With a mumbling word that to all others would sound like complaining, as the racist castellan began to leave, Torsus would cast Thaumaturgy, centered on the mans ass and a careful, soft, exhalation butt-wind would sounding just loud enough to be heard by the others closest to him, in a long, drawn-out fashion as if he were letting out an untimely fart just as he was about to exit through the door, timing the noise as if every time his foot hit the ground another 'poot' was released. It was about the only spite Torsus could think of, despite its immaturity, that wouldn't also bring the guards down on them, while -he hoped- bringing shame to the pathetic excuse for a man.

Regardless, once the inspection was complete and the final words said he'd speak to the much more agreeable Parsissus The only things I can think of are what information do you have on our primary reason for being here, the giants, that could aid us, and is there anything you're aware of that we could do for the town, or Goldenfields in general that may be of assistance if the giants aren't an immediate concern? Also where is the town of... Ah pardon me, I mean do you know The Xelbrins? One of our Tressym belongs to them.. in a roundabout way.

The Castellan walks away red in the face but otherwise tries to act like he heard nothing, while his guards maintain their professionalism and make no reaction at all. When the Castellan is gone Parsissus allows herself a light chuckle. Once all is said and done and questions are asked Parsissus sighs and shurgs. 

Unfortunately not as much as I'd like. We had heard the rumblings of Giant activity in the area but really paid it no mind. The people and the guards alike are confident in the strength of our walls, even against giants. It wasn't until a little over a tenday ago when a group of goblins and ogres led by two hill giants tried to attack the walls. We managed to fend them off and they retreated, the aid of those goblin mercs came in handy as well. Since then we've heard nothing but have been anticipating another attack. The Mercs have thus stuck around and the Abbot ordered the Captain of the guard to hire more outside help. Not sure if he's actually done that but you found us so I'm sure he won't complain. Luckily for all of us Hill Giants are notoriously stupid and should be easy to defeat. If they even bother to comeback that is though our farms have always been a tempting target. As for your other question just follow the road into town and head to the Northside. Look for the three story building, thats Northfurrows End, the local Inn. You'll find who you're looking for there. Trust me, you won't miss the Yeti. She smirks before asking. Anything else?

(More to come from Narz later. But here's the map I forgot to drop regarding Goldenfields as per DM request)

Previously on the Wire~

Narz reminds Torsus of the trip being the first time he heard the mental communication or even of it, and that the Tortle may have incidently been a little vague ont he limits of his ability regarding the mind. Either that, or it was possible for the hobgoblin to have misheard during discussions prior, as there had been much information circulating during that. Regardless, as Narz picks up on Torsus neglection or relunctance to speak on how he came about his particularly brand of what Narz presumed to be some sort psionics teaching, he is to the point on requesting Torsus limits any future communications via this mental capability in regards to his(Narz) person to combat, emergency, or tactical operations types of situations only. With that affirmed and established, Narz would go back about his business for the remainder of the trip. Although Torsus might notice that, when not otherwise occupied on some other task or doing cat things alongside Rillex, Spaz is keeping an eye on him.

Now back to the present~

"If there is a hob in charge, then that's money well spent." Narz muttered and even dared to grin a little. He then kind of drifts to his own thoughts, self-aware of the feeling of being watched always, but content to pontificate on other matters until the group were finally allowed entry. Out of everyone he sees after of those that came to greet them, the potential wizard holds his attention the longest during the initial sizing up of everyone. 'Perhaps-' He thought before having his attention robbed by the Nobleman figure's barely vieled complaint. To which, he held his tongue and kept up the usual back straight and eyes ever forward sorta of demeanor until the noble depart. A brow gets quirked at the display of unfortunately timed bowel movements, but he kept it professional and said not a word. "Just the eh, uh, whereabouts of those goblin mercs you mentioned before? Said we see them soon, but seeing as they aren't apart of this current retinue, they are stationed elsewhere?"

Oh their out and about but most of them seem to gather around the tavern when not working. Their leader is there as well. Couldn't tell you much about it, to be frank I don't remember her name off the top of my head. But if you're going to see the Yeti you'll find your mercs.

As the Castellan speaks, the others may notice Claire clench her fists at his rather racist attitude towards her party members, but she refrains from wearing her distaste on her face, though, as the man leaves, she makes no effort to curtsey or offer any other kind of courtesy or acknowledgement.

To the Acolyte: (I know I named the horse before but it was throwaway name and I forgot it.  The horse's official name is now...) "Cauliflower.  She's a well-bred horse from my hometown; served me very well since we left," Claire says, beaming at the compliment on her horse's behalf as she strokes it's mane.  She dismounts for the pat-down.

After the conversations die down, Claire suggests going straight north to drop off Skrillex.

Torsus can't help but nod with a bit of thoughtfulness, deciding ultimately that he agree'd that they should drop off Rillex first, so that everyone can stop forgetting he exists in the first place finish the easiest and likely swiftest business they had here before moving onto more important business, though he would feel the need to inform what he'd been told already to the one confident in their walls.

Mmm, sweet, beautiful Parsissus. I am glad you are confident in your walls and your retinues, however, if the rumors are true, there are some giants with flying mobile towers, and potentially even fortresses with which they simply drop boulders from the sky like siege catapaults as they did with a town called Nightstone, and if the story from my sources are true, that may render your walls a moot point should such beings, and vehicles be real. I tell you only so that you can atleast take this into calculations, should it happen so that at the very least you are not caught unawares.

Regardless, Torsus is ready to move to deal with Rillex.

Well, if that is all I need to return to my duties. Please enjoy your stay. Parsissus bows and takes her leave. As you all exit the gatehouse and enter Goldenfields proper the first thing you see is a 20-foot-tall wooden statue of a plump, smiling woman standing with her hands on her hips in a garden of golden wheat, surrounded by a dirt roundabout. Narz, from your previous check you would easily recognize it as a statue of Chauntea a little North of the statue is a stone building with an open front, above which hangs a sign that reads “Earth Mother’s Bounty.” From inside you hear a light, almost child like voice singing a song that seems to be narrating what is happening at the moment. Whoever it is, based on the song, seems to be looking for something.

Should you choose to continue on the road leading to town is just ahead.

Narz makes a mental note of the song, but would brush off even the very notion of deviating from their course the instant it comes to mind. Work had to come before idle curiosity, and only that of his compatriots might sway him otherwise. It is why he had refrained from nudging the local wizard from before about his studies so far, and its possible application in the realm of agriculture.

Although in the event some insist on the detour, he would suggest they split from there, and just meet back up at the Northfurrow's End Inn. Regardless, for so long as they are within easy listening range of the song, Vigo and Spaz appear drawn to it enough to occasionally look in the direction of the source.

Aeyd, as many could tell, was a very quiet individual, yet was very much observant to their surroundings. She would eye those the group had spoken to as they entered the fortress, though eventually would look over the general area and find things to wonder about. When they were fully allowed through, she gives those who she passes an appreciative smile and respectful nod of their head.

At the sound of music, Aeyd's ears would perk up, interested in the news being told. If possible to listen in, she would as she followed behind the others, not wanting to be diverted from their current goal, but still wanting to know what was happening about.

Perception (if needed?): 17

Aeyd catches the tail end of the singing which mostly seems to just be the singer talking to themselves in a melodic voice. Oh where oh were could my missing bracelet be? Maybe I lost it when I was making tea! Tsk..Nope. Thats okay, it might be with the books, I sure hope its not in the hand of crooks! Dammit. Oh Sev you've really done it now, maybe you lost it when petting all the cows? The door to the shop is wide open and you all have to pass close to continue on. You can hear stuff being moved around from inside and as you pass Rillex sticks his head up and sniffs the air. Suddenly the Tressym flys off Marz's shoulder and into the store. You hear the same child like voice start in surprise and say Oh my where'd you come from little fella? You smell the catnip don't ya! Here ya go! 

Claire takes a few steps onward and then stops as she notices SKRillex dart inside the shop.  "... Oh... well, I suppose... one stop before we drop Rillex off wouldn't hurt."  As she appraoches the building she turns to Aeyd with her brow furrowed.  "Wait... did she say something about crooks?  Was something stolen from her?"

Claire, from inside you hear the voice give a loud Hmm? Before from behind a stack of seed bags you see a young girl with red hair wearing muddy green robes poke her head out. After a second you realize that actually its not a young child but a halfling. Ooohhh a new face! Come in come in! Welcome to the Earth Mothers Bounty! We sell only the finest seeds and cornucopias! If you're looking for a gift for someone back home or perhaps looking to start a farm well this is the place to shop! I'm Sevembra Tumbleleaf, shopkeep, worshiper of Chauntea and druid all rolled into one funsized package! Oh! Is this your Tressym? He's just the cutest! Whats his name? 

The amiable halfling practically bounces with excitement as she approaches and takes your hand to lead you inside. The shop itself is split between two areas, a well organized front where potted plants, seeds and cornucopias stuffed with fresh fruits and veggies and cheeses are all neatly sorted and organized, and a extremely cluttered and disorganized back area behind the main counter full of loose soil, bags of seeds, books and other gardening supplies. The entire place smells like a garden with a strong earthy smell of soil predominant in the room. Laying on the shelf if Rillex whose lazily munching away of catnip that's growing in a pot on the windowsill. 

Having heard the noise that turned out to be singing, for once, Torsus wasn't overly interested. He wasn't necessarily disinterested, as he always had enjoyed dinging  so long as it was good, but much in the same mindset as Narz, he wanted to be done with the business involving the tressym, since whatever was going on in there didn't require the whole party to stop in their tracks and they could be informed la- never mind... the cat wanted to be a pain. With a heavy sigh of reluctance as 'seeds and plants' didn't interest him much outside of viewing.. since planting locked you down where you were.. preventing you from seeing or learning new things, Followed in in silence, waiting  to see how this would go, but otherwise remaining silent, lest he trigger this scenario to be longer than nessecary.

Rollo just pops an eyebrow at the cats antics and gives it a come-on gesture. "Places to go there, little friend. We still have to get you where you're going."

Narz cursed in goblin before as precaution dismissing Spaz to his demiplane for the time being. Even if not quite a normal beast, he wouldn't have two traitors on his watch. Bad enough that Vigo appeared all the more distracted once bid to stop not long after the dismissal.

"Hey there, buddy," He said, addressing Aeyd before they too might've followed in after the others. "Hope you don't mind letting the others know that I'll be continuing on ahead. See about getting a few rooms reserved in the Inn, just in case arrangements be quite made with our contact. Oh, and uh, here. A map of Goldenfields. I've already had time to examine it enough that I think I can navigate where I need to go well enough." Once the map gets taken, Narz snaps his fingers to summon Spaz again.

"This one will stick with you guys for the time being. When you're ready to move on or if something comes up, just let him know and he'll come find me. Again, sorree for adding more to your plate, but I trust you all can handle whatever going on in there just well enough. So, I'll getting on." If the request gets accepted, Narz spares the building one last look, marks its design in his head, and then continues down the path from the back of Vigo.

(I know in my heart it'd perhaps be off putting in some ways, but... its a good thing Nadaar isn't here for this interaction. lol)

"I appreciate your hospitality, but we aren't looking to settle down here.  Just hoping to get acquainted with the area so we can help defend against the giants if need be.  Speaking of, we just got this map, but it's fairly uh... well I'm sure it makes sense if you know what you're looking at, but beyond 'north' and 'this is a town,' it doesn't help much with specifics.  Could you give me a quick run down of this place?"

Sevembra gives Rillex a few pets as she listens before finally replying  Oh I see! Well we sell pots too if you ever want to try growing something on the road, and cornecopeas full of fruits beat rations anyday so be sure to see us on the way out! Now what's this about a map? Let me see. Ah yes its ah, well a little bare. But no worries I can help ya navigate and oh maybe you can do me a favor while you're in town too! But first...Sevembra takes the map and grabs a ink pen and starts doodling as she explains her situation. I uh seem to have misplaced a a good luck charm of mine. I've been looking all over the shop but no luck haha. Anyway, I usually wander around the settlement when I'm not here so if you happen see a wooden bracelet with a green stone set in the center can ya bring it back to me? All done! Got the springs, the wheat fields by the town, barley fields up top by the hops, thats the bunny by the way, the Abbey south of the town, Inn to the north side of town and the brewery north of that by the spring. She hands the map back to you and Rillex finally heeds Rollos call and flys over to his shoulder. Sorry I'm not much of an artist, but I hope It helps. Now if you'll excuse me im going to check upstairs for my bracelet, remember to let me know if you find it! And with that the halfling skips away to head upstairs. (Posting map and arrival to the inn shortly)

Rollo looks over Claire's shoulder as the map gets defaced. He just snorts and raises an eyebrow before crossing his arms and waiting.