Just as Khablar speaks he trips over a Chest loaded with Gems.
"Why, no, my rather large friend, no one has seen simple valuables anywhere about. I have no idea why you think they might be missing." The grin on his face, combined with him pointing out the baubles and chest suggest the words themselves are probably not actually meaningful.
Dwarf Cook: Roars with laughter."Seems he might be a little blind."
Rosy laughs lightly as well, shaking her head, "Just looks like money."
Lt. "Hawkeye": She walks in with a Raven on her shoulder."We will gather as much as we can for you. But it might be best for you to get some dinner and sleep."
That sounds like a good idea to Khalbar. He hefts his gear and starts to head back to shore and the Rusty Dragon.
"We'll be back in the morning to see what other interesting things are on board."
"I wonder if the Sherriff will still be wanting us to help police the festival tomorrow evening? That plus I need to find out all I can about the thistletop goblins and their strange leader?"
Rosy trips off home with her book to play with, toys for the kids, and a shiny new necklace! Sleep sounds good.
'Dada leaves with his share of the goods, but heads neither to the house of his mother nor to the Rusty Dragon. Instead he goes to a smaller establishment, one thick with Varisians preparing for the next day.
He walks in, nodding to those who look him in the eyes, and goes to the 'keep. Reaching into the bag, he pulls out a good handful of the baubles, and then another, dropping them on the counter. In Varisian, "Drinks to the memory of a lithe, lively, luscious woman who will not dance with us again." The crowd accepts the drinks in silence, and waits as one. "Nadya Purrun!" and Gudada downs his drink. The room calls "Nadya" and each downs their own drink. 'Dada turns to leave, and as he walks back out through the room, the noise returns to normal in his wake.
When he reaches the home of his mother, he replaces the black bees'-wax 24 hour candle on the table with a new one, lights it from the stub of the previous, and adds the stub to the collection of those which have already been used. "3 more. 3 more and my obligation will have been met. But what do I do then? How long before I find a clan where I can contribute instead of being extra?"
Tomorrow as you wake up you hear some loud sounds of people both finishing some final preparations & starting with the Festival. You know the Openning Speeches are going to begin in 2 Hours.
Jakob gets up early and says his prayers to his god and puts on his armor and grabs his new talking hammer.
well let us see what glory we can gain for Torag today.
He states to the hammer.
Rosy climbs out of bed a little late, ruffling at her fluffy red hair rather than organizing it, and yawns to herself as she goes to see what's happening outside. She brings her new book, and petal wrapped around her wrist.
Arzug: "Yes. Let us protect this celebration."
'Dada rolls off his pallet, and turns towards his mother's bed. He stands, facing where she would have been for a few moments, before grabbing the leftover bread and ale, and some cheese, to break the night's fast.
He glances across the equipment he was gifted the day before, securing some of it to the new pack, but putting his juggling tools in the pack. Then he picks out the brightest and most garish of his limited wardrobe, the easier to catch the revelers' eyes.
As he opens the door and heads outside, the young man plasters a smile on his face and tries to become the happy and cheerful entertainer the crowd would expect. "Now, where to set up? Just off the square where the Mayor will speak? Down the road a bit so that I won't have to stop when he starts?"
Khalbar rises and eats a simple breakfast in the Rusty Dragon. He then chooses to stroll down by the Festival Grounds lookign for the sherrif from the day before. He just wants to verify the deal they made and check out the rules of engagement for today.
Sheriff: The Sheriff is dealing with a small scuffle between a couple of Merchants.
Fine morning I think.
Jakob will take a walk and watch those around just for the pleasure in watching people go about their day.
If yaz be sayin it be true den. When do wez be gettin to da proectin
Jakob looks down at the hammer and chuckles.
what you be laughin at der boy
Still can't ger over finding you and the fact you are talking brother
Khalbar sees the sherrif interrupting the dispute between the two merchants. "Ho, brother! Need any assistance with this lot?"
Khal steps in front of the nearest of the two, looks him square in the eye in a menacign way and growls, "I think your dispute just ended unless you want to end up on the wrong side of my blade.
Merchant 1: Backs down and turns away.
Merchant 2: Sighing in relief."Thank you for your aid. He was trying to force me to give him coin or else he would ruin my business..."
Sheriff: He turn to you as he goes to leave."Thanks! I will leave this area for you! I have to get to the main point of celebration to deal with some guards supposedly seeing goblins or such."
Wandering through the slowly building crowd, Gudada settles on being closer to the center of things and finds a spot on the far edge of the clearing where the speeches were most likely to be given, and begins unpacking his juggling tools. He grins like a fool, chatting with children nearby, as he gets himself set to begin a show.
Rosy herds another group of the Orphanage kids out to the festival, smiling a bit and waving at those she recognizes from their previous adventure.
So when da we be gettin to the glory
People around Jakob look at him oddly as a man not movimg his lips speaks but most shake it off as him being some performer for the occasion.
Laughing to himself again.
Well we are here to protect and serve the people. If there is trouble we will be in the thick of it I promose you.
After finding himself something to stand on, Gudada starts a minor juggling display. His eyes stay on the objects he's tossing, but he keeps watching the crowd, looking for mod and attention so he can try to adjust his show to keep the crowd involved.
"Goblins, eh?" Khalbar thinks to himself.
"I hope some of that sniveling lot comes this way, I'm in a mood to deal some destruction on goblins now, especially if they're from this Thistletop tribe."
True to his word he watches the crowd gather and swell for the festival and does his best to keep the peace if anything seems out of order.
As the day goes on nothing of major concern happens. At least until...
A sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun's setting rays paint the western sky. A stray dog that has crawled under a nearby wagon to sleep starts awake, and the buzz of two dozen conversations quickly hushes as all heads turn toward the central podium, where a beaming Father Zantus has taken the stage. He clears his throat, takes a breath to speak, and suddenly a woman's scream slices through the air. A few moments later, another scream rises, then another. Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises high-pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human. The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear. As blood pools around its head, the raucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.
GOBLINS CHEW AND GOBLINS BITE
GOBLINS CUT AND GOBLINS FIGHT.
STAB THE DOG AND CUT THE HORSE
GOBLINS EAT AND TAKE BY FORCE!
GOBLINS RACE AND GOBLINS JUMP
GOBLINS SLASH AND GOBLINS BUMP.
BURN THE SKIN AND MASH THE HEAD
GOBLINS HERE AND YOU BE DEAD!
CHASE THE BABY, CATCH THE PUP.
BONK THE HEAD TO SHUT IT UP.
BONES BE CRACKED, FLESH BE STEWED.
WE BE GOBLINS! YOU BE FOOD!
Not to far from where you all ended up being around you see 3 Goblins sitting all around the group.
Sheriff: "There really was Goblins!? Everyone evacuate the square leave this to the Guards and Soldiers!"
Sitting with an ale, on a well-deserved break from his entertaining, 'Dada looks at the goblins with open surprise, and then displeasure. Dropping his ale, he turns to, and pulls the new blade from, the sheath tied to the side of the pack.
"No, little ones. We are not food for you." he calls out in Varisian as he moves to join what he hopes will be a very lop-sided fight, and NOT in the goblins' favor.
You notice that the Goblins are just making a ruckus & steal things.
lools like you shall have your fight Azrug
Aye let us smite dem down
A low pitch giggle seems to be coming from Jakobs hammer.
After being initial shocked by the disturbance, Khalbar sees the goblin group nearby and plunges forward, swinging his Great Axe as he comes. A cry of "For Alia" escapes his lips as he enters the fray.
Jakob will step towards the nearest goblin and swing
Feel de wrath of Torag and me vengence you foul creature!
Khalbar cleaves one of the Goblins, who was busy stuffing his pants with food, in the back as the Goblin turned to see what the sound was. The Goblin shrieks in Pain as he falls to the ground writhing in Pain.
Jakob swings Arzug and nails a Second, who had just lit a cat on fire, in the Back causing it to let out a single Gasp of pain before collapsing on the ground coughing up blood.
The last one is to busy laughing as a 4th Goblin falls and impales himself on a Fence.
Rosy mutters to herself, herding children to safety for the most part as they kill the goblins. She keeps an eye to make sure that none get near any of her charges.
@Rosy: You hear one of the young girls scream. As you turn to see to her you see a Goblin running towards the Kids waving a torch, but before you can react to the Goblin it trips and sets itself on fire then runs around in circles and then falls on its own weapon and dying.
Rosy had drawn a hand back to cast, and just ends up snorting and pulling at the kids to get them out of the open.
The Third Goblin spends its turn trying to open a bottle of wine and succeeding only to get covered in said wine then cursing in Goblin.
It is just a long stream of what is commonly accepted as the Goblin equivalent to the F & S Words.
'Dada scrambles forward, looking to stop the goblins he knows about.
As you swing at the Goblin you just miss him as he ducks to pick up a leg of chicken he seen next to him.
Once all the children are chased into buildings and hopefully safe, Rosy comes running back out, looking wildly about for any more goblins to attack.
The only one that is within easy attack that you notice is the one on the table that everyone is missing.
Jakob will charge the last goblin he sees.
get yur back into it boy swing me better than dat
In case the Talking Hammer doesn't make contact, Khalbar steps in and attempts to end things.
Assuming that settles matters, Khalbar looks around for more enemies in the square or where they might be coming from.
Jakob swings and watches the hammer land right next to the Goblin.
Khalbar on the other hand swings and splits its skull.
As of now you don't see anymore goblins in your immediate area but you see them causing Havoc elsewhere. As you look around you see Father Zantus moving toward you.
Father Zantus: As he reaches you he starts panting.[b]"Are you injured?"[b]