Adventures in Fellneral

With a shout Orin will swing away at the Ogre. Attack: 21 Damage: 15

(Lovin these rolls lol)

Alright, the ogre has taken a beating (I’m ignoring the first action I posted by accident because things have changed,) The ogre rips of a bar from the cage and swings it at Orin. Attack: 7 Damage: 12

Yes

Osborn winces at every blow dealt by his colleagues, not convinced that they can take down this huge mountain of flesh and hate.

"Just because you're big, it doesn't mean you're right!"

He draws on his gifted power to send an Eldritch Blast at the ogre, aiming for the central body mass rather than picking his shot.

Attack: 22 Damage: 8 

The blast hits into the orge’s stomach, killing it. The three druids in the cage look at you three. One is a male rabbit-folk  with an eyepatch,  and the other two are  young half elves, a boy and a girl. All of them are in deep blue robes designed with light blue feathers sowed in on the sides. 

Orin braces for the ogres attack when a flash of light flies by his head and the ogre drops to the ground. 

Orin will kick it with a smile and turn to the folks in the cage. "Well that was short, didn't even break a sweat. Any of you know where the keys are?"

A key hangs from a notch of wood between the cells. When Gromedark asks about Aspherer; the druids look at each other. The male half elf looks at you all, “Who are you all, and how do you know Aspherer?”

Osborn looks at Orin, a wounded look on his face: "Who are you calling short?  We're about the same height!"

Content to let Gromedark handle the questions, Osborn tries to recall any relevance he can about the captives' robes before searching the ogre for any treasure, keys or clues to Aspherer's location.

Religion(?) 14 

Investigation 5 

Osborn

The ogre was a captive, so all of its possessions would’ve been stolen, you cannot recall anything about the robes, except they were on some of the zombies you fought earlier.

Gromedark

The rabbit-folk speaks up, in a thin raspy voice. “We’re druids like him. He used to work with us, not anymore, thought.”

Osborn is saddened as he realises the ogre's staus here: "Oh no, he was a captive too!  I thought we were liberating them.  Are we monsters?"

Having finally got the cogs in his head working, he shares his observation about the druids' robes: "We've seen garb like yours before, on some zombies near here.  Were you part of a larger group?  Do you know why someone would attack you?"

The female half elf first looks at Osborn, “If it makes you feel any better, the ogre was trying to eat us.” She says, “We’re part of a Druid group called the Bluejays of East. We’re investigating the strange necromancy happening in these woods. We have no idea who these people are. They just attacked us.” She then sighs, “About Aspherer-“ and then gets cut off by the rabbit folk, “He was insane! He jumped travelers and took their gold. So we kicked him out of the group.” Then the young half elf boy says, “But if you have a potion to deliver, we’d be happy to pay for it.”

"Hmmm, it's an expensive potion - it's worth 100 gold pieces if we deliver it to Aspherer" says Osborn.  "And it's designed for a very specific kind of ritual, are you sure you want to be meddling in that stuff?"

Deception (for the price inflation, and to try to elicit more info from them - Osborn knows it's for a ritual but not what kind): 20 

Osborn shrugs imperceptibly at Gromedark's intervention, then scolds himself.  The bugbear is right, they have a contracts and have offered to help Clovis, so that is what they should do.  If he was serious about being a force for good in the world then he would do well to start by following the example of his new friend.

“Well, the eastern in our name stands for the east of this kingdom, not the side of forest.” The half elf girl replies, “Though we have ways to contact Aspherer. It should be about four days, though.

"The only place I think he could be is one of our other henges in these woods, but there is four others."

As the Bluejays work with Gromedark to mark Aspherer's potential locations on the map, Osborn grills them about their organisation: "So, what does it take to join this, er, order?  I've always admired a group that can pull off blue.  How would you sum up your belief system?"

The persistent halfling would seem pushy but he's trying hard to be amiable as he asks the questions.

The half elf girl begins pointing at spots on the map, four of them forming a a square with another in the middle. She says "The one closest to the docks is the one you've seen, the middle is the first and biggest one." (I've added these henges to the map you can find on the link to in the campaign page.)

While this is happening, the half elf  boy responds happily to Osborn, "We are a group of druids who try to protect nature from evil arcane forces, we've most recently investigating the zombie problem in some parts of the woods"

"Well then, it sounds like we have a trek on our hands.  I can't help wanting to start with the north east henge and then go clockwise - what does everyone else think?"

Osborn then turns to the half elf boy "Zombie problem - is this a new thing?"

"That. Is. BRILLIANT!" says Osborn at Gromedark's coin carriage solution.  Checking the others are following, he sets off beside Gromedark to find the north east henge.

The half elf boy says "From I've heard, zombies have been popping up for a while, at least for a decade or so. Also, we haven't told you our names, I'm Roseus, this is my older sister Vinca and that is Paz," he points to the rabbit folk. 

Then Herbert shows up, "Ok, me and Garazar will go back to town and tell Flickwit about the delay" he  says