The Lords hall has sturdy stone walls, a pitched wooden roof, and a bell tower at the back. The job board next to the front door features a sparse number of notices, all written in Common and in the same hand.
They have been traveling for around two hours following the instructions given to them by Sildar. The ground rises steadily as they walk.
"Looks like this is Umbridge Hill."
They continue on for a time until their destination comes into view. Built on the slope of Umbrage Hill is an old stone windmill surrounded by an iron fence.
A large winged monster with a spiky tail is trying to knock down the windmill’s front door. A dwarven woman appears in a second-floor window, waving at the approaching party, she yells, “A little help?!”
Feldoran snorts a laugh.
He raises his hands in response to the withering glare from Anders.
The men of the party have a few more before heading off to bed.
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DAY 2 : PHANDALIN
The party rise early and meet in the common room for an early breakfast.
"So, What's the plan here?"
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"I suspect we should visit the Lords Hall and speak to Lord Hallwinter."
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"Let's hope the lord pays well. We are running low on coin."
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The Lords hall has sturdy stone walls, a pitched wooden roof, and a bell tower at the back. The job board next to the front door features a sparse number of notices, all written in Common and in the same hand.
"Looks like the dragon is more than a rumour."
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"Do you think this is the same beast that destroyed our home?"
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"Perhaps."
Thomas looks down at his scarred wrist. "Perhaps."
They enter the hall to speak to the lord.
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"Welcome friends, how can I help you?"
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"We are looking for adventuring work and took an interest in the board you keep out front."
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"Ah good good. What caught your eye."
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"What ever pays the most."
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"What the lad means to say is that we have an open mind."
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"Perhaps take on the excavation job and warn Adabra on the way down?"
"If you had a mind you could even follow the foothills east down to Gnomenguard."
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"Any chance of an advance?"
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"Absolutely no chance at all." Sildar laughs.
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The party gather their supplies and head south out of town.
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They have been traveling for around two hours following the instructions given to them by Sildar. The ground rises steadily as they walk.
"Looks like this is Umbridge Hill."
They continue on for a time until their destination comes into view. Built on the slope of Umbrage Hill is an old stone windmill surrounded by an iron fence.
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"Oh dear!"
A large winged monster with a spiky tail is trying to knock down the windmill’s front door. A dwarven woman appears in a second-floor window, waving at the approaching party, she yells, “A little help?!”
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"What the hell is that?"
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"That monstrosity is a manticore. Best we try talk our way through this."
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