Chapter 1 - Trouble In Red Larch

Nadya quickly hides her surprise at how clueless the satyr was. It was kind of sweet in a way. 'It's a place of study and teaching. Also o assholes who expect thing to be done their way or no way. The drinks are good if you know where to look though

Harburk laughs at Nadya’s description of academia. "Ha! Couldn’t have said it better myself. Dornan’s a town elder, and he expects people to just accept what he says because of that...what a prick...they’ve been no help lately", he clears his throat and looks at Vanri, "So, who was your master young lady?"

"Wow, so did you succeed? Did you manage to make a sword that magical?", Harburk takes a deep drag of his beer.

Harburk nods solemnly, "I sincerely hope that you succeed. Thieves like that needs to be brought to justice".

The party starts to dissipate little by little, and eventually you also turn in for the night. Another long day awaits in the morning with the planned expedition to Lance Rock. You go to bed and dream unclear, swirly dreams about fires, earthquakes, floods and raging storms. The dreams are unsubstantial and fades quickly as you wake up, but they do leave you with a deep sense of unease.

You all walk down into the common room of the Swinging Sword, ready for another day of adventuring.

Kaylessa greets Welsh cheerfully, "A lot better today after you caught them hoodlums yesterday! I knew I had the right feelin’ ‘bout you all"

Kaylessa brings food and drink to the whole group, he face grim as she addresses Welsh, "I don’t know exactly what’s out there. I just hear from travellers coming that way that something foul seems to live in a cave near it. Someone mentioned the area being affected by plague...whatever that means"

'That Ekun fella of yours? Well sometimes weird creatures send clue because they feel like it.' Nadya clearly enjoys the praise she's being fed.

'Well it is the duty of my family to kind heroes after all? Though a plague.. tah tsounds fun.'