Dear friends, if we are going to have a walk into the marshes, then we would probably need suitable boots to avoid some nasty little parasites chewing our legs or worse... don't you think? I would definitely try and find a pair of fine impermeable boots... diplomacy:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Artemis suddenly opens his eyes wide while remembering something from his fathers' childhood stories...
Ahh! As for the trails, I know a bit about this region as my father used to hunt goblins down a long time ago, when only the old trail existed... he told me once that there is a hidden path that begins along the cliff bordering the south of the marsh and offers an alternate route to the Licktoad's territory. Now, we should maybe vote on which of the trails we are going to follow?
Artemis stayed silent during the laughing and actually found the patrons quite naive has he knows, being a priest and from his father stories, that the Goblins can be easily lured or deceived, if ever you could talk their language!
"I will join Jasanah gladly, but I've got a question most honorable Sheriff... How in your opinion would Goblins get their hands on explosive? Is there a local provider? Do we usually see Explosive caravans coming from other towns? Or, is their a mine somewhere close by?"
