Spork growls at you with a furious look. "No! We burn wagons, all other prisoners burn too! That not an option!"

He looks back to the chief's wagon. "I would offer to go in, but I not fit through window. I could give you foot up instead, you probably fit."

Indeed, your short height will make it possible. It wouldn't be the first time you've gotten in somewhere you're not supposed to be like this.

"If you get captured, be distraction while I go for key. We get your people out, grab you, go. So we going, or what?"

Balthur chuckles. "That would be the day... alright, no problem. Don't you worry about me, nothing too bad has happened in my travels yet!"

He waves goodbye and heads on his way. Skywhisper turns to you. "Shall we head back then? The sooner I see the last of these seeds, the better."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=203#2021 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 5/30/2021 at 4:33 PM Spork growls at you with a furious look. "No! We burn wagons, all other prisoners burn too! That not an option!" He looks back to the chief's wagon. "I would offer to go in, but I not fit through window. I could give you foot up instead, you probably fit." Indeed, your short height will make it possible. It wouldn't be the first time you've gotten in somewhere you're not supposed to be like this. "If you get captured, be distraction while I go for key. We get your people out, grab you, go. So we going, or what?"

"That's a much better idea." Nicote nods. Lets hopethis ends better then the last time I went into somewhere. Boost me up then."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=202#2020 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 5/30/2021 at 4:09 PM Numbat nods, relief flooding his features that the group is on the move. "Everything will be ready for your return, just be careful." Crimson starts forward, a couple of steps ahead of you. You make it to the battlezone without her detecting anything amiss. It is dead silent as you both stop in front of the remains of the conflict. Arrows jut out from the snow, just as Numbat said. And so are there the signs of bloodshed. Crimson yips at you, bringing your attention to something in the snow. It appears to be some kind of satchel, seemingly left and forgotten about in the fighting.

Astera looks for a trap around the satchel. If there weren't any traps she would take the satchel and get out of there. She knew they were still in danger but this would help keep them safe. "Crimson thank you for pointing this out. Keep sharp we might have company soon."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=196#1960 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 3/27/2021 at 12:21 PM So far he's appeared wary of the stranger, and unhappy with his presence, Whether that's him feeling naturally protective of you - being your familiar - or just uncomfortable being in the company of someone who robbed you the other day is unclear. The sun shines brightly in the clear sky as the three of you travel along the Adventurer's Road, the wind rustling the frost-covered grasses in the plains which surround you. As you walk, the sun rising from the distant horizon in the new day, the centaur strikes up a conversation. "Why are you pair heading to the 'Crossroads anyway?" he asks.

"To find someone that might know more about the ring. Speaking of which, why'd you keep it on, even after the red flags?"

Spork laces his hands together, providing a sturdy foothold to raise you up to the level of the window.

The decorative window doesn't let you see inside, only that it's dark in there.

You can't see any latches to open the window from this side. It seems you're going to have to get creative to break in - how do you want to do this?

Crimson nods, padding around with her nose to the ground.

No traps - just a weathered old satchel. As you pick it up the frail leather tells you that its days for bearing any useful weight are over. You hear paper crinkle, however, from within. There's something inside it.

Messenger's Satchel added to inventory

As you hastily leave the scene your hellhound returns to your side. "The scents are old. A day or more past maybe? The dwarf snow clearers were definitely one of the groups here though."

He snorts, irritatedly. "Because I'm someone who knows more about the dang thing."

Brazentalons' scrutinising gaze gets more intense. "He's crazy," he decides. "Now can we get rid of him?"

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=203#2027 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 6/2/2021 at 1:12 PM Crimson nods, padding around with her nose to the ground. No traps - just a weathered old satchel. As you pick it up the frail leather tells you that its days for bearing any useful weight are over. You hear paper crinkle, however, from within. There's something inside it. Messenger's Satchel added to inventory As you hastily leave the scene your hellhound returns to your side. "The scents are old. A day or more past maybe? The dwarf snow clearers were definitely one of the groups here though."

"Wait a minute Crimson," Astera opens the satchel to see what is inside. Call her nosy but if there was a messenger nearby she would try to help if the message was meant to help. If it was from Goblins she would at least have some idea what they were up to. "If this is what I think it is we might have to help someone."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=203#2026 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 6/2/2021 at 12:59 PM Spork laces his hands together, providing a sturdy foothold to raise you up to the level of the window. The decorative window doesn't let you see inside, only that it's dark in there. You can't see any latches to open the window from this side. It seems you're going to have to get creative to break in - how do you want to do this?

Shatttering the glass is way too noisy. Nicote wonders if he can just pry it open, since flames = burn down the whole place probably.

Yeah, windows shpuld be pryable right?