at 01:58 PM. |
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Ulfrick burps loudly, then stretches as he rises from the table, and goes off in search of a rented bed.
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Having decided to take on the task, you all go about your business finding places to sleep for the night. You wake up the next morning well rested and ready to go. The whole group has met at the southern gate. The sky shows no abnormal weather in sight; clear skies as far as you can see. Another beautiful day awaits you. You check your gear one last time before departing to make sure you are not forgetting anything.
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Having stretched out and eaten a good breakfast, Slumk is feeling good. Falling into a position behind Thorvald, he take a few practice swings of his great axe. The axe cuts the air with a whistling sound above Thorvald's head moving with great speed and force. Slumk tries to do a casual whistle but has never been able to do more then a 'psst' sound. He is smiling to much!
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Muttering a silent prayer for patience to Dumathoin, Thorvald makes as if to adjust the strap on his shield, accidentally slipping and slamming the shield backwards into the legs of Slummk. My, uh, appologies my overlarge greenskinned companion. Looking over the group, and desiring to be away, Thorvald makes a last tightening of his gear.
__________________Friends, the daylight is burning and the trail growing colder by the minute, let us make haste and have at this task set before us. |
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A merchant with a wagon filled with wine rolls towards the gate, exiting the city. He slows his horses with a "Whoah..." after noticing you. "Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise. Are you here to escort me through to Jalanthar? I have little money, but I would be very grateful for your assistance." The old man seems a little beaten and wears what would almost seem like rags; clearly he is not a very successful merchant. "I've heard of the dangers along the way, and I had hoped to find capable men like yourselves to help me. If not, then that's fine. I guess i'll let fate decide my future. At the very least you will not have to walk wherever you are going. Where are you headed anyways?"
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"I am fine with walking, but those with short legs may wish to ride. As long as we go in the same direction we can travel together." Slumk smiles down at Thorvald, then steps to the side of the wagon. "Ho, I am sorry, would you like a helping hand up Thorvald?"
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Galadon put something he was looking at in his back pack, stands and puts on his back pack. Making a high pitch multi-tone whistle. He stands for a moment then puts up his arm, an eagle flies down from the roof of a building and lands on his arm.
Are we ready to go? Last edited by Galadon; 11-28-2011 at 01:09 PM. |
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"Aye...as long as this does not detract from our other employment, friends."
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The trip to Jalanthar is a short one thanks to the wagon ride. You encounter nothing out of the norm along the trade route until you are approximately three quarters of the way there. You notice traces of broken crates and wagons. The grass on each side of the road is heavily matted; a sign of being stepped on repeatedly. The driver looks worried now as he scans the road ahead expecting an ambush. You hear guttural noise coming from the left side of the road.
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Slumk stops and looks over the carnage. Their was trouble here. He gets his great axe ready and steps off the road. Looking over what lays at his feet, he can not make much of it other that it happened a short time ago.
__________________Hearing a noise he turns to face it. "Stand ready, it looks like trouble. Do you think this was the caravan we seek?" |
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Galadon makes a few hand sings to the eagle and it flies off to the west. Jumping out of the wagon he walks around the edge of the site looking at it and the surrounding area.
Galadon walks closer to the area of the noise. Slowly moving to see what is making the noise before he gets near it. Last edited by Galadon; 11-30-2011 at 05:52 PM. |
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