The Phandalin Chronicles

"This tastes amazing" Chip would reply after taking a large bite of juicy porkchop. "Perhaps I will try to carve a boar next" He would say with a wink as juice drips from his mouth."I'll take first watch.. I fear that once I finally get to sleep.. I am not going to want to wake up anytime soon.." He would add with a smile.

"I will take 3rd watch tonight." Chill says as he finishes the meal provided by Rhogar. 

"That was excellent friend Rhogar, you did that boar justice and I appreciate the seasoning added."

At some point during the evening he will inspect the potion and take a small taste to identify it.

"Krom and Chip, have you spent some time inspecting the shield and ring to see what special properties they may have?  Hidden like they were I believe they may be special."

Chill takes a small lick from the potion and learns that it is a Potion of Invulnerability.

Krom spends some time admiring the shield and determines it to be a shield +1

I have added it to Krom's  inventory

turns the ring over in his fingers concentrating on it and learns that it is a Ring of Warmth.  I have added it to Chip's inventory.

Rekuberk will eat his fill, cutting off more as he is rather hungry after all of the combat they had gone through that day. As they decide watches he looks to the others. "Just let me know when you want me to help with a watch. If anything happens wake me up as I may not wake up easily..."

Krom looks happy that his gifts to the party was appreciated.

"This shield is enchanted with protective magic, I will use it well for the good of the party." says Krom checking the shield while adding to it Moradin's Holy Symbol. "That potion and ring may be very useful when we will face the Dragon." adds the dwarf. "Tomorrow morning we should go back to Falcon's lodge to report on our success. From there, deliverying the goods to the Loggers' camp should be a quick trip then we can go searching for that legendary sword in the Dragon Barrow."

"Chip, I am going to take the second watch, please awake me when it is time."

"Will do" Chip would reply with a quick nod as he begins to play a lullaby.

Rhogar raises a brow ridge at Chill's earlier wish, and started to open his mouth in protest; only to catch himself mid-way, and just nod. "So it will be, Master Krom. The ring for chip, and either Kazri or Rekuberk can hold on to the potion for now." He says, though the last words get distorted by a great yawn. "In any case, let's get some shut eye. I or Chill be sure to wake you for fourth watch, Rekuberk." He would say, and on that final note, took a few minutes at least to clean any lingering meat from the boar bones, prior to find his rest nearby.

(OOC: If Rhogar wants the ring, that is totally fine. Chip already has the billowing cape, I am just RPing him as trying to make himself look as GLAMOROUS as possible because.. well.. glamor bard :P)

(@Wreck: Rhogar already has a way to mitigate any cold damage in a pinch. So, I'm not too worried abut it. Best the ring either goes to a flimsier healer, or to Rekuberk. Then either Krom or Chill can hold on to the potion.)

Rekuberk nods as he kov s to set up his sleeping spot for the night, carefully setting his weapons to the side before he removes his recently acquired armor. Even as he starts to fall asleep he makes sure that he can quickly grab any of his weapons in seconds.

((I've placed the potion in Kazri's inventory for now))

After filling up on pork chops, bacon and the other food you have brought the party spends the night holed up in one of the caverns.  Nothing disturbs your rest and the following day you make the march back to Falcon's Lodge.

You are ushered back to the Trophy Hall where Falcon meets up with you .  You report all that has transpired and that the evil in the Woodland Manse has been cleared out and that a further threat at the Circle of Thunder has also been taken care.

He brings out the boots and hands them to Chill. "You seem the one who would likely make best use of these.  Already quiet you are likely even more now."

Addressing the whole group,

"As you can see, your cart is undisturbed, and your ox is well fed and comfortable.  It is early morning now.  You are welcome rest until lunch and so dine with me and stay another night if you desire, though you are likely want to deliver those supplies soon.  You could reach the logger's camp by evening if you left now."

Kazri is still uncomfortable with the trophies on the walls. "We appreciate your hospitality Mr. Falcon, but I believe my companions would rather leave as soon as possible. Time is of the essence for us, and we still have much to do."

"Yes, thank you very much for watching over our cart" Chip would reply with a smile. "But Kazri is right, we should leave and deliver the supplies."

Chill accepts the boots and slips them onto his feet. He then pads around the room for a few seconds a grin spreading on his face.

"Kitty is quieter than a mouse now." He says, "But my companions are right. We need to get moving.  No more delays, we need to deliver the supplies."

Ghorar snickers in her own dragon way as Chill pads around the room.

"Indeed. The SOONER the better. But as they say, you... have our thanks." Rhogar says with some uncertainty to his voice. "May the rest of your days be peaceful. And may you find a less crude decorations for your home." With that, Rhogar turns on his heels and makes for the cart; now with some additional Boar Tusks on board. He did not know what he would do it with them yet. But much like the ankheg mandibles, a rough idea was beginning to cook in his mind.

"Farewell Falcon, without those half-orcs and orcs the forest should be a bit more quiet now." says Krom while walking towards the cart and hopping in the driver's seat.

"Everyone is ready? We have supplies to deliver and an ancient sword to find!" says the dwarf to the group. Krom will checks if everyone is on the cart and then drive it towards the Loggers' Camp.

Rekuberk much like the rest of the party wishes to Falcon the best of luck before he goes back to sit by the cart, waiting to finish the job. With careful movements he begins to clean his sword, looking to the others. "That was a rather hard won quest for us. Let us hope that we do not arrive to late with these supplies."

"You are right, our last quest was an hard one." replies Krom "Especially for me, I have to train more harder from now on. Moradin's power is boundless, but my capacity to channel it is limited."

Kazri mounts on Serenity. “I am ready gentlemen.”