The Zhent's interest in Nightstone is due to its increasing influence in the region. That influence will eventually bleed over into the Ardeep Woods. Now would be a great time for the elves to build their own influence within Nightstone. Use it as a buffer against the encroaching world.
I like May's suggestion about the limited logging and help replanting. Doing so closer to Nightstone will eventually lesson Nightstone's dependence upon Ardeep Wood while giving the elves a measure of influence over their buffer town.
Auken's suggestion of training the militia will make Nightstone a better bastion against the orcs and goblins and, when they come, the Zhents. Once again the elves would gain influence over Nightstone.
Persuasion is for wusses.
***Face Palm***
Eerie steps forward, still rubbing his hands creepily with his smile, "Hyello! Would it not benefit eelves to heavy influence at stage of human city. They could be easy controlled and would be buffer from other encroaching humans? If eeleves miss opportunity, will be hyip deep in humans quickly. Establish rules and fear and things.."
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Still in elvish. "Thank you, Flaying Wind. In these harsh times, we can all use more friends." He performs a formal bow in farewell to Flaying Wind and Razor Leaf.
I don't think we brought a gift, but I vaguely recall someone mentioning it. If we did, here is where he'll present it.
Is there something in the castle that looks like its elven? Perhaps a gift from the elves or a trophy wrongfully taken. Other than that all I can think of is war souvenirs from the orc war band and the goblin tribe. Perhaps a small sample of product and art from the townsfolk. I'm sure the elves will see it as rustic at best.
Snow stands easily aside, not having much to add to this conversation. Things seem to be going ok so she is relatively calm.
Seeds are good.
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Eerie turtles a bit into his tent-like robes, clearly searching for something.
Mayberry watches with guarded interest as Eerie searches around his garments.
Eerie comes out of his robes empty handed with a truly sorrowful look on his face, "I sorry. I would have given gift of goblin head, but seem to have misplaced."
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Flaying Wind cocks his head, almost as a dog would, but his companion laughs! She says, I like this one! Let us go, Wind. The circle of elders should hear this.
They turn and leave, the archers back a few steps still watching you all, but seeing that their two leaders have exposed their backs, turn to join them.
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Next move?
Eerie, still sorrowful, turns to the group with his head hung, "I sorry. I lost goblin head."
Sliver stands there looking after the departed elven troupe. "That went about as well as I'd hoped. Let's get back to town."
Don't think too much about Eeerie, I am sure it was the thought that counts.
*EDIT* "Don't think too much about it Eeerie, I am sure it was the thought that counts."
Dalron keeps looking back for the first mile to see if the elves are fallowing.
Eerie hangs his head on the way back.
May gently claps Eerie’s back. It’s okay. There might be more goblin heads later on.
Snow looks at May with an odd look, but seems to get it after a few seconds.
Eerie n longer hangs his head after May's comment, "That would be nice, more goblin heads.." He even turns cheery after a couple minutes.
yes
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Dalron walks the path back to town trying to making small talk with Eeerie.
"I for one is glad that you are part of this group. When we get back to town would you like a new set of robes? Maybe something with bigger pockets so you can keep your treasures in."
"From what I understand it is good, but they are talking it over and we will see what their demands will be. Remember the whole town has to agree with the deal, So if the elves say no hunting during winter, then everyone agrees that no one hunts during winter."
Eerie looks a bit saddened at the thought of getting new robes, "But made robes from bedsheets myself...Suppose I could sow in more pockets..." Eerie walks for a little bit and then suddenly gets worried, "You not like my robes?" His head then shifts to May, "Do my robes look bad? I sow good.."
"Your robes are good, but sometimes new is good too. New robes might be a good change for you."
May hesitates only for a second in responding to Eerie, If you like your robes, you should keep them. But maybe wash them once in a while perhaps? People...are more friendly to other people who are clean and appear neat and tidy. I don't know why, some of the best people I've ever met never bathe! But new robes might have more pockets for all of your things. She shrugs.
May is hungry and eager to socialize.
"You did a good job with your robes, just thought if there was another set you might like better we could get them. If you don't want new one you don't have to get them. The choice is yours."
Eerie's face changes to somber and thoughtful but says nothing for the remainder of the trip.
Snow says little as they head back to town. Mostly just observing May and Eerie. She still doesn’t quite know how to take the strange, strange human.