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

Kellin speaks up, "A dragon? Dragon's just want treasure don't they... Let's just give them treasure this time, but see to our defenses. If they come back next year and ask for more, we'll be ready to fight then!"

Wiston pipes up at this point, "Maybe.. I don't see what it could hurt to at least ask them what they want.. but maybe we should tell folks to get their children and elderly in wagons heading east, while we still can."

Delora, who has been silent up until now, finally speaks "I am in agreement with our guests. I've seen towns put to the sword before. Death or slavery await us if we remain here. We must gather the things we can and flee east, the sooner the better!"

Xara, looking around, gets the sense that of all those here Wiston was, when they arrived, the most indecisive... but now, given the arguments that have been made and the firm approval of Delora, his expression has become fixed, "It is decided. We evacuate the town. Iormel and Kellin, spread the word, while Delora, Sorana and I take record of the hoard's size and composition." With the decision made firmly, Iromel and Kellin bow their heads respectfully and grudgingly get to their feet, leaving to execute the town speaker's decision.

Wiston looks back to Ghunril, "Tell us, when you saw the hoard what did you see?"

Sorana stands, sighing heavily, "This is terrible news indeed. I'm glad you convinced the others to flee. I can see if we can spare a few militia to warn those in Dauth and Prosser." She leans over the map and points at the rally point of the hoard, then traces the path it will have to follow to reach Drellen's Ferry given that the Skull Gorge Bridge has been destroyed, "Given the size of the hoard, it will take them at least 6 days, probably closer to 8 or 9. That will give us a good head start, thank you. I need to get preparations in order, and ensure that we are prepared for any attacks such as last nights in the meantime." She bows her head politely before leaving you alone with the speaker.

Wiston's brow is furrowed, he is clearly worried about these developments, "I am not sure there is more you can do for us. I'm afraid I'll I have for you is our thanks. With luck the whole village will be on the road to Brindol within a couple days. I do hope the road to Brindol is safe."

Pawetha is able to secure a bundle of arrows from the blacksmith, who insists she need not pay - given all that they've done what with warning the town about the coming hoard. He's one day into the armour and short sword, and insists that, if they are willing to wait, and as long as the hoard doesn't knock the place over before he's done, he's willing to stay behind and finish the work.

Xara finds herself on the west bank, where she had been headed the day before when Pawetha had distracted her on the ferry. She finds a small druid grove and the local druid there. He is a friendly man, and all to keen to help the heroes whose coming saved Drellen's Ferry. He provides her with 2 healing potions at no charge, and offers to brew up to three more for only their cost in components (that's 25gp each). It will, he laments, take a day for the brew to finish, however.