The Den of Terror

"Yes, yes I suppose. Apologies, I sometimes get carried away in the waves of crowds."

Lets just say Leilanad was more shocked at the nearly murdering of the Dryad than I was.

Leilanad follows.

Wat-Sun also follows.

Errwick manages to wrestle his way out of the crowd and follow the rest of the party.
"Are we to be gettink the job? Where will we be findink the desperaderados?"

Just waiting on Hiro to follow now. Go poke him if you're waiting. =P

...Be fair, you took the Bard. Suzy has no idea you're leaving, though, considering her focus has since shifted. Though I admit I should've posted this sooner, my bad on that front.


Suzy tilts her head to the side in confusion. <"I've always spoke Elvish...And...Um...Whats a Devilspawn? And what booths?">

Oh, I'm fully aware Suzy doesn't know people are leaving. Just reminding people that they haven't thought ahead more than one post. Actually, there are bigger issues with the current action, which Errwick is very subtly pointing out.
But yes. You should have posted quite a while ago. =P

Felicia pauses mid sentence, and completely deflates.
<"You're not here for the con, are you?">

<"No...I dont think I've heard of it before. Im not really from around here."> Suzy replies, turning her head in confusion.

Felicia goes a little red with embarrassment, looking incredibly disappointed, and mumbles a forlorn excuse for leaving, scurrying off in dismay at how dumb she now felt she looked. <-XP will be coming out of this totally pointless encounter, yes. =P

The crowd has now thinned out enough around your bard that you can all communicate relatively easily with each other, without having to fight through the hordes of haggling habitué. =3

Leilanad pauses and says, "I feel as if we are missing something very important."

"Presumably a location perhaps? 'Tis you who talked to Sir Hector."

"There's a ruin in the woods near his estate," replied Leilanad.

Roll Wisdom to see if you recall wandering about in the woods completely lost for several hours yesterday, and can somehow join the dots with what I'm saying here.

Hey, Lyndan, mind if I borrow those gloves of yours?

If I roll a 20 I'll still fail to remember. It didn't happen to me. I was the guy who got almost killed by wolf who only ever rolled 16-20.

Point. After those wolves, there is definitely gonna be a wolf boss on a pogostick, to match their jumping prowess.

"I believe Lielanad may be referring to our little spell-whispering, elvish, child companion." I say, turning around and motioing for Suzy to join us.

"Actually I was refering to that beuuutiful girl in the green dress over there, but I guess that can wait until after we kill the bandits," said Leilanad.

Assuming Suzy doesn't resist, you head back to the farm with Zak leading you. It's only a short journey, and you manage to make pretty good time. You can't see the lad you spoke to earlier, but this isn't unexpected. It's a big ol' farm, and probably takes a lot of work to look after.

Leilanad looks to the woods to see where they're headed.

Thunderscreamer carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

7

Spot +7

You see a very dense woodland. There could be any number of ruined buildings out there amongst the trees.

"Well damn," said Leilanad. "Guess we've got to ask the farmhands. It'll take hours if we try and scope out every bit of woodland trying to find the bandits' outpost," he muttered.

Leilanad, being a ranger, knows this.

I search for the farmhands to question about any pertinent information, thinking with my paranoid thoughts that maybe one of them is in league with the bandits.

Zak carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

8

+ 7

You go straight to the farmhouse with apparently no attempt to communicate your intentions to the rest of your teammates. You are less than surprised to find an elderly female, presumably the farmer's wife. Do you want to RP through it, or just roll Gather Information?

I turn to Suzy and say "<If you do wish to learn the bardic arts I can teach you>" (Lolkillingtime)

DISTRACTION!
Suzy turns quickly to the Bard, nodding enthusiastically at the prospect with a look of joy upon her face.

Leilanad surveys the farm, looking at all the crops and animals being kept.

Spot +7