I shake out of my daze as we traveled along and look up at the guardsman. I take in what he's asking of me and dip into a low bow.
How may I be of service to you?
Belym asks Jericho, "Is Martan around? I'd like to try something."
Tom thinks about what he can do, he has a number of years on his bones but is still young in the faith. He begins to have the seeds of doubt creep in thinking that this is too big an opponent for his skill.
He goes patient to patient, and asks them, What did ye eat the day ye fell ill?
After hearing the answers he suggests no one else be allowed to consume food from the same source or drink from the same wells. I really need t' explore the farmlands t' see this blight. Maybe I can find something there t' save these men... but it be too dangerous t' go alone...
If I were t' explore these farmlands, where were the blights first reported?
"The guards ate a roast, all of them except jericho, Sam, Walter, and Talli. it is mostly gone, but we will throw out the bones all the same. The first farm to report a blight was Lexand, but his farm is occupied by a pack of ravenous wargs, and I fear we cannot spare any guards to go with you." he says apologetically.
Ron tugs at the goat fence. Sarcastically, Aye, the walls of Jericho will surely stand forever.
These three are with me, and I take responsibility for their actions within Norwhich. What is new in town? Quickly now, we must go speak with the mayor at once!
"Look Ron, normally, that would be enough, but right now, we can't risk any trouble-" Jericho cuts Sam off "He doesn't know about that yet" she turns over to you The militia, those who didn't go with the captain to restore order, have fallen ill, except for us, Talli, and Walter. We don't know what to do, tell us you have good news" she says pleadingly. what do you do?
I shake out of my daze as we traveled along and look up at the guardsman. I take in what he's asking of me and dip into a low bow.
How may I be of service to you?
sam turns his crossbow on you and asks "Be you a Friend of Tanard, or Braxos?", you suspect he will fire if you answer wrong.
Belym asks Jericho, "Is Martan around? I'd like to try something."
[Dice=Supply]2d6
"Aye, he's in his shop, desperately trying to get enough stone to fix the walls" She replies, seeming dejected.
At the apothecary, you find they have only 4 potions left in stock, though bandages and poultices they have in plenty. what do you do?
When Ron speaks up for Sheridan, they're waist deep in their enormous pack, shuffling around for something. Too late, they wrench themselves free, producing a small brass plaque. Flashing their too-wide grin almost sheepishly, though the sight hardly summons visions of sheep, they deliver a practiced introduction. "I am Sheridan Driftwood, licensed Traveler and curator of the Traveling Arcadian Menagerie! Our concord with the Guild of Innkeepers should cover any tariffs levied in these parts. I suppose that should clear out any doubts Bucky might have left for you. He's a good lad, a bit rough on the outside, but steadfast. Ol' TAM here likely looks a sight to you and yours, but I assure you, she's out-grown her rebellious years. We're just looking to settle down and keep some wee folk company while you hardy folk get'cher business done." At mention of wee folk, Sheridan puts an arm around Conwell's shoulder and gives him a firm shake.
"The guards ate a roast, all of them except jericho, Sam, Walter, and Talli. it is mostly gone, but we will throw out the bones all the same. The first farm to report a blight was Lexand, but his farm is occupied by a pack of ravenous wargs, and I fear we cannot spare any guards to go with you." he says apologetically.
Tom smiles, It be me own burden t' bear, for I chose t' walk this path me-self. Do not feel guilt for the free man. I get the feeling this may be the end of ol' Tom. May Iisac provide a better path before me than this... or is this the one I earned? TOm thought bitterluy before speaking agiain, Please bring me t' the roast. I want t' see it with me own eyes.
Tom continues to aid the afflicted and keep the area as clean as possible, thinking about some way to make this journey. No matter what, he must leave soon or these men have no hope left.
If I'm speaking true I know not of Tanard, but if it's an enemy of Braxos is still a friend of mine!
Sheridan nods. "See? she's a friend too."
No, no good news at all. But delaying us here won't do no good.
Ron points to Conwall. This one bled at my side as we cleared the border tower of demon worshipping cultists.
He points to Sheridan. I trust this one's papers are in order.
Finally he points at Kaspar. This one's an avowed cultist and demon lover that we be bringing to justice.
There's no time for this Sam! Braxos soldiers are camped nearby, cultists are growing in power nearby, ravagers are nearby, and this bloody gate won't do a lick of good. Ye say me militia be ill? I must see to that immediately. This way Kaspar.
I nod as Ron introduces me.
Ron bled as well. Want to be clear that the bleeding was not entirely one-sided...
I follow along as Ron leads us through the gates.
Ron, I can escort Kaspar to justice...SAFELY...while you attend to the sick if you wish.
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Belym will head over to Martan's house. " I've got an idea for that hole in the wall... Meet me there as soon as you can with whatever mortar you can ready quickly.". Once he shows up, Belym will describe her plan, then slowly and carefully use her powers to extract whatever boulders she can from the ground outside the walls, and hold them in position while he mortars them in place. And trying not to draw too much attention from onlookers while this is going on.
After that work is done, Belym will ask around and try to meet up with Ron and the others.
Sheridan looks down at the brass plaque. "Papers would get wet... But I see what yer sayin' Bucky. I'll stay with them while I'm inside, if that eases yer cockles." This last she addresses to the guard.
When Ron speaks up for Sheridan, they're waist deep in their enormous pack, shuffling around for something. Too late, they wrench themselves free, producing a small brass plaque. Flashing their too-wide grin almost sheepishly, though the sight hardly summons visions of sheep, they deliver a practiced introduction. "I am Sheridan Driftwood, licensed Traveler and curator of the Traveling Arcadian Menagerie! Our concord with the Guild of Innkeepers should cover any tariffs levied in these parts. I suppose that should clear out any doubts Bucky might have left for you. He's a good lad, a bit rough on the outside, but steadfast. Ol' TAM here likely looks a sight to you and yours, but I assure you, she's out-grown her rebellious years. We're just looking to settle down and keep some wee folk company while you hardy folk get'cher business done." At mention of wee folk, Sheridan puts an arm around Conwell's shoulder and gives him a firm shake.
Sheridan looks down at the brass plaque. "Papers would get wet... But I see what yer sayin' Bucky. I'll stay with them while I'm inside, if that eases yer cockles." This last she addresses to the guard.
"Very well, it seems you're trustworthy, Ron, you keep an eye on... her". They let you through, what do you do?
If I'm speaking true I know not of Tanard, but if it's an enemy of Braxos is still a friend of mine!
"If you are a battle-brother to Ron, I suppose another sword would be helpful" They allow you through, What do you do?
No, no good news at all. But delaying us here won't do no good.
Ron points to Conwall. This one bled at my side as we cleared the border tower of demon worshipping cultists.
He points to Sheridan. I trust this one's papers are in order.
Finally he points at Kaspar. This one's an avowed cultist and demon lover that we be bringing to justice.
There's no time for this Sam! Braxos soldiers are camped nearby, cultists are growing in power nearby, ravagers are nearby, and this bloody gate won't do a lick of good. Ye say me militia be ill? I must see to that immediately. This way Kaspar.
Sam and Jericho look at each other worriedly as you bring the news. "How are we going to survive Ron? What are we going to do?" Sam asks as you pass through the gate. What do you do?
Belym will head over to Martan's house. " I've got an idea for that hole in the wall... Meet me there as soon as you can with whatever mortar you can ready quickly.". Once he shows up, Belym will describe her plan, then slowly and carefully use her powers to extract whatever boulders she can from the ground outside the walls, and hold them in position while he mortars them in place. And trying not to draw too much attention from onlookers while this is going on.
[Dice=Bender of the Elements] 2d6+2
After that work is done, Belym will ask around and try to meet up with Ron and the others.
The patch will hold, well even, and Martan thanks you. What do you do?
"The guards ate a roast, all of them except jericho, Sam, Walter, and Talli. it is mostly gone, but we will throw out the bones all the same. The first farm to report a blight was Lexand, but his farm is occupied by a pack of ravenous wargs, and I fear we cannot spare any guards to go with you." he says apologetically.Tom smiles, It be me own burden t' bear, for I chose t' walk this path me-self. Do not feel guilt for the free man. I get the feeling this may be the end of ol' Tom. May Iisac provide a better path before me than this... or is this the one I earned? TOm thought bitterluy before speaking agiain, Please bring me t' the roast. I want t' see it with me own eyes.
Tom continues to aid the afflicted and keep the area as clean as possible, thinking about some way to make this journey. No matter what, he must leave soon or these men have no hope left.
The cleaning is unpleasant, but strangely meditative, as most repetitive work is. they bring you the remains of the roast, what do you do
Getting through the gate unharmed, I stay close to Ron, keeping close watch on our friend Kaspar.
I look Sheridan over closely as we pass through the town. She looks fish-based maybe? It's a rare treat to encounter a person not descendant from apes.
Ron finally realizes how low morale has fallen.
Cheer up! We'll do as Norwhich has always done. Stand, fight, and prevail. We stood fast against the Ravagers. Last night we came upon Braxos soldiers in the forest and sent them running scared with a single Norwhich arrow. And we defeated a demon as large as a house! We have enemies, sure, but we attract more allies as well. Stand firm, and keep close watch.
Ron will lead the group to the militia barracks. When they arrive he yells, Who's in charge here?
I give Ron a smirk as he describes how the Braxos soldiers were sent running, having heard the whole story on our journey back. I say nothing, as his attempts to improve moral are important.
A burbling sound comes out of TAM as she feels the earth shift subtly under her, and Sheridan gives her a pat. "S'all right ol' girl, they're just patchin' up their reef."
Eyeing the stonekin warily, the Merfolk Traveler speaks to Conwall, who does not seem as busy as Belym or Ron. "Are you one o' the fair folk, Conwall? A shield maiden for the Seelie Court? The others seem about as comfortable with you as they are with me. I'm not used to company at th' outsider table."
[dice=Discern Realities]2d6+2
You look it over, perhaps you could salvage some poison from the remains, if you so desired. You also notice, after a long time staring, you look up, just in time see one of your assistants sprinkle something into the water they are feeding to the patients
also, a man in armour with a spear (unfamiliar to you). What d you do?
Ron finally realizes how low morale has fallen.
Cheer up! We'll do as Norwhich has always done. Stand, fight, and prevail. We stood fast against the Ravagers. Last night we came upon Braxos soldiers in the forest and sent them running scared with a single Norwhich arrow. And we defeated a demon as large as a house! We have enemies, sure, but we attract more allies as well. Stand firm, and keep close watch.
Ron will lead the group to the militia barracks. When they arrive he yells, Who's in charge here?
You come in to find a charnel hall, blood and other, less familiar fluids lay on the flood, which bears stains of more fluids. Men lay dying in the beds, or else spilling their stomachs onto the floor. all the lavatories are taken as well. when you ask who is in charge, most of them indicate a stranger, in priestly garb, who seems to be intently examining last night's dinner. What do you do?
I laugh at Sheridan good naturedly. I'm amused by the question, but my response is free of scorn.
Haven't been called the fair folk in a hundred summers. I'm not sure where the idea of the Seelie Court came from. Sometimes the diaspora likes to tell tales. I could teach you about our houses when time is less of the essence of you'd like. I'm quite curious about you though, if I may so bold you resemble the fish that pass through the great Forest on their way from the mountains. Are you of the rivers?
Once Belym finishes up at the gate, she'll head out and catch up to the party (it shouldn't be hard to find the elf, the fish-man, and the giant mollusk by asking around.)
Tom harvests the poison carefully and stows it away, seeing the assistant he says, So this was no accident! Someone, grab ahold of that person!
Too far to give good chase, he takes advantage of Ron's entrance, You! The large man, please help! They slipped something in that patient's water!
Tom will try to catch the assistant himself as well.
As the priest tackles the soldier to the ground, Ron moves forward and puts Remorse's tip to the soldier's throat. Halt Faolan!
Without looking away from Faolan, Ron speaks to the priest. Why do you accuse one of my soldiers?
The sky folk had such strange names for the currents. Sheridan could never keep them straight. She couldn't recall if a river was a gravitational current or a solar current. "We're from where the waters are as the air. Currents braided deep enough to blot out the sun. When I first met with TAM, I didn't know what happened where the sky touches the earth. I only knew there wasn't enough room for all of us anymore."
Sheridan ties up TAM outside the baracks and follows Bucky in. TAM rolls up into her shell.
Tom harvests the poison carefully and stows it away, seeing the assistant he says, So this was no accident! Someone, grab ahold of that person!
Too far to give good chase, he takes advantage of Ron's entrance, You! The large man, please help! They slipped something in that patient's water!
Tom will try to catch the assistant himself as well.
[dice=Hack and Slash?]2d6+2
Once you shout, the man bolts for the back door, but you are quick, he tries to push past you, but years at sea, and with a rough crew, has left you strong, and your time as a healer has made you skilled in the art of holding men down (many healing arts are painful)
You pin him solidly, almost breaking his arm in the struggle, and he squirms futiley to escape, what do you do?
Ron quickly takes in the scene and sticks his spear out to trip the fleeing Faolan.
[Dice=H&S (non lethal)]2d6+2
If the man is tripped up, Ron will spin the spear to point as his throat. Halt Faolan!
Without looking away from Faolan, Ron speaks to the priest. Why do you accuse one of my soldiers?
You spring to action, but find it unnecessary, as Tom pins down Faolan, What do you do?
The sky folk had such strange names for the currents. Sheridan could never keep them straight. She couldn't recall if a river was a gravitational current or a solar current. "We're from where the waters are as the air. Currents braided deep enough to blot out the sun. When I first met with TAM, I didn't know what happened where the sky touches the earth. I only knew there wasn't enough room for all of us anymore."
Sheridan ties up TAM outside the baracks and follows Bucky in. TAM rolls up into her shell.
You walk in to find a large man laying on top of another man, holding his arms in a way that looks rather painful. Meanwhile Bucky raises his spear, and is shouting at the two men on the floor. What do you do?
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The collision occurred just as the Merfolk ducked into the door. "Oh, fun!" Sheridan jumps on the dogpile.
The collision occurred just as the Merfolk ducked into the door. "Oh, fun!" Sheridan jumps on the dogpile.
[Dice=Interfere]2d6
as she dives toward the men gleefully, two other men grab her, and hold her by the arms. "Who the hell are you? What the hell are you doing?" They yell as one of them tries to bind your hands. What do you do?
Conwall
A little way into the town, near the burned building, Kaspar collapses, wheezing and coughing, what do you do?
Belym
As you reach the Barracks, where everyone but Conwall has gone, you find Ron, and Iron Tom[b] are holding a man down, while two others are holding [b]Sheridan. what do you do?
Illness is foreign thing to the long living elves. I should bring him to where the rest of the sick people are! I help him to his feet and rush him into the barracks.
Help! Help! This man needs assistance!
Illness is foreign thing to the long living elves. I should bring him to where the rest of the sick people are! I help him to his feet and rush him into the barracks.
Help! Help! This man needs assistance!
As you try to pull him up, you see that, in the ashes, Kaspar has drawn a small summoning circle, and he is disguising chanting behind the wheezes. What do you do?
Tom sees the convergence of the different people and the shouting and confusion caused by his outburst, This isn't me home, I must be careful in me zealous accusations...
I apologize for being so rash, but I investigated the meal the guard ate last night and discovered a foul poison had tainted the roast. I collected a sample and went I turned my attention back t' caring for the ill I saw this Faolin adding something t' a patient's water! What was it? Answer me! Tom keeps the pressure on Faolin's arm.
The traveler looks up from Tom and Faolin wrestling on the floor to see the chaos behind them. "Oh my, Looks like I misread the room, folks. Dan Driftwood, caretaker of curious creatures. I dare say if y'd free my hand I could show you my placard."
Dan looks about to see if he can figure out how he and his collection could be useful in this situation.
Belym, seeing the chaos and hearing part of the priest's statement, quickly bars the door behind her, then moves to cut off any other exits from the room. "Ron, let me know if you need help with anything."
First, Ron speaks to the two men holding Sheridan. Let go of her now!
To the priest, Poison?
Ron reaches into his pack with his off hand, pulls out a small vial, and hands it to the priest.
This be anti-toxin. Give it to one of the worst off. Belym, take Roach and go buy out the apothecary. We'll need as much as possible.
Ron finally turns back to Faolan. You be caught Faolan. Explain yourself, quickly.
" Right. I'll be back in a hurry.". Belym heads out, telling the militiaman closest to the door not to let anyone leave without Ron's approval.
Well, that'll show me to offer compassion.
I drive Catastrope into his back.
The traveler looks up from Tom and Faolin wrestling on the floor to see the chaos behind them. "Oh my, Looks like I misread the room, folks. Dan Driftwood, caretaker of curious creatures. I dare say if y'd free my hand I could show you my placard."
Dan looks about to see if he can figure out how he and his collection could be useful in this situation.
[dice=Discern Realities]2d6+2
Both the men tighten their grips, and one is about to strike you when Bucky calls them off. they let you go, and turn to Bucky saying "Sorry Ron, we didn't know She was with you. Who is this... Fish?". Meanwhile, what do you do?
First, Ron speaks to the two men holding Sheridan. Let go of her now!
To the priest, Poison?
Ron reaches into his pack with his off hand, pulls out a small vial, and hands it to the priest.
This be anti-toxin. Give it to one of the worst off. Belym, take Roach and go buy out the apothecary. We'll need as much as possible.
Ron finally turns back to Faolan. You be caught Faolan. Explain yourself, quickly.
Faolan turns his head to look at you. "Ron, I'm sorry, but the man came to me. he told me how many Braxan soldiers there were out there. He said that if I did this, They would let my family live. I couldn't risk Jenna and Sidney. I'm sorry" He says. What do you do?
" Right. I'll be back in a hurry.". Belym heads out, telling the militiaman closest to the door not to let anyone leave without Ron's approval.
[Dice=supply]2d6
"That many is gonna cost extra. It'll almost deplete our stock, so Henry and I will be up late making more for a fortnight, It'll run you 360 gold" The apothecary tells you when you tell him that you need two dozen antitoxins. Do you pay it (at a 1.5 markup)?
Well, that'll show me to offer compassion.
I drive Catastrope into his back.
Catastrophe runs through the cultist, creating a red streak on the ground. As you extricate the blade from the man's corpse (more blood everywhere as the barbs tear out flesh) Jericho calls out in horror [i]"What did that man do to deserve your blade. He was a prisoner, helpless!" She shouts as she and Sam bring their crossbows to face you. what do you do?
Seeing Ron's influence, Tom speaks to him, It seems there have been someone spreading blight in this area. Speaking with those around here they started in some nearby farms. I was planning on investigating those areas myself, but I could use some able bodied help. This stinks of evildoer' influence. pausing a bit and letting the armhole up some, I'm just glad I caught the love trouble first, I almost left this morning without inspecting the roast.
Sheridan scratches their cheak. "If yer folk are sufferin' from a poison, I may be of some assistance after all. I've got a little friend that might be able to clean out 'cher guttyworks..."
Slowly and carefully, they shrug of their pack and begin shuffling through the cages. They're looking for a Blood Urchin. Their sting will paralyze your limbs for a good minute, but the venom will clear out your blood and your stomach within the hour.
• It is either consumable or faulty, and will only work once
• It was not intended to be used for this
• It will take a lot of time and effort to use properly
• It won't work unless you _____
• The curio's effects are incredibly specific
• You get something close to what you want, but not quite
• You'll need help from _____ to use it safely
Belym mutters about how it's appalling to be overcharged for the town's defense, but doesn't have time to argue. She'll pay the man and head back to the barracks as quickly as possible. She also warns them of the Braxan troops in the nearby woods, so it may not be safe to gather materials for the next few days.
Sheridan scratches their cheak. "If yer folk are sufferin' from a poison, I may be of some assistance after all. I've got a little friend that might be able to clean out 'cher guttyworks..."
Slowly and carefully, they shrug of their pack and begin shuffling through the cages. They're looking for a Blood Urchin. Their sting will paralyze your limbs for a good minute, but the venom will clear out your blood and your stomach within the hour.
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You likely can't see it on account of all the blood but this man was attempting to summon an Asmodean off their blank stare A devil. He may not have carried a sword but he was far from helpless. Ask Ron what damage this man could have done with a few I'll placed words.
I give a shrug and slowly (as to not alarm the guards) I wipe the blade clean.
Sheridan retrieves the bowl where the urchins are being kept and looks around for a wash tub. "They pack a bite, but they'll clear you out in an hour. I'll understand if yer not all trippin' over yerselves to be the first volunteer. I 'cn show y'all how it's done an' take the first dose if it'll settle yer nerves."
The Traveler takes her time finding the best available tub or basin, and pours the waters in. She waits to see if anyone trusts a talking shark that wants to stick them with something.
You likely can't see it on account of all the blood but this man was attempting to summon an Asmodean off their blank stare A devil. He may not have carried a sword but he was far from helpless. Ask Ron what damage this man could have done with a few I'll placed words.
I give a shrug and slowly (as to not alarm the guards) I wipe the blade clean.
"Be that as it may" Jericho calls out as Sam climbs down a ladder "I am afraid I must insist that You put down your weapons, and allow Sam to bind your hands, until this can be straightened out." Sam approaches you, with a short length of rope. What do you do?
Sheridan retrieves the bowl where the urchins are being kept and looks around for a wash tub. "They pack a bite, but they'll clear you out in an hour. I'll understand if yer not all trippin' over yerselves to be the first volunteer. I 'cn show y'all how it's done an' take the first dose if it'll settle yer nerves."
The Traveler takes her time finding the best available tub or basin, and pours the waters in. She waits to see if anyone trusts a talking shark that wants to stick them with something.
One man stands up "You say this'll get all the poison out?" He says as he removes his trousers and climbs into the tim "Then let's get to it". How many of these do you have?
Damn it Faolan, on yer feet. He gestures to the two that were holding Sheri. Bind Faolan please.
Now Faolan ... Tell me everything ye know about this man ye speak of. And tell me where be the rest of yer poison.
I pause for a minute, considering the possible outcomes. I'd rather thing not get more violent than they have to be. Still, this is ludicrous.
Jericho was it? I have no wish to impede your duties, and I fully understand your desire to get to the bottom of this killing that I in no way relish.
I look at Catastrophe longingly, like an cherished friend.
That being said, I'm afraid I simply can no more set Catastrophe on the ground or hand her to a stranger than one could a new hatchling. May I offer a compromise? I wish no further bloodshed. Allow me to place Catastrophe securely in her scabbard on my front and I'll allow you to bind my hands on my back where I cannot reach her.
Sensing they'll need me to take the first move, I very slowly sheath my sword, slide it around my front, place my hands behind my back and turn around to give the guards access.
Damn it Faolan, on yer feet. He gestures to the two that were holding Sheri. Bind Faolan please.
Now Faolan ... Tell me everything ye know about this man ye speak of. And tell me where be the rest of yer poison.
Faolan stands, and accepts his bonds with some measure of dignity. "The man approached me yesterday afternoon, he had a sword, and I'm a butcher, not a fighter. He overpowered me. He was tall, had short hair, and a young face. I don't know how he snuck into town, but with Garrin gone, the millia was a bit lax. he told me that a Braxan army was encamped nearby, and that Norwich was first on their list. He said I could save my family, all i had to do was add a powder to the rub I put on the garrison's meal. I was scared, scared for My wife and daughter. What would you have done."
"I put it on, and stowed most of it in my shop. I kept a little, to make sure the job was done. I'm sorry Ron He is nearly in tears by the end, because of guilt, or because he faces the noose you don't know. What do you do?
I pause for a minute, considering the possible outcomes. I'd rather thing not get more violent than they have to be. Still, this is ludicrous.
Jericho was it? I have no wish to impede your duties, and I fully understand your desire to get to the bottom of this killing that I in no way relish.
I look at Catastrophe longingly, like an cherished friend.
That being said, I'm afraid I simply can no more set Catastrophe on the ground or hand her to a stranger than one could a new hatchling. May I offer a compromise? I wish no further bloodshed. Allow me to place Catastrophe securely in her scabbard on my front and I'll allow you to bind my hands on my back where I cannot reach her.
[dice=Parley with placing the sword out of reach as the leverage]2d6+1
Sensing they'll need me to take the first move, I very slowly sheath my sword, slide it around my front, place my hands behind my back and turn around to give the guards access.
"Very well" She says, and Sam binds you securely. He helps you up the ladder, before going off to find Ron. Jericho pours herself a glass of wine (watered, of course), and offers you a sip, before settling back. "So, what brings an elf to Norwich?" She asks. What do you do?
I politely decline the wine.
In the course of my travels, I discovered that Norwich and surrounding villages were in grave danger. We raced here to warn you all. Again, my good friend Ron can vouch for me.
I politely decline the wine.
In the course of my travels, I discovered that Norwich and surrounding villages were in grave danger. We raced here to warn you all. Again, my good friend Ron can vouch for me.
"Aye, and I've no doubt that I will be grateful of that, but why aren't you among the great houses? I have heard of the splendor of the elven lands, why would you leave?" Jericho asks. What do you do?