Is not far from here, why not? Turq shifts the weight of his shield on his back. Did they say what kind o' lead?
Baldrick swings his warhammer over a shoulder, and shrugs: "Sure - whatever's closest!"
"She didn't say. She just noticed activity which would be unusual given the frozen lake," Lumen adds.
Well, then, Turq subconsciously sniffs, Let us go and check it out. At worst, it is another trouble that we solve fer this town, eh?
Turq nods and tapping the new axe hanging from his belt, Let us go then.
Gathering his friends, he heads out toward the lake.
Rodney fallows along. Humming a marching song.
It’s been a relatively mild day as you’ve all went about your work but as evening draws near, you can sense a change in the weather. The wind blowing down off of the lake seems to be trying to stop you as you walk the frozen docks. The ferry’s dock stands alone, with no other boats moored to its weathered planks. The snow build up on the ferry’s dock is more than the other docks due to its inactivity, but faded from weather, a keen eye can see recent tracks in the snow leading out toward the ferry.
Where did the people go, and why aren't there more'n just this boat here? Should we call out or keep quiet?
Baldrick tramples through the pre-existing tracks, oblivious, turning only when he's gone 20' and nobody else is following him: "Aren't we going to the dock?"
Turq nods to the Ancestral Guardian, Aye, let's...
Expecting the more stealthy to keep a respectable distance, but still within striking range, Turq is going to approach the ferry as if looking for the ferryman.
Survival
Umikh slows to let the stealthy folk creep ahead
You walk the dock along the frozen waters, little traveled snow packing below your feet. Between the echo of boots one the dock and the crunch of compressing snow, it’s impressive how anyone can employ stealth through this form of terrain.
The Easthaven ferry is a keel boat, currently trapped in the ice at the end of the dock. A small cabin is situated toward the aft end of the hull. Turq calls out after arriving at the end of the dock, but he receives no answer.
Unless someone else has another approach, Baldrick will clamber on board and head toward the cabin, intending to knock on the door with his warhammer.
Turq, likewise, nods and flanks the stout soldier...
The boat frozen in the waters doesn’t move when Baldrick leaps and n board and heads directly to the cabin door. The door appears to be unlocked and upon further examination when more time is spent, a Brocken lock is found at on the deck not far from the door.
Sliding the door to the side, Baldrick sees four sleeping bags strewn on the floor of the pilots cabin but nothing else.
The others of the party surrounding the cabin can peer through cloudy portholes to confirm the same thing.
Baldrick kicks over a corner of one sleeping bag before concluding "Well, nothin' here. Town Hall?"
Turq stands behind Baldrick, looking over his head, in on the cabin, Look as if, we got a few squatters, eh?
Lumen looks around at all the footprints that the group left in the snow and then over to Nezter. "We could try, but if they are paying attention at all, they might notice we have been here," he says, pointing at the tracks.
Lumen's right, they'll know we been snoopin'. We might as well take a good look around.
Rodalas would like to see if the door is trapped or locked.
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Rodalas would like to see if the door is trapped or locked.
There were signs that the door had been locked but broken into previously to your arrival. Baldrick notices nothing as he barrels through it though in his haste to suprise the occupants of the boat shack. Unfortunately the room is empty.
Turq steps in shortly after and although Baldrick is sure he’s tossed the room, Turq notices a fairly full bag laying in the far corner and a scroll case next to it. The bedroll Baldrick had picked up first had been tossed on top of it.
As Turq reaches for the bag and scroll case however, his his keen eyes did not detect the second dwarf in the room. This one, a thinner dwarf with ashen skin and a grey beard streaked with black, seems to materialize from no where and appears to have a blade. A blade that cuts into Turq’s skin, and just as it does Turq’s mind is flooded with noise causing the warrior the real momentarily. A second slash of the blade finds no purchase however. ”Keep yer hands to yerself, or you might lose it.” the dwarf says in dwarven with a thick accent.
and
Ouch! What? You Grey dwarf piece of slag! Turq reaches for the Duergar (assuming that is what it is) and tries to grapple it!
EDIT: I am going to use Second Wind as a bonus action.
Baldrick, already heading back to the door of the cabin, turns back to tell Turq to stop messing around: "I already looked there - let's just..." he stops, confused "Wha-?"
Not sure what's going on or what to do, Baldrick just stares at the grappled pair.
Ye best stand down there, yer outnumbered!
Lumen strains to see inside to see what is going on. "I thought you said nobody was in there? Was there a hidden hatch in the floor?" Lumen asks.
As he see the knife flashes, Rodney says to the gray dwarf"How do you make an artichoke? You strangle it."
psychic damage and have disadvantage on the next attack roll it makes before the end of its next turn.
is there a map?
With limited options on how to help, Lumen calls on Lathander to cleanse the creature with his sacred flame.
is there a map?
Umikh steps into the room and makes the Grey dwarf regret showing himself. At the same time Lumen illuminates the room briefly but the dwarf deftly dodges out of the way. He can’t avoid the terrible joke though.
With a dwarven curse, the Dueregar quickly begins to shrink and the last you see of him, he disappears through a tiny sized hole in the floorboard below him.
Turq, reaches out to tackle the dwarf but his sudden change of size causes the warrior to over reach and slightly stumble into the dwarf’s previous space.
[ooc]So the dwarf has disappeared to those outside the cabin. You’re not positive what happened. Those inside the cabin saw and understand the dwarf has gone somewhere below deck.