[IC] Death & Taxes (Session 1)
Or maybe it's some sorta money scheme...? Baron found out sumpin's goin' on down 'ere, demands more and more 'til 'ey've 'ad enough and... what?", he shrugs, " Maybe 'ey got a little leverage of 'eir own ta push back? Got da taxes ta 'go away'? Maybe 'ey pushed too 'ard and got woiped out by 'im?", he shrugs again.
" Whateva it is, sounds loik sumpin' 'at one party or another woulda loiked ta stay forgotten..."


The second approach would be to head southeast to the crossroads shown on the area map, known as Cailn Crossroads. From there, you could take footpaths due south—Hildar recalls reading about these in his studies—until you reach the edge of the Blackwing Swamp from the north. The smaller map seems to show a tributary of the Flametail River flowing southeast through Buzzards’ Ford. Assuming you could find water transport—perhaps with one of the Lizardfolk tribes if you could establish friendly relations— you could come into the town from this direction, saving potentially two days’ worth of travel and gaining the element of surprise on the villagers. However, that might also cause problems, especially if they’re as jumpy as you’ve heard they might be. Presumably, they don’t get along with the Lizardfolk.
In sum, you can take the tried-and-true approach and arrive in four days by horse cart, traversing the river in two places to do so. Or you can take your chances with either a swamp guide or the Lizardfolk and try to reach the village by river from the north. This latter approach would shave a day of travel time off and give you the element of surprise, but it might present difficulties due to your horse cart.
Either way, the Cailn Crossroads is on the route either way, and Tronus happens to know a guild mate there named Gilga Oakenwheel who might be able to care for your horse or set you up with a swamp guide if you’d like—for the right price, of course.

Which I think means there is no consensus, and Hildar is thereby the decider in chief.

It's a good place to stop for the night one way or another.
"Merchant clans always follow the money... and there's always money to follow. Wondering if you could tell me about a place though." Tronus says matter of factly before asking her about her insights.
"One of the junior associates with the company gives me headaches with anything remotely related to gambling." Tronus admits with a sigh and a tired frown.
Buzzard's Ford west of here... he states running a hand through his moustache.