"We should probably tell the old fellow what happened and get him to a safe hiding spot before we continue," Marley says, hoping someone else will undertake the unpleasant task.
Maziara nods solemnly. “I’ll tell him. Crunchface or Sam can you help me move him? I doubt he’s in great walking condition, even with the healing. Think we can tuck him in a corner of this barn for the time being?” He leaves with whomever is willing to help go get the halfling and break the news.
Maziara how’s his head respectfully. “Yes. It also appears they may have taken your daughter. Do you have any idea why this would happen?” Maziara tries to lace his words with sympathy. He feels terribly for the man.
At the mention hus daughter was taken. His voice becomes frantic.
TAKEN YOU SAY! Then she might still yet live. PLEASE YOU MUST SAVE HER.
I have no idea why these demons did what they did but if they took they must want her alive right? Please I beg you. All that I own is your if you save my daughter.
He pulls our a small bag of coin and thrusts it at Maziara. Then Rips the shirt off his back and hands that over as well.
On his knees now.
Please she might be all I have left. My my son. I gifted him a sword for his birthday a fine one. Take it.... it could be useful and... and in the barn there is food and other think like... like a whip. I've not much but it's all yours..
He crumples into a pile.
I'm I'm going to the Brown farm to wait. I can't be here anymore.
He gets up and walks off. Any attempt to talk to him further or stop him short of physically restraining him will be unsess
Sam gets a stern face with the start of tears in his eyes as he remembers losing his family. He says to the farmer "I'm so sorry. We will do our best to find her and bring her back."
"OK; Who's in? Let us get on the trail after them before they can cause her any harm."
Crunchface gets a serious, kind of anngry expression on his face. He’s recently lost his family and although orcs don’t have as much of a notion of love as most other races…there’s no way he’s going to just stand by. “We’ll bring her back.”
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"Let's move quickly then," Marley says grimly as he springs into action. Pausing only to grab the sword, he leads the party on the trail past the barn.
"We should probably tell the old fellow what happened and get him to a safe hiding spot before we continue," Marley says, hoping someone else will undertake the unpleasant task.
Marley will also take the +1 shortsword if no one else is taking it.
Maziara nods solemnly. “I’ll tell him. Crunchface or Sam can you help me move him? I doubt he’s in great walking condition, even with the healing. Think we can tuck him in a corner of this barn for the time being?” He leaves with whomever is willing to help go get the halfling and break the news.
Marley nods and goes with Maziara, offering to help carry Littleroot if needed.
You all head back to the farm house. Mr. Littleroot is waiting on the porch in a rocking chair. He is looking much better after the healing spell.
Mr. Littleroot: I tried going inside but couldn't do it. I fear the worst. Are they all dead?
Crunchface nods. “Yes.”
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
Maziara how’s his head respectfully. “Yes. It also appears they may have taken your daughter. Do you have any idea why this would happen?” Maziara tries to lace his words with sympathy. He feels terribly for the man.
Mr Littleroot starts sobbing uncontrollably.
All is lost....
At the mention hus daughter was taken. His voice becomes frantic.
TAKEN YOU SAY! Then she might still yet live. PLEASE YOU MUST SAVE HER.
I have no idea why these demons did what they did but if they took they must want her alive right? Please I beg you. All that I own is your if you save my daughter.
He pulls our a small bag of coin and thrusts it at Maziara. Then Rips the shirt off his back and hands that over as well.
On his knees now.
Please she might be all I have left. My my son. I gifted him a sword for his birthday a fine one. Take it.... it could be useful and... and in the barn there is food and other think like... like a whip. I've not much but it's all yours..
He crumples into a pile.
I'm I'm going to the Brown farm to wait. I can't be here anymore.
He gets up and walks off. Any attempt to talk to him further or stop him short of physically restraining him will be unsess
Sam gets a stern face with the start of tears in his eyes as he remembers losing his family. He says to the farmer "I'm so sorry. We will do our best to find her and bring her back."
"OK; Who's in? Let us get on the trail after them before they can cause her any harm."
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Crunchface gets a serious, kind of anngry expression on his face. He’s recently lost his family and although orcs don’t have as much of a notion of love as most other races…there’s no way he’s going to just stand by. “We’ll bring her back.”
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
"Let's move quickly then," Marley says grimly as he springs into action. Pausing only to grab the sword, he leads the party on the trail past the barn.
Sam follows
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The party returns to the trail. Following it back to the thicket. The trail is blocked by a wall of vines.
What do you do?
(Firebolt? Lol.)
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Sam will check out the thicket for any life (non-plant life).
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Unless Marley notices anything noteworthy about the vines, he slashes at them with the new shortsword.
Perception: 8
Nature: 4
Non of you see much other then the vines.
(Fireball could work or burn down the forest lol only the dice can say)
Give me investigation to get more insight or a Strength check to cut the vines
Investigation: 11
Strength: 6
Not fireball. Firebolt)
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Sam will also work to cut the vines
Attack: 18 Damage: 7
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