Chapter 1, Day 5: The Council at Drellin's Ferry

You are woken well before dawn by the sound of shouting. You hear a commotion out in the streets, "Awake! Awake! Goblins are attacking the west bank!" someone cries. Looking out the window, you can see bright flames leaping up from houses and buildings on the other side of the river and hear the faint roar and crackle of distant flames.

Xara arrives downstairs in time to see Zaris step out the front door, the mage, not having armor to don, was ready as fast as she was.

Zaris steps out onto the street in front of the inn and looks towards the commotion. He can see signs of fire on the other side of the river. He sees a few boys with armfuls of weapons and armour running towards the ferry's landing, probably the town guard are assembling there in preparation for going across the river and meeting the goblin threat.

A few minutes later Pawetha makes he way down stairs.

Five or so minutes later Kaiakas arrives on the ground floor, sword and shield in hand wearing a chain shirt hastily thrown over his head and buckled in place.

Once assembled, the group heads out into the streets and to the ferry landing. There they find Captain Sorana shouting orders, as she tries to assemble together, arm and armour a group of cards in preparation for crossing the river to the west bank where the fires and goblin raiders are attacking. The ferrymen are working to hitch their horses to the pulls and prepare the ferry to transport a squad to the other bank. It looks to be at least another 10 or 15 minutes before the ferry will be ready to depart.

Except by your own means (such as magic, were you so able), the ferry is the only way.

Within moments the ferry is prepared and Sorana and her guards begin to board it, she waves you aboard as well with a shout, "If you're going to help, come aboard!"

The ferry heavily loaded with soldiers and warriors feels like it crawls across the river as the horses toil and struggle to pull it along. The journey is agonizingly slow as you have nothing to do but watch as houses erupt in flame on the opposite shore and slowly burn to the ground.

When the ferry lands Sorana says, "You sweep south, me and the guards will sweep north." With that she and hers are gone. You only get a hundred or so feet from the ferry landing when you spot a trio of goblin worg riders dashing down the street, whooping and shaking their bows in the air. A pair of powerful hell hounds bound along side them...

Pawetha's arrows strike the ground at the worg's feet. While the projectiles missed, the thorns that immediately burst forth from them slash and rend into the rider and mount.

Ghunril, steps to the side and gets a clean blast of breath weapon on the whole group. The cloud of poison is quickly inhaled and they all cough and sputter.