Chapter 2 - The Raiders’ Camp

"That's a shame, so we have to work moving the loot and maintain camp, the other prisoners have to work cooking and cleaning, but some good for nothing monk doesn't have to? I'm guessing he's in some special tent somewhere, probably getting served a better meal than we are." He fills the cultists drink again. "I tell ya, I never trust a monk, something about someone that can look you in the eye and kick you in the back at the same time. It's just unnatural, I tell ya... He pauses to drink, "I wonder what they want him for..."

'So what I hear is there going to be a lotta gold in the cave going to waste, because tehy think an imaginay dragons gonna come fore it? Anyone ever.. ya know considered taking a little extra?'

Octavia wears a grim expression as the mercenaries leave. 'Agreed. While I would like to agree they are delusional if they are not his is a preamble.'

"Aye hanging out... thats a good one... hahahaha, enjoy jibjabbing, I must be off, enjoy the rest of this and I don't envy you in the morning..." Kirsk puts the rest of the flagon next to the cultists, puts his arm around Kel, "Let's be off..." As they leave the fire and the cultists Kirsk walks off to a more secluded spot and reaching into his bag pulls out a piece of jerky and some fruit, giving some to Kel, "Let's sit for a moment and think through what's next. Right now, we are just two cultists, enjoying some supper... what do you think about the information, do you think we need more? If we are to find and rescue Leosin it will put us face to face with the only ones who could probably identify us, and closer to the dragon. If you are comfortable with the information we have to bring back to the governor then perhaps one of you can bring back the information while I try to rescue Leosin. I do not wish anyone to suffer at the hands of the cult, but I do not think everybody should go in blindly..."

AS Kel is about to answer Kirsk, Octavia and Zachary show up. "Indeed. Though I implore you to keep your revelry at a more acceptable volume, so as to not disturb our leaders in their tent over yonder," she tells the two, gesturing towards the leaders' tent and making sure to include Leosin in her broad gesture.

Making sure her voice is lowered, she responds to Kirsk. "I appreciate your need to sacrifice yourself for everything, but truly, you make the most noise of any of us. I am the quietest out of us all, and, should we have an extra cultist robe around, he and I should be able to sneak out of here whilst the festivities are high."

"I agree, perhaps my loudness can make a distraction then."

Kirsk gives a lowdown of all that they learned. "If we are to save the others, it should be done soon while some of the cultists are still foggy headed. Perhaps we can invite the Kobalds to join the camp, or eat with the others. Since there's no love between the cultists and the Kobolds maybe we can get a fight going. Use that as a distraction and try to escape."