Chapter 1 - Trouble In Red Larch

With all the talking going on and to back up Nadya the Oracle Aukan steps out from behind the rock and stands a few feet behind her and asks, "Everything okay Nadya the Oracle."

"you never know when a random person might show up and blow a hole in your chest, y’know? Just being safe."

Welsh stands up and nods politely from a distance. "The name’s Welsh. Are you...also a hero on a quest of adventure?" He stops, having had a realization. "Wait...did you have the visions too?!"

"Seers are rarely all that precise in my experience." Vanri says simply.

"My greetings to you. My name is Vanri Lightspark. My I inquire into your own name?"

'I see a lot of symbols in my profession. Like my companion said it is not so clear cut, it can take time to interpret my dreams and visions.' She takes a step closer and makes a show of peering at the symbol. 'Recently I have been having very worrying ones, portraying something we much stop. My friends here were also in the dream and, well your symbol rings a bell.'

Welsh walks forward, smiling. "Nadya is being humble. She’s been right so far. So, dwarf...your name?"

Thorgrim's eyes narrow again not sure what the game is but he was out numbered. Then again they were appearing at least friendly enough which was a change and this part of his expedition might could use a few extra folk even if they were a rather odd group of folk. "Okay, well Berronar Truesilver does not ring bells and me name is Thorgrim the True blood of King Torhild Flametongue. And to be clear, I am here to reclaim my family's heritage not stop something but if that be the path the Lady," he taps the shield with his battleaxe to emphasis who he was referring to, "wishes me to take then I will take it." Okay technically he had no such moniker but it sounded better with one and perhaps it would help with interactions if they at least felt he was considered True. I mean it was ambiguous enough as well, as it does not state what he is true to our about.

Vanri bows. "Greetings Berronar Truesilver. I am Vnari Lightspark, apprentice to Master Smith Arana Peacebrow. I am seeking the thief that stole her masterwork."

She gestures, at her companions. "We are most recently out of the town of Red Larch. May I ask from what direction you came?"

'The Gods ways are often complex. I do my best to untangle them but it takes time. All I currently know is a male medusa wishes to rend the earth, and these three, and perhaps you are destined to help me stop him.'

To Vanri he nods acknowledging he heard her, "Hmm well da last place I stayed at that was civilized was the Bargewright Inn just southeast ah 'ere"

To Nadya's statement he gives her a side-long look and says, "Yeah well twould be nice to know on whose behalf ya speak fur, as dare are a quite a few gods out dare whose oracles I would not care to be a helpin'. So who do ya serve?"

"Okay... so to sum that up you are saying you have no clue who it is that is whispering into your ear but you are perfectly willing to follow that voice. Interesting... I am guessing you have no experience with trickster gods and entities. Still as I said we will see what the Lady," he emphasizes Lady by hefting his shield again, "has to say about that. She I trust, as can you all, as it is known what she is all about. So you are all out here stopping bandits while looking for some unknown monster that is going to rend the earth. Great, may the blessings of Berronar Truesilver be with you."

Welsh had definitely never considered the possibility of trickster gods being responsible for the visions. "They haven’t led us astray yet." He pondered silently for the moment. "Either way, we’re here at the behest of the townsfolk. Apparently there is trouble around here."

'I assure you, these visions have led my family for generations and never astray.' The dwarf was being annoyingly logical. Also trickster gods...was that why she had suddenly finally got a vision? No, she was surely just a late bloomer that's all.

To Nadya he replies, "Well I should remind you that several generations for you short lived humans is but the mere lifespan of a dwarf and we have been following our gods for far longer than even the existence of your oral history." He then looks over at Welsh, "Okay so have you found the source of this trouble as of yet?"

Aukan had been following the conversation thus far but had nothing to really say to it until now. "Well Thorgrim the True we found this," he holds up the arrow that he has not figured out what to do with quite yet.

Thorgrim looks at the arrow that the big guy holds up, "An arrow?"

At the question Aukan realizes he might need to explain things in a bit more detail and so says, "It had a note and Nadya the Oracle is good," Aukan points the butt of the arrow towards Nadya, "she knew we," he indicates the other two using his arrow, "were all going to show up at the same place in village of Red Larch and was there waiting for us. She knew where some bandits were, and we went there and captured them, well one of them anyway, and Welsh the Satyr," he indicates Welsh with the arrow, "was made a powerful hero by a fantastical creature, so powerful that he even recovered from being vaporized. So now you know and I hope you understand."