Triel allows a small grin of satisfaction to creep onto her face behind her helm.
Only for a moment, though. It's replaced by a scowl. She stands, letting the church's light shine on her. Highlighting the bloodstains on her scale mail.
"Posloucháš mě? Dobrá. To znamená, že nebudu muset opakovat."
Triel folds her arms behind her back and begins to pace in front of the goblins. She never breaks eye contact with them.
"Způsobili jste hodně smutku pro měšťané zde. Chystají se chci vidět potrestán. Někteří budou požadovat, aby jste se oběsil. Ostatní budou chtít vidět stětím. A další ... dobře, budou chtít krmit psy."
She pauses in her pacing, stopping in front of the two goblins. "Vzhledem k tomu, kolik z jejich bratří, že jste dnes zabit, nazval bych to vhodný trest."
She looks at her belt, at the dagger resting there. She draws it. Starts to play with it. When she speaks next, her words are... calm. Almost bored, in fact.
"Já, na druhou stranu, dává přednost tomu být trochu více kreativní, než je."
She looks back at the goblins. The calm look in her eyes is gone. Replaced by a look in her eyes.
Her burning eyes.
Staring.
Judging.
"Chtěli byste vidět, jak tvůrčí můžu být?"
After watching Triel work for a few minutes Jack decides she has this under control, Jack will move towards the sheriff.
Long time no see sheriff, So while my new friend has um, words? I guess that are words, with this terrified little goblin, there wouldn't happen to be a cash reward or bounty on dead goblins would there? Also do you know anyone in here who isn't busy who can heal me, not feeling the greatest right now.
Ithyllia, decided between songs, that perhaps it was time to move on inside. Picking up her things, but keeping her fiddle out she headed inside. Perhaps the people inside the church would like some music. 'Maybe Desna would!' Ithylia half-skipped to find her new found friends, all happy that people had enjoyed her music and that the threat was dead. Oh how she loved playing.
Spotting the others, she headed on over. "Watcha doing?" She still had her fiddle in one hand, and her bow in the other.
The goblins have a look of absolute fear in their eyes as you threaten them, as they stammer out what barely seem to be words. "It not us! We are told to attack and kill longshanks! That's all we know, we swears! The longshank said nothing else!"
The sheriff looks at Jack and responds. "We can discuss a reward later. Right now we need to focus on whoever is behind this. I'm sure that for your services tonight, there will be plenty of the people here who will be grateful to you. For now, I'll shall let you all rest and gather your strength. I'll look into this matter and call for you as soon as we find more information. We could use your help in the future should we need it."
"Wait, a longshanks told you to attack?"
Triel looks at the goblins. Her eyes soften, if only for a moment.
She puts her dagger back in her belt.
"Can you describe this... 'longshanks'?" She asks.
They're sufficiently cowed. It shouldn't take too much to make them talk about their mastermind.
Oh, Triel is a scary one! Where did she learn that trick? Wait, Longshanks? Vanya's thought leaps into her mouth, unbidden, "Like a human?"
Artemis nods.
"Well any humanoid, really, but yeah.
Triel looks away from the goblins over to Vanya.
"Oh, hello Vanya. When did you decide to watch?"
Not that I mind an audience.
The goblin looks back at Triel in panic as it stammers even more. "We not know! Longshank had mask on! We swearses!"
Triel pauses.
...clever. Sort of like me in that regard.
She then turns and leaves the room.
"Artemis, I'm confident you can finish this without me. Do as you will." She says. It's obvious the goblins no longer interest her.
She approaches Father Zantus, doing her best to make herself as non-threatening as possible.
Somehow, despite being clad in bloodied scale mail with a closed-face helmet and dwarfing most of everyone else in the church, she manages to do so.
"Excuse me, Father Zantus? I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but could I trouble you to heal my associates' injuries?" She asks.
I would be most grateful father, assuming there are not others that need it more.
Artemis stares at the goblins for a few minutes, then to the sheriff, he says, "It's obvious these know nothing more. Perhaps you can take care of them sheriff. As much as I hate goblins due to them killing my mother and sister, I just can't bring myself to kill prisoners." Artemis sighs and looks sadly at the sheriff.
Jack and Triel: Father Zantus looks at Jack and is almost shocked as to how he is still standing. "By all means sir, get over here and let me help you! This can't be all of your blood is it, as I would certainly hope it's not..."
Artemis: The sheriff looks at you and nods in agreement. "Fear not, we'll be sure to get to the bottom of this. Sandpoint appreciates your help for sure. Without you, it's quite possible that we wouldn't have found out that these little bastards were instructed to attack the town."
Artemis nods and walks out of the room back to see if his new friends are being cared for.
Once he finds them he will assist them in anyway needed.
Ithylia just looked back and forth as her friends seemed so busy with other things that she only caught bits and pieces about. With her question unanswered, she glanced at her fiddle before thinking for a moment. Maybe now, was a good time to heal, head back to her room to get her bow, and go meet up with that family friend. She put her fiddle away again, done with it for the current point in time.
Placing the case on her back he headed to see Father Zantus. "If it's not to much trouble Father, could I be healed up. I'm mostly okay thanks to Triel. It'd just be appreciated. If it's too much trouble, it's okay."
She didn't mind waiting for him to heal up Jack first. Then, she would go get her bow. 'Why did I think leaving it in her room was a good idea? Oh yeah, I didn't want to lug it around at the festival.'
Triel smirks under her helm.
She cringes, though, as she looks over at Jack, then to Cian & Ithylia.
"Yes, those two need healing as well. The one who looks like a mage is Cian, and the one clad in all the scarves is Ithylia."
"And, if you have anything that can help me clean this blood off my armor, I'd very much appreciate it." She adds.
Can't go around town looking like this. I'm pushing it already.
Pretty sure most of it is not, their ain't that much blood in a halfling. Some healing would be most appreciated.
Placing the case on her back he headed to see Father Zantus. "If it's not to much trouble Father, could I be healed up. I'm mostly okay thanks to Triel. It'd just be appreciated. If it's too much trouble, it's okay."
"if it's not too much trouble, I wouldn't mind at least getting looked over and getting a touch of healing myself." The injured fire mage pipes up.
Father Zantus has no issues healing you all back to strength after seeing all the bloodied wounds on some of you, and works as fast as he can. After he finishes with those of you who needed major attention, he says that he'll come by later in the evening to attend to the rest of you. Once he asks where you'll be, Ameiko Kaijitsu steps in to say that you would all be at the Rusty Dragon for at least tonight. And she doesn't take no for an answer, and states that your room and board are all on her for the next week. After you all arrive there, Father Zantus and an acolyte of his come by with a few scrolls to heal the rest of you.
Part II: Local Heroes
As Sandpoint recovers from the attack and buries its (thankfully few) dead, the citizens do their best to get on with their lives. The cathedral is consecrated the next day during a much more subdued and indoor ceremony, but by the end of the week, the goblin attack is remembered most with chuckles. Now that the terror of the raid is over, images of goblins accidentally lighting themselves on fire, getting stepped on by horses, or drowning in half-full rain barrels color memories of the raid in an almost comical light. But one thing the locals haven't forgotten is their new heroes.
Thank you father, I feel much better, now I just need to get rid of this blood. Now I just need a hot bath and some time in Amekio's fine embrace... I mean establishment, Amekio's fine establishment. Sorry blood loss, it gets to you. So right were done here right?
Dam you blood loss, making me look like an idiot. I guess I need to replace the lost blood with something, some beer should work.
"Oh! Thank you thank you thank you!" Ithylia was all for being given room and board. She twirled and bounced with happiness, and was more than willing to wait for healing since Triel had healed the worst earlier.
Vanya willingly follows the newly called heroes wondering if Desna did this on purpose.
"Thank you Ameiko! That at least answers where I was laying my head tonight." She grins at the tavern keeper.
Triel's eyes widen in surprise under her helmet.
"Well, I certainly won't turn down free room & board. My thanks, Ameiko."
Especially since I'm broke...
The idea of being called a 'hero' doesn't bring a smile to her face, however.
Oh, if you only knew...
She takes a private room at the Rusty Dragon, spending most of the night cleaning her armor and sword up as best as possible. It's well into the night before she finally turns in.
Thank you, Ameiko, Father Zantus. Acolyte." He nods to each of them in turn. Once at the Rusty Dragon Inn Cian begins to drink and eat, simple fare of course, but delicious. He sleeps well after mending his clothing and trying to get the blood out. Stupid goblins.
After all the excitement dies down, Artemis finds his father and brother. After some discussion, it is decided that he will stay in town while they head back home. It's time for Artemis to find his place in this world and while he always has a place to go home, he is going to begin to make a name for himself.
Wandering into the inn, after the others have arrived, Artemis sees Jack and Cian partaking of the fare and he wanders over to sit with them. Getting some stew and some ale, he listens to Jack tell some tales of his adventures and tells Cian more about his life growing up around the area.
Artemis: Once you wake up from a excellent night of sleep despite the events of last night, you eventually make your way down to the tavern room where you find a large group of people in there with obviously hastenly made banners of thanks when someone points you out. "Hey there's one of them now after a well deserved rest! Cheers for one of Sandpoint's newest saviors!" The crowd cheers as Ameiko approaches you. "I don't care how many of those little bastards you killed. You and your friends did a lot more last night than even the 'militia' here has done in the past few years. Now get yourself over a table and eat a damn good breakfast. You've deserved it friend."
Artemis wakes up early, as is his custom. He checks his gear and then after washing and getting dressed, he heads downstairs. As he arrives at the bottom of the stairs he notices the crowd and immediately regrets not waking the others. Upon Ameiko's comment, he begins blushing and heads over to the table Ameiko indicates. He begins shaking hands with those who offer their hand and speaks with each person as he can. Not use to such attention, he gratefully smiles at Ameiko when she moves people out of the area and brings him some breakfast.
"What do you mean more than the militia? We just did what was needed. Is there something happening, that I might have missed, living out in the forest? Have you seen the others?"
Ameiko takes a seat across the table from you. "Well to be quite honest, I don't think much of the militia here. I've been around you see, and I've seen real fighters, and quite frankly, the people here are pretty much just townsfolk with weapons. They can do an okay job defending themselves and a few others, but as an overall force, they're nothing really. On the regular basis, they just drive the goblins back when they attempt their pitiful raids. Last night was the worst one we've ever had though which is strange. I don't know why all the big force though. Oh well though I guess. My days of crime fighting exploration are over. I've got this tavern here to look after and run now, so as long as those pests stay away from here, I've got no other worries. Anyways, you and your friends actually killed a few of them, something that doesn't normally happen around here. I personally think that's why they retreated. Besides, if there's anything big going on, I'm sure Hemlock will come ask you guys for help. What's your name by the way, I never did ask. I've seen you around, but I don't really know who you are."
Artemis grins.
"My name is Artemis, Galen is my father, we wer...well are woodcutters down south of here in the forest. Goblins killed my mother and sister and my Uncle Jack taught me how to ranger some. We were here to see the festival and deliver a load of wood, just happened to be in the right..or wrong place at the right time. I'm afraid my shooting skills left me for a bit, but I'll practice some more. That Jack though, he's a man to reckon with. The tall armored one, Triel, she's the one who got the goblins to talk..." Artemis gasps as he thinks he might have said too much.
"Yeah the Sheriff said something about us hanging around, said he might have need of us or something. I do want to thank you for your hospitality here and perhaps I'll ask the others if they have plans. Just a lot to take in for a kid from the forest." Artemis smiles and takes a drink to cover his blushing.
Triel appears to be dead asleep.
Either that, or she's not a morning person.
Ameiko smiles back at you as you take a drink. "Well Artemis, Sandpoint is in debt to you and your friends. Although to know that Sandpoint is in debt to Jack... Poor little guy. I sure hope he's a better fighter than he is a drinker." she says as she chuckles a little bit.
When Ithylia woke up, she could hear sounds of celebrating down stairs. After a quick wash up she put on something bright and colorful before adding some of her many scarves. She placed her bright green, and her rainbow scarves around her waist, tying her color changing butterfly scarf around her ponytail. Without the scarves around her neck, one could see spirals and swirls along with something that could pass for the tips of butterfly wings. With a quick prayer to Desna, she grabbed her fiddle and a small bag with her dancing things in it before skipping down the stairs.
As she reached a point where she could see the tavern room, she let out an excited gasp. "A party! I love parties!" ^^ "All the dancing and the fun!" 'I knew I heard sounds of celebration!'
Nope, Jack is down for the count.
Ithylia: As you come downstairs, you walk in to a mostly lively crowd. Everyone seems to be having a good time, though there are a couple who seem down. After looking for a moment, you can spot Artemis speaking with Ameiko. Overall though, this truly does seem like a celebration.
Artemis chuckles at the memory of Jack drinking himself under the table.
"Oh don't worry about Jack, he gave twice as good as he got, he's...uh deceptively strong and not-so deceptively crazy. But in a good way. Oh look there's Ithylia." Artemis says as he spots Ithylia coming down the stairs. He waves at her to get her attention, beckoning her to the table.
Bouncing her way over to Artemis, she set her fiddle and her bag down. "This seems like quite the party! Are the others up yet? Should we wake them? Maybe we should let them sleep. Oh, but then they'd miss the fun! Think I should go knock on their doors so they don't miss anything? No one should miss a good вечірка!" As she spoke, she seemed to go faster and faster and get more excited. She was bouncing in place.
Party
Ameiko laughs a little more as Artemis describes Jack in battle, and then looks over and watches Ithylia bounce on over. "Ну не ми просто ніколи підстрибуючи один сьогодні вранці? Спи спокійно я розумію?" she says to Ithylia once she mentions how no one should miss the party. "Послуга їх, якщо ви хочете, хоча я припускаю, що вони хотіли б решту після того, що ви, хлопці, зробили вчора ввечері."
Artemis shakes his head. "Well you two aren't speaking Common or Giant, so I am lost."
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"Звичайно! У вас є такий чудовий готель!" ^^ She responded as she sat down at the table with Artemis. "And you are having a party! Parties are for fun and dancing and music! Happy times! First we had a festival and now a party! It's just so exciting!" ^^ She looked really happy before she paused some thinking, "І я думаю, я повинен чекати. Якщо це не схоже, що вони буду сумувати все це. Тоді я піду переконатися, що вони отримують не всі. Тому що друзі не повинні дозволити друзі пропустіть вечірку!" ^^ She had been going on with Ameiko, not fully realizing she was excluding Artemis until he spoke up. "Oh, sorry Artemis. I didn't mean to exclude you. Sorry."
"Of course! You have such a wonderful inn." ... "And you are having a party! Parties are for fun and dancing and music! Happy times! First we had a festival and now a party! It's just so exciting!" ... "And I guess, I should wait. Unless it looks like they'll miss all of it. Then I'll go make sure they get to come. Because friends shouldn't let friends miss a party!"
"No worries. What language is that? Is it local?"
"Varisian. There are people who speak it across the whole country of Varisia."
Vanya wakes to the sound of many people stirring and cheering beneath her. She grins broadly, "Oh, good! The festival continues!" she says to no one in particular. She dresses quickly, fastening her dress around her waist with a simple belt. Checking the mirror, she adjust her hair so it's not so tangled, mostly by pushing it back behind her ears. She leaves her room excited to see what else Sandpoint has to offer...
Coming down the stairs, the sounds of the party really wash over her, the villagers mixing in with a couple of her friends keeps the smile on her face. Oh, and food. She smiles and greets everyone on her way to the table where Ithylia and Artemis are visiting with Ameiko. "Good morn' all" She picks up a sweet roll and begins plucking off small pieces and tossing them into her mouth.
Cian wakes up feeling sore and stretches a bit. He washed, dressed, and double checked his clothes for rips a tears(there were ladies present after all) before heading downstairs.
"Morning, my fellow goblin slayers!"