"I wonder why this place was abandoned anyway?"
Tincorva will enter the monastery carefully by way of the ruined doors. With his crossbow ready, if needed.
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"Well, I'm going to hang on to this dubious shrunken head talisman. It's got weak illusionary magic, so it ought not be a threat."
Tincorva will try and fiddle with the the shrunken head in the hopes of figuring out how it works.
Tincorva will concentrate on that shrunken head to see if he can determine what kind of magic
"Well, I can give it a go." Tincorva will cast Detect Magic on the items found to determine what, if anything, is actually magical.
Tincorva will likewise aid in searching the place
Tincorva tries hitting the animated pot with another Acid Splash.
"This pot looks like it can withstand a lot of brute force. I'll try something different." Tincorva tries to hit the pot with an Acid Splash cantrip, to see if that has any more effect than brute force.
Tincorva shoots a magic missile at the animated cauldron and then steps back to let the fighting types have some room for it.
"Off hand, if that is the witch, Ulizmila, it looks like she'sdead! It also looks like a burial, not a murder." Tincorva will also try to see if he can spot anything else more helpful.
With a smile, Tincorva says: "I think Kiroto loosed that old door for me!" He peers inside before following Jordi into the witch's hut.
"True. She might even have some notes about how to find about the Rat's Tail herbs, which would be helpful too."
"I think so. The walls of that hut would be better defence against wolves than being out in the open."
"Some people have thethe fun!"
Tincorva shoots a fire ray the wolf attacking Batya.
Tincorva, hands on hips and tapping one foot, is clearly getting impatient and tetchy … "Now see here … If Ulizmila has been killed, which looks likely, then yammering at her door about manners won't help anyone." … Tincorva then marches right up to up to Ulizmila's door and starts banging on it with the pommel of his dagger. And starts shouting at the top of his lungs:
He then steps back to see if there's any response. He looks quite smug now that he's made enough noise to wake the dead. And he's looking at the witch's home to see if there's any sort of reaction
"I think it's deserted. Considered the nasty sights we've seen on the way here, that witch could well be dead already. I think it may be prudent to look in her home to see if she's dead or alive. Carefully, mind. If she was killed by something nasty, it might still be in there."
"This doesn't look at all inviting. Maybe we just need a bit more light." With that, Tincorva uses his Dancing Lights to light up the witch's hovel to see things cleareer. Moving them into the hovel if there's any openings, like a window.
"Can anyone else see anything? I certainly can't."
"The Witch's Hut should be closest. And I don't like the idea of marching through this forest at night. Not after that thing attacked us. Whatever it was." Since the beast we killed doesn't look natural, Tincorva will also try to remember if he's ever heard of a beast like it.
"Okay, we better get moving before it gets dark."
"I fancy that signet ring. I would rather like to have that. I can't really use rest of these things. Wrong size."
Tincorva shoots another fire ray at the reptile and steps back another 5 feet away from it.
Tincorva tries shooting a fire ray at the strange creature.
He then steps back 5 ft from the trunk "Ha! Burn you, you … whatever you are!
"Well, this tree does look huge. And should therefore be old. I wonder where on this tree we might find that Elder Moss? It will probably require a bit of climbing to have a good look."
"That doesn't look good at all! Some sort of sacrifice, maybe?"
Tincorva follows along, as bet he can with his shorter stride, and tries to be alert too.
"That sounds fine to me too."
"It's probably a good idea not to enter a forest at night."
"Thank you so much for your help! I'm sure it will help our wee quest against this plague."
Tincorva follows Drakroo toward Milon. "Hello! My friends Drakroo, Jordi, and Kiroto, and myself, are all looking for herbs to help the townsfolk deal with the plague. We've been told you're the best person to help us find what we need in the forest." "Care for a little repast; to talk business? I seem to have acquired more food than I can eat at the moment and my appetite isn't nearly as robust as a halfling's. Oh, yes, my name is Tincorva, by the way."
Tincorva trundles behind Drakroo, still overloaded with the huge repast he bought from the farmer on the road.
"Oh well, easy come, easy go. You have to admit, it was a fast way of getting information. Even if a bit expensive."
"I'm sure a liquid lunch would help that sore throat of yours!"
"Liquid Lunch tax, more like." Tincorva thinks with an inward sigh. "Well, we don't want to take too much of your time. Oh, make sure you buy the wife and kids something nice." says Tincorva, handing the foreman 2 gold pieces.
"Sounds like a good idea"
"We should probably ask if anyone knows of this Milo chap first."
"Agreed. Hopefully, Milon can tell us about that Rat's Tail Herb. That's the one we don't have a description or location of as yet."
"Well, thank you all the same. You've been most helpful. And provided us with a splendid roadside feast!"
"Well! This feast would be enough to satisfy even a hungry halfling for two whole days, I should think!" "This is a huge repast! Nice doing business with you! I don't suppose you've ever heard of an odd herb called 'rat tail' by any chance have you?"
"As luck would have it, I am getting a bit peckish with this walking along the road. Here's a bit of coin for some of your food." Tincorva will pay him 2 GP for as much food as the farmer will give him for that. And hoping to butter up up for mor information that way too.
"Hello! As luck would have it, we're looking for Milon Rhoddam. We were told he can help us with information about finding some herbs useful for dealing with the plague in Falcon's Hollow."
"We might as well go look for him first. The more information we get first about what we're looking for, the better."
"Milon Rhoddam. Got it, thanks!"
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