Cliff notes for Nov 18 session: After the battle, they loaded the bandits bodies into the wagons and tracked their prints back to a small camp that contained a couple tents. Lhain was able to continue tracking and as dusk was falling they came across a small house. Bartholomew charged through the door knocking it off his hinges, Lhain and Corvus followed. After a short battle, the heroes defeated the 5 bandits. After the battle Corvus uncovered Petarin's journal. They pack up all loot, head out and travel until well into nightfall and make camp to ensure no one followed. After traveling 8 hours the next day they meet back up with the caravan to find everyone there and waiting. Corvus reviews the journal while the caravan continues its journey.
Cliff notes for Nov 18 session: Lhain, Corvus, and Bartholomew discuss the plan and decide that the easiest way to draw the bandits out is to work with Joash to set up a fake caravan and spread the rumor that it will be a wealthy target. That night Bartholomew brings Joash to a meeting with Lhain and Corvus in Corvus' room. They discuss Petarin's history and their plan for confronting him. Following successful Diplomacy checks Joash is convinced that it is a sound plan. Lhain is going to drop hints during his normal rounds that he is leaving for a little while to help guard a lucrative caravan. Bartholomew with assist Joash in outfitting the caravan as usual. Joash is able to bring a merchant on board. Bartholomew, Lhain and Joash will be guards while Corvus will pose as a civilian along with the merchant. Bartholomew and Joash confide in and hire Darrin a guard that often works with them and they know to be trustworthy as a fourth guard. The rumors are successfully spread and Corvus is disguised as a merchant. The caravan is prepped to head out on Friday. The first couple of the days pass with no incident. Then early in morning on the 3rd day two strangers approach during breakfast and request food. Corvus recognizes one of the guys as Petarin. He welcomes them in and as they pass he attacks. After a short battle, the bandits were slain and Petarin captured.
Bartholomew thinks about it for a couple moments then nods. "I had been wondering why the bandits had been more active. Your Petarin just may be the reason. Plus avenging a fair maiden is always a noble quest. And if these merchant lords are anything like my father, then there will be a handsome reward indeed." He stretches and yawns, drains his mug and waves off the barkeep. " Let us hear your plan. I have enough energy for a little strategy then I must go clean myself and my equipment and get a least a nights rest."
"Well, I can't promise my sword but I'll listen to your offer" Bartholomew responds. "I am sure my friend Daug here is in as long as the pay is good and there are skulls to knock around. Well maybe just as long as there is pay. He is mostly concerned with the knocking skulls part." Bartholomew leans forward tries to adopt a hard edged stare and says "I will not be a bandit nor will I harm innocents. I am no huge do-gooder but I have lines I won't cross."
"Morning Daug, I see you are up early as usual." Bartholomew responds as he looks up at Lhain. "I have no tales of adventure to trade you for the ale on this trip. We decided to push through the night so we could get in here ahead of schedule. I am hoping we taught those bandits that our outfit ain't worth the fight. All been quite since that attack." Bartholomew stretches, yawns, and takes a pull of the fresh Ale Lhain set down. "I was gonna try and talk a hunnerd gold out of the boss here but them bandits never showed for me to earn it. I guess I will have to settle for the normal rate." Bartholomew glances at his companion as the older fellow drifted off dribbling ale down his front. "I take it has been slow here for you as well? How comes the civilizing?"
On Behalf of Lhain: "If only I could figure out these infernal things" he says throwing the fork and knife down and grabbing what is left of the mangled breast with both hands. As he gets down to the last few bites he realizes that he is being watched. He stops eating, wipes his mouth on his sleeve. Standing up, breast still in hand, he says "I'm not here because of my good manners, and I'm not here for your amusement, I'm here to fight and kill making sure you can enjoy the Foam Fresh safely" then he storms off to the kitchen for a stout drink in peace. |