(I’d actually offer to them up with you, but we got six of us so…)

Tommy speaks up. Mmm maybe we form a team of 3 and a team of 4? 

Has there been any other free lancers about?

Hate to split up this group we are working well together but small teams moving quickly is usually a good idea out there.

Jetsam considers this for a second. “Maybe. That could be a good idea.”

OOC: idea. Splat up into two groups but create 1 Chat group the parties could run into each other or hang with me. Epic bos fight with all 7 of ys at the end of rhe trips

Or since Tommy is a level of 2 higher then most of yall rod can take my slot and I'll focus on kicking off my other campaign and join yall on the next one 

OOC-maybe. I feel like if we split parties Jetsam would prefer to stay with Hadrian, Tommy, and probably Muriel. Problem with that is there’s a severe lack of magic users among those four. 

However, for this next adventure I Might be able to manage seven characters in it, especially since most of us are 1-3 levels lower than it’s recommended for

Jetsam gestures to the fellow standing over by the bar to join them at their table.

"Locke and I were just talking about trying to find some work if there is room for us" comments Balasar.

"What do you say?"

Balasar grabs up his stuff eyeing up the seasoned adventurers in hopes of joining up.

"Hmmm we are a large group, did you want to divide and conquer or consolidate and go for something larger in scope?" Fiske states finishing his stew before delicately wiping his mouth off with a red handkerchief. "My names Fiske by the way, a pleasure" He states courteously towards the newcomers.  

Having followed Balasar, Locke gave a half-bow to the group. "Greetings, you may call me Locke. And thank you, I do appreciate the offer. But as you say... yes, your group already seems... full. I do apologize that I'd be far too eager and impatient to deal with if I were to join." The merchant deliberately left off the word "independent" to his list of problematic traits. He shrugged demurely, then turned to Balasar.

"If you wish to proceed with them, I would understand. After all, no telling when the next lot might arrive." He then turned back to Fiske, "However, if you did decide to divide into smaller groups, I'd be able to help out in a party of three or four."

Jetsam continues eating. “Whichever you all think.”

Muriel then walks in, the eye patterns on her robe of eyes seem to be slightly shimmering in the sunlight that flooded in when she opened the door. She then walked over to the table where Jetsam is at and ordered a cup of tea, and said, "Well, good day, Hadrian, Jetsam, Fiske. I actually happen to have something to tell the party that could be of great importance."

Tommy's scolding complete joins the group

Jetsam raises a scaly eyebrow. “What might that be?”

Muriel gives a serious expression, and says, "Well, it might be a long story, so get ready for one."

Muriel then says, "Remember how I disappeared after the event with that flood by that bridge?"

Jetsam nods. “Yes.”

Fiske sips his drink in anticipation. 

Muriel then begins, "Well, it was for no reason. You see, my master, Jashin "The Seeker," and all of his disciples that were in good graces were summoned to a Emergency Feywild Council meeting. You see, important members of the council can be summoned to the meeting through magical means, and Jashin and his three disciples are all important members, me included. Anyways, a couple of weeks ago, a small party of elves had traveled into the mountains just beyond the Forest of Wonders, but what they found there could very well leave this town and any nearby those mountains in grave danger."

Balasar thinks it over and says, "I'm with Locke.  Perhaps a smaller group if you split up or we can wait a bit more for another group."

Jetsam takes another bite of his food and chews slowly. “Interesting.”

Muriel continues, "What the small party of elves found was every elves worst nightmare. Goblins. So many Goblins amassed together underground and underneath the mountains. Their numbers were uncountable, their weapons, more advanced. And many of them were even wielding magic. Mostly cantrips, but still. As you probably know, Elves and Goblins are mortal enemies, and about a couple centuries ago, these two races battled for almost 40 years. They called this war, "The Era of Death," because of how many died. However, the Elves inevitably won, and any remaining goblins were sent into exile. However, from what the small party had said, it looked as if the Goblins were preparing for war. They feared that any towns or civilizations nearby would be the first to fall. Anyways, I plan and getting the town evacuated before such atrocity happens."

(OOC: I sorta got the idea off of The Hobbit, and am thinking about being a admin for the first time for this campaign. But if I can't be admin, or can't be admin alone, then maybe someone else could admin or help me admin.)