"This blasted cold, Why could it not be a storm of never ending mild tropic weather? Nice and warm but not too warm, with a pleasant sun shinning." He says as he sips on his hot drink.
With a flourish of cold air as the door opens, the blueish looking eladrin enters the room, having taken upon himself the winter form that eladrin ar able to do. He is quiet but calm, like the ground of fresh fallen snow, a new bow on his back, which is also blue like he is.
He nods to his companions, sits and orders a cup of mulled wine.
Wiping his mouth with the back of a hand, Baldrick squints at the eladrin: "Izzat you, Rodalas? (It's so hard to tell when he keeps changin'! Hey, Allie! Our last companion has arrived, and he looks cold!"
When all have been served and are settled, Baldrick adds to Netzer's demand for action: "If we're all ready, tomorrow let's go look down this duergar hole. Khitt can take us there, I think."
Wiping his mouth with the back of a hand, Baldrick squints at the eladrin: "Izzat you, Rodalas? (It's so hard to tell when he keeps changin'! Hey, Allie! Our last companion has arrived, and he looks cold!"
When all have been served and are settled, Baldrick adds to Netzer's demand for action: "If we're all ready, tomorrow let's go look down this duergar hole. Khitt can take us there, I think."
”From the looks of that map, it shouldn’t be too hard to find. I have a feeling once we get closer I’ll. E able to find some sign of those dwarves and be able to follow em back to whatever hole they crawled out of.” Khitt adds confidently while scarfing down his meal. Civilized or not, a hungry goblin is still a hungry goblin.
Umikh raises an eyebrow at Allie's reply. He's sort of assumed Netzer was joking, but Eh, might be we could take care o' that? he asks the table.
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Allie frowns, I think they were dwarf-kin, no offense.
At that, a stockier woman, probably a sister by the looks of it, bursts from the back, a ladle in her hand and a grease-stained apron, 'Tweren't no dwarf-kin, Allie. Don't be daft! Ain't hear'd of a quiet dwarf in my lifetime!
The stocky woman tosses a wink at her dwarf patrons (most of you all), Ain't that right, boys?
"I'LL DRINK TO THAT!!" (though he'll look supremely embarrassed if he's the only one to respond)
Once the shouting dies down, Baldrick will ask: "Did anyone see them? Were they maybe grey, bald, and beardless?"
The eladrin listens to what is being said, trying to gather as much information as he can in order to determine how best to deal with their described foes.
Umikh both cheers Baldrick and nods in agreement with Netzer
Baldrick calls over to the next table: "Trovus? Please feel free to join us - bring your friend, too! Is there any kind of help we can offer in your search?"
Growing a little bored with the conversation, the eladrin begins to play a game with a dagger, moving it in-between his fingers, steadily going faster.
Outloud, to everyone, Got any idea who took the stuff? Like tracks or clues or whatnot?
He polishes off his current mug of warmth and resolves that that be it for the night.
"Well! Could be they were headed toward that hole we're looking for anyway! That'd be lucky! Hey Trovus, have there been other odd things since the battle with the beasts?"
"You say it is a magic lantern? What type of magic is it?" Rodney asks.
The eladrin listens to what is being said and putting his dagger away, begins to prep his arrows and makes sure that his bow string and weapon are in working order.
After listening to the accounts and weighing peoples opinions, Khitt speaks up. “She said the tracks looked to be heading to the Cairn. We just came from that the at and we saw nuthin. So I’d say the tracks have gone with the wind. Best chance we got is to head to the location on the map, maybe we’ll catch site of some fresher tracks once we get into the area.” he nods as he quiets and looks to the other with a confident look.
Lumen quietly listens to the conversation. "Where there other items taken other than the lantern?" he asks as he continues eating.
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Allie pipes up, A pair of goats were taken from the Hook, Line, and Sinker near the entrance into town!
Don't forget them pearls was stolen from Frozenfar! Allie's sister, Cori adds before heading back into the kitchen.
Allie looks at your puzzled faces, The Frozenfar Expeditions, a local Adventuring Outfitter in the middle of town. If you need anything for your trip, you would likely find what you need there!
Reaching into a pouch, Baldrick pulls out a small piece of Chardalyn: "What about the black ice stuff? Anyone in town have anything like that? A buncha the stuff went missing over in Easthaven..."
”Frozenfar? Yeah I heard of them. Never heard anything bad either, so that’s good.” ”If nothing else, they may have heard somethin more that could give us some clues since they get outside of town. We should stop by, see what we can find out.”
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You awake in the morning, sleeping out of the cold for the first time in a while is a rare luxury. In the morning, a breakfast of hot soup, eggs, and fish awaits you along with Allie's infectious smile.
After soaking up the warmth of the common room, prepare to leave. As you step outside, the dragonborn, Trovus, is waiting out in the cold drinking from a flask, Well then, what is our first stop? Frozenfar first, then the Cairn?
With a yawn and a stretch as he steps from the inn, Baldrick looks up at the big man and gestures with his warhammer: "Sounds fine - lead the way, friend."
He nods.
Once we arrive at Frozenfar, Umikh will stock up on the usual standard supplies like food and lantern oil . Also a flask, he seems to have lost his .
When the clerk at Frozenfar offers Umikh a measly 5 gold for his battleaxe, Baldrick seems shocked, bordering on outraged: "What! Five gold? But! This is good dwarven steel! If you knew the stories this axe could tell - and, what, just has a few scratches. Just needs a good polish!" Producing a rag, Baldrick starts cleaning up the axe, muttering to himself.
"There! See - good as new! Now, whaddya say, eh?"
Umikh appreciates the effort!
Baldrick rolls his eyes dramatically, but shrugs and grins good-naturedly: "Well, no harm in trying. Say, we heard you had some goats go missing... no, that was the other... Anyway, something got stolen, yeah? Sounds like a few other things around town too -- any ideas what's happening? We came across some of the grays being mischievous in Easthaven..."