"A stone! Ah, but this one doesn't look like our picture... What do we do now? Should we go back and tell the captain, or continue to see if we can find the stone they're looking for?" Darius asks.
Nothing stands out to you it seems the orcs have camped here for a little while, possibly a few days. These orcs could be from the hold of Belkzen, but you're not sure; they don't wear any distinctive markings.
"Well, there is no sense just in going back if it's here. It is unfortunate that I'm not very good at tracking or searching, else I would help you more." Darius says to his group.
Do you think you found something?" Darius asks Logen.
"Sounds like a plan. We'll need to restock sometime as well." replies Darius.
Darius stays behind, making sure that no one sneaks up on the small group.
The travel back to castle Firrine is without any major problems. You loose your directions a few times but regains it fast only wasting little time. It is however still night time when you arrive and having walked the last few hours in darkness the light of your new home is a welcome sight. After a little trouble getting in you're instructed to get some sleep and report in the morning.
"And you seem to have your landlegs!" Darius says with a big laugh clasping Logen on the shoulder as well, though not nearly as strong.
Ah. Stinging. Ah. is the thought going through Darius' mind as he rubs the shoulder Logen hit.
Mirela enters the mess hall at castle Firrine and looks up and down the long tables. A smile plays across her lips as she spots the some what rough looking halforc sitting next to the well groomed human. " That's got to be them. "
Watching them talk and eat for another minute or two Mirela then rearranges her features to a matronly scowl and marches over to their table. " Baccus and Wright? What are you doing down here? The Sgt Major was expecting your report at the crack of dawn! You've kept him waiting for more than half the hour! " she barks and then pauses to see if either man will splutter. Realising she hasn't kept her face straight a smile errupts onto her face "Ah I've never been any good at faking cross. ha haa! Graymoor did send me to get you though. Just to remind you to report in after you eat. I'm Mirela. "
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Originally when Mirela starts shouting, Logen looks up with a here we go again look, then after a moment a bit confused. After a minute when he gets a devilish smile on "Normally I'm not much for taking orders, but for you I might make an exception" he chuckles "Well met, ye can just call me Logen, especially since nobody really calls me captain this far from the deep blue"
"You're a Captain? Of what?" Darius asks in disbelief.
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Logen chuckles "I remember when I first asked people in the army to address me as Captain, caused quite a bit of confusion. One little green welp actually jumped up and saluted me" he smiles at the memeory "I got a ship and a few men waiting fer me when this business is all done. The Reaver, she's a beauty, outruns most vessels and has a few contraptions that makes it excellent for boarding. But I can't be goin' and tellin ya all me secrets"
"That sounds like a wise idea, Logen. I shall leave it to you while I report to the lord. I've given speeches to him in the past, so this shall be easy for me."
And with that, Darius goes into his personal quarters and begins writing a summary that details their findings. It goes on to mention about the dead couple, the items the Goblins were trying to find, and that they were not able to complete the mission without further information. He then goes on to request increased supplies including extra rations, increased man power, and higher quality equipment. He also requests that the Goblin is properly dealt with, including an interigation, as well as adequate food and water.
After finishing his wonderful report, Darius brings it to the lord of the castle.
"My lord, it is a great honor to be back in your presence. I wish to submit my report to you detailing what all had happened. And if you wish, I may also read it to you out loud."
Mirela follows Logen, wanting to see this goblin they caught but also to get a look at one of her new troop. " Mind if I tag along? " she asks following the halforc to the cells anyway.
As Logen walks into the goblins cell Mirela leans Her small frame against the cell bars and glares at the goblin.
As you walk down into the basement a couple of guards looks at the tro og you and inquires: "What do you want?
Looking over the two of you he mumbles: "Suit yourself. The keys are over on the wall." and points.
Logen grunts "I dont mind, things might get ugly if he's a little rude tho"
" I'm sure I'll be able to handle it. " she replies with a smile.
The goblin scrambles from it's rest hand hurries to one of the far away corners of the cell while hissing something at you.
Pinky beasts, Gnot will kill you.
Leaning against the cell bars trying to seem at ease Mirela looks to Logen to see if he understands the Goblin and then translates.
"He said Gnot will kill us... Not sure if he means himself?"
Then she looks to the Goblin and spits a question back at him in his own language.
A flash of surprise appears on the goblins face, but it quickly returns to it's hostile default.
I Gnot. Gnot betray mistress.
After answering the creature seems to regret its reply.
Clearly afraid of Mirela the goblin pushes it self further away from the two of you and in a weeping voice answers:
Don't hurt Gnot, Gnot tell you. Mistress rules in swarm, mistress make Gnot's tribe serve her.
Mirela translates for Logen.
" He says: Not to hurt him, he'll talk. Then he said that his mistress rules in swarm, that she makes his tribe serve her... Any idea what he's talking about? Any thing you'd like me to ask?"
After Mirela has translate Logen's question the goblin looks puzzled as if it doesn't understands the question, then replys: "You not know Mistress? Not fear her? But she one of you.
Capt. Gauntwood looks up from his daily reports at you when you state your wish. "Very well Darius. It really is the Sgt. Major that handles debriefing, but I'll humour you for old times sake."
"Thank you, sir." Darius says.
The captain gestures with his hand. "Go on then."
The goblin stares at Logen when he questions it noticing his reaction. When Mirela translates it smiles briefly regaining a little courage. "She is Mistress, most wrathfull ruler of all, the queen of hex."
"Sir, I'll let you read that whilest I ready the rest of my troops. They are currently gathering intellegence from the captive prisoner. Is there anything you wish to let them know in the meantime?" Darius asks.
Mirela is surprised by the goblins answer. Translating it somewhat holtingly for Logen.
Another witch?
She looks back and forth from Logen to the Goblin as the Halforc stares down Gnot and then jumps back as Logen pounces upon Gnot.
"Quick! Her name, he wants the mistress's name!" she says in Goblin.
Nodding at your suggestion the captain takes your rapport, places it un top of a stack of papers and waves you off with a: "Thank you, I have notning at the moment."
Whatever courage the goblin might have had left vanishes when Logen gets hold of it. Looking scared at Mirela for a translation, it stammers: "Mistress, Mistress. We call her only Mistress."
Confused by Logen's reaction the goblin answers: "She like you, talks like you" and points at Mirela
" What?! " Mirela exclaims completely surprised.
She backs up a bit from Logen and the goblin and looking to Logen she says " I swear, I have no idea what he's talking about. He must have mistaken me for someone else. "