Things are about to change (IC)

[Telfire]

"it seems we have achieved what we set out to" Wolf says as he turns to the rest of the party
Wolf wanders off and tries talks to some of the refugees about what happened to them.

[Gandariel]

if i got a medal for each ugly monster i kill i would be rich by now, heh..

so wow, we're in the army!
Ah, old times serving my liutenants...
well, we didn't exactly ask to join this "force" but i guess they're the good guys.. right?

Zurkon tries to talk to some soldiers to get some info on the capitain, on the enemies, and such

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[firemagehao]

Org takes a rock from his pocket, and sharpens his sword.

[GodGoblin]

Dwin walked up to the stage and accepted the medal all with a stunned expression on his face. The sheer brutality of the mans punishment suddenly made him feel very out of his depth.

[ShadowHawke]

Talking with the refugees yields no further information except to reinforce that most were taken off guard by the attack and the fort itself was severely unprepared for the assault. Without the arrival of Captain Blain the fort would have surely fallen.

Asking questions about Captain Blain reveals that many if not all of his soldiers respect him. They consider him fair and loyal to those that follow his orders. Most think he is slightly rules bound but in all fairness, many of those are alive today due to his leadership and tactical skills in battle.

After about an hour the group walks to Captain Blain's office and enter. They notice the Captain examining a map of the area around Bluff Hills. A number of small red pins dot the map. An aid with a stack of papers stands to his side and Sergeant Aramil is on the other side of the map.

The Captain bangs his fist against the side of the wall, "Were in the blazes is he holed up?"

He turns and looks at the group, "Well now, maybe you can help me find some answers."

The Captain moves behind a desk and sits down. Sergeant Aramil moves to his side. "We have three problems: 1) Someone is spying out settlements and caravans in the area and providing Uskos with details information, 2) Someone is supplying Uskos's forces with superior weaponry, and 3) We don't know where Uskos's current base of operations is so we can not mount an attack."

He pauses as he looks at each member of the party and then continues, "Your assignment, lieutenants, is to find out who is acting as Uskos's spy, who is supplying him with his weapons, and, most importantly, where his current base of operations is. Sergeant Aramil here will be your liaison. He will provide you with any reasonable supplies and answer any questions you may have. Dismissed."

[Gandariel]

Looks hard.. speakin' has never been my best skill... i'm more of the "slash first, ask question later" kind of guy..
anyway, we'll do our best..

after we go away
so what now guys?
i suggest first we go speak to the blacksmith for the weapons and the guards, maybe they saw someone going away from the fort..

[firemagehao]

"Do we know where the weaponry is coming from, so we could cut their supply lines?"

[GodGoblin]

"Luckily talking is my strong point! And I agree the blacksmith would be the best start, he may know recognise the style of them or something. Hell he might even be doing it! But that would be too easy" Dwin says to the others obviously more cheery than before.

[ShadowHawke]

Sergeant Aramil looks at the group nodding, "The only information we have is the invaders attacked at night. They were better organized and high quality weapons than those normally carried by orcs and ogres. If you must know of what quality than I suggest you talk with the fort's weapon smith. We know that the Ogre commander had a hand drawn map of the fort with guard positions and schedules. And the only other information that we have is that only three groups have came to this fort and left before the attack, those would be a family of entertainers, a prospector by the name of Horios and a traveling halfling merchant by the name of Roin."

[firemagehao]

"I have never known an honest halfling."

[Gandariel]

In my lands, when an enemy somehow got a map of our troop disposition and guard schedules, we would just re organize it all...
it would be a good idea toset new patrol groups, schedules; then heavily control everyone who wants to go out...
we'll go talk to these persons anyway

[GodGoblin]

Dwin turns to Org "Excuse me!? ..Actually neither have I, but that doesnt make us all crooks!"

[ShadowHawke]

The party decides to visit the fort's weapon-smith, Dovann (a mountain dwarf). The dwarf looks up as the group walks into the weapon-smith building, "What may I do for heroes such as yourselves?"

[GodGoblin]

"Greeting Master Dwarf!" Dwin bellows as he strolls towards him. "Sadly we are not here to barter but on an errand from the captain Blain himself. We have been told you may be able to give us some information on the high quality weapons the enemy is using?"

[ShadowHawke]

The dwarf looks at Zurkon and then at the others as he seems to grin, "So I might. It seems that these invaders had very impressive weapons when compared to others of their kind." He walks over to the side and pulls out a great sword, two short swords and a few hand axes - he drops them onto a blanketed workbench. Each glints brightly in the rooms meager light most provided by the fire in the hearth.

The dwarf points down at the blades, "These are of master work quality that is for sure, but they were made by various weapon smiths throughout the Flanaess. I would wager they were acquired through some sort of middleman, a weapon supplier perhaps."

He pauses as he considers for a moment and then he looks back up at Zurkon, "Ahh, yes. I only know of one weapon supplier in this area able to handle this sort of volume perhaps. He lives on the outskirts of Sennigford south of here. His name is Valian and it is well known he supplies anyone if the price is right."

[firemagehao]

Let us set out. My sword is ready at my side, and things in this fort have been to peaceful for my taste.

[Telfire]

"Org speaks truth. I feel restless here, my feet yearn for the trail"

[GodGoblin]

"Absolutely, Thankyou for the help!" Dwin says to to the Blacksmith before following the others

[Gandariel]

thanks, brother.. we'll make them pay, heh!
Praise Hanseath!
he says before leaving
so.. i guess we just have to go, right?

[ShadowHawke]

The day is still early around 10 or 11 at the most...

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Does that party wish to do any further information gathering at the fort? As "lieutenants" does the party wish to resupply before walking back to Senningford?

[GodGoblin]

"On to Senningford sounds good to me, although maybe we should ask the Captain for some mounts? I still havent got much money so buying our own may be a problem"

[firemagehao]

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Hmmm... I think those italics are trying to tell us something. too bad I have no cash.

[ShadowHawke]

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Hint: The Captain had indicated to talk with Sergeant Aramil about any of your needs. You are "lieutenants" in the special forces - and by all means a part of the "military/army". Entitled to certain requisitions if the right people are asked - the fort has a supply officer?

[GodGoblin]

"On second thoughts lets just go see if this place has a supply officer! We are lieutenants after all." Dwin says with a sudden realisation, perhaps from Yondalla herself.

[Gandariel]

guess what? i was thinkin' aboot the same thing!

[Telfire]

"hmm he may have something i require..."

[Gandariel]

ok then, i guess the whole party goes to the supply officer and asks for mounts for a special mission

[firemagehao]

As the party looks for the horses, Org begins to get impatient.

[Gandariel]

To fight the boredom (and beat up some orc, maybe) Zurkon proposes to org: Hey, fellow, while we wait, do you want to put up a little fight? not to the death, obviously, the first to go ko loses. And don't worry, i'll heal you afterwards

[firemagehao]

"Good, although I am not sure I am the one who will need healing. Come. Let us find a clearing." As they reach the clearing, Org's hands burst into flame.
He waits for Zurkon to make the first move.