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Since Isandra is explicitly keeping her eyes on the Goblins, she easily spots them trying to pocket the two Alchemist's Fire that the Shaman had been carrying.
She also finds a potion in the pile of debris.
In summary, between the bodies and the pile of old gear you find:
Two Potions (which can be identified with Spellcraft, Craft(Alchemy) or the one that everyone forgets, perception)
2 Alchemist's Fire
4 sets of gear from the Goblin Warriors: leather armor, light wooden shield, short sword, short bow with 20 arrows
Other Gear from the Shaman: dagger, light crossbow with 10 bolts, wooden holy symbol (of ?)
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Isandra shakes her head as she takes the alchemist fire.
"Sorry. That's not allowed. If there's need for that, we will tell you. Let's get you a bit more protected." she will look for any food these tower goblins had to give it to her goblins as well.
She turns to her companions. "Would anyone want my sling for the moment? I'm not that good with ranged weapons but have other options to fight at a distance. This is better in the hands of someone with more dexterity than me."
Once the goblins have don the armor she's ready to go. She will continue to stick to them to keep them out of trouble.
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As you move along
With the rough hills now far to the north, the land opens into a broad grassland where the snow is much sparser. The sky is overcast and the temperature has risen, making the march south somewhat easier. For as far as the eye can see, there is nothing but open ground and great fir trees that dot the landscape.
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Khon'Ur recognizes a major snowstorm is coming, and that you should start preparing a camp as soon as
possible.
The goblin prisoners are unhelpful in setting up camp. Instead they either argue with each other or mock the party members doing all the work. They are also making motions toward the food, as if they want to eat it all tonight.
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Isandra is looking after the goblins. She will take the rations and, well, ration them properly. "Seems like we might get snowed in. Let's get you the usual portion today... and if you behave, I'll give you extras in the morning."
Isadra promises to give them the wandermeal she has in the morning. Perhaps that can help. She also asks for assistance from the party for this.
Setting up camp:
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with a surprisingly successful second effort, Khon'Ur find a perfect little hollow to set up your camp. Sheltered from the wind, you get a cozy camp set up relatively quickly, before the worst part of the storm sets in.
The Goblins seem content to hunker down for the night, snoring rather loudly.
Any overnight actions?
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Isandra finds a rare snowbloom flower growing near the campsite.
A strange event occasionally occurs in the Irrisen wilderness. A mysterious flower that resembles a pale blue daffodil blooms in the snow and wilts as soon as the snow stops falling. If plucked during the storm, the flower instantly turns to delicate, non-magical crystal. Herbalists speculate that the flowers are a sign of the land itself resisting Baba Yaga’s magic. They are thus considered sacred in the Lands of the Linnorm Kings, and are prized by art collectors everywhere. The jadwiga, however, consider the flowers detestable weeds to be destroyed on sight, and trafficking in them is punishable by death. The value of a bloom depends on its quality when plucked; blooms are more plentiful at lower temperatures and their quality is higher.
The rest of the night passes uneventfully.
The next morning you travel on to Harvest's End
The village of Harvest’s End is a quiet place. Traveling merchants in colorful garb are easily distinguished from the locals, who dress in woolen clothes of drab browns, greens, and grays. There are no sounds of laughter or play here. Fishermen put their catch out for display, while others congregate in small groups and whispered conversations. Smoke rises from the chimneys of uniform but well-constructed buildings, most of which are surrounded by small white picket fences.
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Naomi is of course up front, having fun with the snow and looking rather carefree amd almost child-like, yet easily moving around the busy street, flowing like water between the people and never bumping despite looking like she would nearly constantly be bouncing off people. She is if course keeping aware of her surroundings much more than she appears.
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Isandra learns
Harvest’s End subsists on fishing and trade, but also sports a ferry across the wide Rimeflow River that allows merchants and lumberers to cross back and forth. The ferry is operated by an ice troll named Rimetusk, who is supposed to keep the peace and represent the will and presence of the jadwiga Elvanna as well as serve as a lookout for Ulfen raiders coming into Irrisen territory to attack Algidheart or other major settlements along the waterway. Harvest’s End’s isolation from Whitethrone and the lack of any immediate contact with the jadwiga to whom Rimetusk is supposed to report has fostered a sense of self-interest and self-importance in the troll, and he now runs the town as the de facto representative of the government in Whitethrone.
If anything bad happens to Rimetusk, the entire village will suffer reprisals from the jadwiga Elvanna once the regional tax collector finds out.
And find out that Rimetusk controls the only ferry across the river.
Rimetusk is not supposed to impede legitimate commerce, but he sometimes does to exert his authority.
The ice troll was corrupt before he had power but is now unscrupulous in his crookedness. He’s been known to skim off the top of what he turns over to tax collectors dispatched by the jadwiga Elvanna. He’s also known to take the occasional bribe.
Rimetusk can’t stand humans who don’t know their place (which is beneath him, of course), but he sincerely respects anyone who can best him in a feat of strength, especially wrestling.
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At this point, you have to deal with Rimetusk to get across the river. Here are some suggested approaches:
Bluff: You could pretend to be travelling merchants, although if you are not disguised as merchants this is harder to accomplish.
Diplomacy: Appealing to the fact that Rimetusk has no good reason to hold up travelers might work, but consider the ice troll to have an unfriendly starting attitude for this purpose. Perhaps a bribe along with the Diplomacy check?
Wrestling?: It seems Rimetusk might be open to wrestling one of you, no weapons or natural weapons. If you can pin him. . .
Intimidate: Doesn't seem like a good option except as a last resort.
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Rimetusk responds to Naomi.
I run the ferry. There isn't a fee, but I need to know who is coming and going. As the representative of jadwiga Elvanna, I govern this town as well as serve as a lookout for Ulfen raiders coming into Irrisen territory to attack Algidheart or other major settlements along the waterway.
So who are you, and why are you interested in the Ferry?
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Naomi sighs at the dwarf's interruption, "My companion's personal hopes aside, we are just travelers escorting a few persons through to beyond the other side of Irrisen. Other than being on our path and thus buying supplies as we travel, we have no business with or in Irrisen itself. Of course, we'd like to keep our travels discreet, but since there is no fee for the ferry, that leaves me a few extra coin, perhaps a few gold would help keep our passing discreet?"
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After being encouraged by the goblins she feels a bit more confident she can add something to their task.
She opens her mouth just as the challenge is thrown.
"-Ah, sure, no problem, we can talk after the match. I'll be standing here for when it ends. Have a good fight!" she cheers on, at 30ft from Khon'Ur, to throw a channel energy if he gets knocked out.
She will accept the aid of the goblins afterwards for her diplomacy once this is over. She can chip in with 50gp if things look bad.
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Khon'Ur surprises the overconfident Troll with his speed and agility, as the dwarf manages to grapple the much larger Troll.
Rimetusk attempts to reverse Khon'Ur's hold on him.
And Rimetusk barely manages to reverse the hold and take control of the grapple, quickly moving behind the dwarf and twisting his arm.
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Khon'Ur doesn't manage to break the Troll's Hold. (First roll 16)
Rimetusk attempts to pin the dwarf.
Losing his grip on the Dwarf.
Khon'Ur swings at the Troll but misses (Second Roll 17)
While Rimetusk attempts to grab Khon'Ur again.
Missing his grab on the slippery dwarf.
Khon'Ur badly misses his next grab on the Troll (Third roll 9)
And Rimetusk continues to try to grab Khon'Ur again.
Rimetusk is getting frustrated at his inability to grab the dwarf, but the dwarf isn't doing any better, Missing again (Fourth Roll 16)
Rimetusk continues to try to grab Khon'Ur
Finally managing to grab the dwarf again.