Some deer wander through the town ruins in the early morning well before dawn's twilight and Rinn is reminded of Gralk's mentioning a helpful spirit in the area, but nothing disturbs your camp.
As the sky begins to brighten, you break camp and head toward Butterskull Ranch.
You arrive an hour or two after high meridian.
The fencing is in good repair, there are hands, human, goblinkin, and daraktan in the fields, working with the livestock, doing maintenance chores, working the smithy, and whatnot.
Big Al is on the porch having a rather animated discussion with an ogre of all things.
"Look, if you see them on my ranch, catch them, use them for firewood or sell them to that fellow at the mansion, I don't care! Just keep them off my ranch!"
Silenus looks over at Rinn as they arrive at the ranch.
"So which one is the Big Al dude? That one?" Silenus asks, pointing at the one talking to the ogre. "And did the gnarly white dragon really attack this place?"
Rinn nods, "Yeah, that is Big Al." He looks around at all the work being done, "It's definitely come a long way since I last saw this place. I'm glad Big Al has been able to get some help from and provide shelter for all these goblins and orcs. They were in dire need of it."
"Hey! Rinn! Good to see you!", Big Al calls as he walks down the wrapping porch steps to greet you.
"Cragmaw clan been good for business, both labor and buyers. The daraktan and I was a bit rougher given our last encounter, but I came round.", Al shrugs.
"These twig blights! They'd be fine if the just stayed by a rose bush or something, but the attack anything not another one of them unless you got some charm to keep them happy. They burn slow and hot though, so great for the smithy or winter.", Al sighs heavily.
"Anyway, what can I do for you? And who are your friends?"
"We've more spears than we ever used before but they seem effective in chasing off maticore and dragon alike. It has been too lively if I'm honest.", Big Al says gesturing to a line of spears and halberds along the porch.
"So it might be coming back soon?" Silenus says more to himself than to anyone else.
He looks around the ranch to where the livestock are and whether there are any high points near them where someone could leap from to land on a cattle rustling dragon.
"Which direction does the nasty dragon dude fly off in?"
"I heard it was in Phandalin since being here. Few folks seem to think it's coming from somewhere south of us. It'd be easy for it to find a place to hold up anywhere in the giant toes, icespire peaks or sword mountains."
"I don't think it's south enough to be regularly bothering Gnomengrad or we'd see sky fires for sure."
"Anyway, if you all deal with it, I'm sure there will be rewards."
"If y'all are staying for grub, you're welcome. We can rearrange things to get you a bunk or you can camp near the smithy. If you want to pitch in we need help weeding, patroling for them twigs, tending to the hogs, and mucking corals. If you're looking for supplies see the head cook or the smithy."
Jasmine likely spends her time resting, gathering ingredients (components), hunting twig blights, and helping in the gardens and with the goats (a new addition to the farming portion of the ranch).
Rinn asks Big Al if he has any incense or a small brass brazier anywhere on the property. If so, he will find a quiet place to ritually cast Find Familiar.
Once everyone has rested, he will suggest a trek back to Phandalin to investigate the dragon attack and try to locate it.
Silenus will happily spend some time hunting down twig blight and cracking them in half and then spend the rest playing music and chatting with everyone at the ranch.
The daraktan have a female shaman who has a brass blazer you can use and sells you incense as 3/4 market price. (7.5 gp cost for you for find familiar. )
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Silenus Perception: 4 Survival: 22
Rinn's Perception check: 10
Rinn's Survival check: 13
Some deer wander through the town ruins in the early morning well before dawn's twilight and Rinn is reminded of Gralk's mentioning a helpful spirit in the area, but nothing disturbs your camp.
As the sky begins to brighten, you break camp and head toward Butterskull Ranch.
You arrive an hour or two after high meridian.
The fencing is in good repair, there are hands, human, goblinkin, and daraktan in the fields, working with the livestock, doing maintenance chores, working the smithy, and whatnot.
Big Al is on the porch having a rather animated discussion with an ogre of all things.
"Look, if you see them on my ranch, catch them, use them for firewood or sell them to that fellow at the mansion, I don't care! Just keep them off my ranch!"
Silenus looks over at Rinn as they arrive at the ranch.
"So which one is the Big Al dude? That one?" Silenus asks, pointing at the one talking to the ogre. "And did the gnarly white dragon really attack this place?"
Rinn nods, "Yeah, that is Big Al." He looks around at all the work being done, "It's definitely come a long way since I last saw this place. I'm glad Big Al has been able to get some help from and provide shelter for all these goblins and orcs. They were in dire need of it."
"Hey! Rinn! Good to see you!", Big Al calls as he walks down the wrapping porch steps to greet you.
"Cragmaw clan been good for business, both labor and buyers. The daraktan and I was a bit rougher given our last encounter, but I came round.", Al shrugs.
"These twig blights! They'd be fine if the just stayed by a rose bush or something, but the attack anything not another one of them unless you got some charm to keep them happy. They burn slow and hot though, so great for the smithy or winter.", Al sighs heavily.
"Anyway, what can I do for you? And who are your friends?"
Silenus hops forward and holds out his hand to shake with Big Al.
"Silenus, regular sized Silenus," Silenus says. "Happy to make your awesome acquaintance, Big Al dude."
He then looks around the ranch.
"Did a white dragon really come and trash the place? We're totally looking for it now."
"Haven't seen the white in weeks, but, Aye, it's taken a few cattle and some hogs. Freezes everything first then flies off with it.", Big Al answers.
"We've more spears than we ever used before but they seem effective in chasing off maticore and dragon alike. It has been too lively if I'm honest.", Big Al says gesturing to a line of spears and halberds along the porch.
"So it might be coming back soon?" Silenus says more to himself than to anyone else.
He looks around the ranch to where the livestock are and whether there are any high points near them where someone could leap from to land on a cattle rustling dragon.
"Which direction does the nasty dragon dude fly off in?"
Big Al answers
"I heard it was in Phandalin since being here. Few folks seem to think it's coming from somewhere south of us. It'd be easy for it to find a place to hold up anywhere in the giant toes, icespire peaks or sword mountains."
"I don't think it's south enough to be regularly bothering Gnomengrad or we'd see sky fires for sure."
"Anyway, if you all deal with it, I'm sure there will be rewards."
The ranch is largely low rolling pastoral hills, smooth grass covered land.
"If y'all are staying for grub, you're welcome. We can rearrange things to get you a bunk or you can camp near the smithy. If you want to pitch in we need help weeding, patroling for them twigs, tending to the hogs, and mucking corals. If you're looking for supplies see the head cook or the smithy."
"I gotta join the milking crew in a few minutes."
Silenus smiles and nods his thanks, though he has no interest in doing chores.
"Though I don't like those little stick dudes. I'll definitely crush some of them if those gnarly little imps cross my path."
He looks to Rinn and their now new traveling companion, translating anything she didn't catch into Sylvan.
"What do you think? Spend the night then pick a mountain and go take a look?"
Rinn nods, "Sure, some downtime might be good. We've spent quite a bit of time on the road. Thank you Big Al."
Long rest and level up!
How do you spend your time?
Jasmine likely spends her time resting, gathering ingredients (components), hunting twig blights, and helping in the gardens and with the goats (a new addition to the farming portion of the ranch).
Once ready, where are you going?
Rinn asks Big Al if he has any incense or a small brass brazier anywhere on the property. If so, he will find a quiet place to ritually cast Find Familiar.
Once everyone has rested, he will suggest a trek back to Phandalin to investigate the dragon attack and try to locate it.
Silenus will happily spend some time hunting down twig blight and cracking them in half and then spend the rest playing music and chatting with everyone at the ranch.
"Phandalin sounds good, dude," Silenus says.
The daraktan have a female shaman who has a brass blazer you can use and sells you incense as 3/4 market price. (7.5 gp cost for you for find familiar. )