The Tales of Faerûn - Campaign Thread

Waiting for the conversation to conclude and the group to make their way out of the shop, Tagret does pause to add a small warning "Just be careful approaching the cave, there are a couple of traps on the path, and may be one or two goblins around that may have been away when we arrived"

As soon as they are outside Tagret suggests "Sildar may be able to help us with any decisions on what comes next, let's take the coin, get a meal and a bed and see what the evening will bring"

OOC: I assume we are splitting this 50GP another 5 ways

DM Note: You are free to share GP as you see fit, but I think one of you has something that they wanted to try to sell to Linene?

Rashana shakes her head. "I’ve got everything I need. I think finding Gundren is our priority."

"There is one other thing," Saravena pulls the small statue out of her bag. "We found this in the cave, and I was hoping you might be interested in it, or you could point us in the direction of someone who could be."

Linene examines the jade statuette of a frog with tiny golden orbs for eyes, "Hmmm, if are you willing to part with that, I can give you forty gold pieces for it. How does that sound?"

"Sound like a deal," Saravena smiles as she hands Linene the stauette. "Thank you very much."

Once the deal is done Saravena turns to the rest of the group, "That was the last thing I wanted to do so where to next?"

"Well, I think now it would be best to get rest at the inn, if at all possible," Eniwin says. "We've been travelling all day."

"Good idea....let's go"

“Well if you think that is the best course let’s rest for the evening and pick back up in the morning.” Damian will head back to the Inn with the others.

OOC: Keen to speak to Sildar again (tonight or in the morning) to see if he feels obligated to go after Gundren, and see if he knows anything about Cragmaw Castle as well.

You all head down to the Stonehill Inn. It's a quiet at this time of night, but the proprietor let's you in and charges you the usual fee of five silver pieces. After that you retire to your rooms for the rest of the night.

In the morning, you awake to sun beams shining in through the windows to your rooms. Wanting to speak to Sildar again, you ask the proprietor to his whereabouts.

"Aye, the man you describe did stay here last night. As I understand it though, he has gone over to the townmaster's hall. Something about Lord's Alliance business. I didn't learn much after that, I'm afraid. Though if you are looking for the townmaster's hall, you'll find it just across the square. Head towards Lionshield Coster, go past it, then turn  left. You'll recognise it by the notice board standing out front."

OOC: Busy few days for me sorry.

After finishing a solid breakfast Tagret says to any of the others who are around "Well...let's go find Sildar as see what he knows" and with that the big barbarian stands up, thanks the innkeep and then heads out towards the townmasters hall.

OOC: I assume that others will come with....

Damian will come down from his long sleep after eating breakfast, he will join Target following him to the town hall.

As you make your way through Phanadlin in an attempt to find the townmaster's hall, you see a group of men carrying a shortsword standing in the square. They look over as you pass by, but otherwise ignore you. You continue on across the square heading towards Lionshield Coster, there you happen see Linene talking to a young man just outside the door. Then she passes over a piece of parchment, before turns around to leave.

Just after that you make the left turn and come across a building with sturdy stone walls, a pitched wooden roof, and a bell tower at the back. Posted on a board next to the front door is a notice written in Common. It reads: “REWARD—Orcs near Wyvern Tor! Those of a mind to face the orc menace should inquire within.” The notice bears the town’s seal and an indecipherable signature.

Rashana gets closer to read the sign. "Hmm. There are orcs around here? Hope we don't come across them."

"Depending on the circumstance could be something to look into," Saravena offers. "We can ask about it, if its something manageable, and not out of our way, then maybe we can earn some extra coin."

You push the door of the townmaster's hall open and you find Sildar standing inside. Opposite, across from a desk, an older man with a large belly.

"You're just trying to take over the town," snaps the unknown man, whom you can presume is the townmaster. "You just think that because you're part of the Lord's Alliance you can come here to Phandalin and take over."

 "I'm telling you, I'm not here to take over. How many times do I have to repeat myself?" Sildar sounds exasperated. "I'm here to help you bring prosperity to the land. Then there will be law and order brought to this town, and your people will be able to live peacfully. Instead of constantly being harassed by those hooligans."

"The Redbrand Ruffians are not hooligans. They are just a mercenary guild, and not all that much trouble, really. They just have a colourful name and a colourful personality."

"They are not a mercenary guild. They have taken over the town. They bully the town's people, and extort money from the town."

"Nonesense they provide a valuable servive and they are paid for their service. Even if it's a bit high."

Coming in during the conversation Damian voices his input on the Redbrand “Not to be rude but some of the folks I have talked to don’t seem to keen in being Extorted.” Pausing for a second “Anyway where are my manners I am Damian Strongshield cleric of Mordain. Target had some more questions for you Mr.Sildar.”  Turing his attention back to the other man “ My companion Saravena and I are curious about the post outside. How many Orcs have been spotted?” 

Leaving the polite conversation to Damian and the others, Tagret steps back into the open doorway so that he can both listen to Sildar and watch the goings on in the town, instantly suspicious of a mercenary guild presence.  Tagret attempts to make sense of anything that might appear unusual 

Perception 13   (OOC: once again proving that urban environments are definitely now his thing)

"Saravena Kirivalus, a pleasure to meet you," Saravena says with a small bow. "We do apologize for interrupting your discussion. We were hoping to speak with mister Sildar about an important matter, but if there is any accidents that you need townmaster we may be willing to help. Although if I may inquire, if you have a mercenary party present within this town why have you not sent them to deal with the orcs? Is that not what mercenaries are used for?"