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saalaria wrote:"How far do you think we've come from the village?"

OC: The group is free to role-play this question out, but it's reasonable as DM for me to give you some sense of where you are. Lacking the means to edit the map right now, I'll try to give you a rough idea by describing it.

At the top of the map, the river forks again. Start in the hex with the fork. Go two hexes southwest, following the river. You'll see a hex with a bunch of little dots in it, forming what looks like a horizontal line. You think you're about there.

Old Anja (Shaman)

Anja studies the escarpment carefully, and mumbles something about thinking that the moors were much larger.

Tret, rogue

Just be glad we're almost out of them. I'll take a forest or mountains to moors any day.

Jörg - Fighter
"Where is war? Wenches? Wine? So far Jörg only see Meringered do silly dance! Who will Jörg best in battle?" he asks, puzzled. Turning to Athelstan, "You almost as mighty as Jörg, come let us stain your shiny armor with the gore of enemy!"

Athelstan - Fighter

Athelstan frowns at Jorg and says "My good man, this armor has been stained with the blood of hundreds of goblins and their ilk. I admire your prowess, but I do not engage in feats of strength like commoners. But I would find it favorable to join you in slaughtering these filth and returning Stephen to his home. Then we can bask in the glory of victory, and the women and wine you speak of will flow like this filthy Traldaran river....

Let's check this ford, shall we?

Tret, rogue

Tret scouts the ford.

You suspect that it's almost half a day's travel to the ford. You'd reach it after midnight if you left now. Is that your intention?

badams30 wrote:Athelstan - Fighter

Athelstan frowns at Jorg and says "My good man, this armor has been stained with the blood of hundreds of goblins and their ilk. I admire your prowess, but I do not engage in feats of strength like commoners. But I would find it favorable to join you in slaughtering these filth and returning Stephen to his home. Then we can bask in the glory of victory, and the women and wine you speak of will flow like this filthy Traldaran river....

Let's check this ford, shall we?

Jörg - Fighter
"You use many words Athelstan. Jörg is commoner. Jörg is Traldaran. Say what you mean." the big man says with a steely glare.

Meringered is hearing what he feared he would hear when he learned that Jörg would be following them. "Maybe we should get going? Why not go this way?" asks the cleric, indicating the side of the river going north east.