1. Winter Festival of Newville

You and your companions come over the rolling hill to see the forested valley under the shadow of Mount Strumpet. A large clearing where the village of Newville sits is surrounded by endless banks of twinkling white snow in the light of the winter dawn. The icy tranquility of what would otherwise be a breathtaking view is marred by thin tendrils of smoke rising from various cottages and buildings that are visible even from this distance.

You each received this letter from Albo.

Elias looks out upon the landscape seeking out the home of Albo, Now which one is it? This is a game he likes to play with himself whenever he approaches civilization so that if something were to happen he could spot the buildings of Importance quickly and make his way there as fast as possible, it's also useful to know if you see a specific building under attack what is inside to determine the motives of the creatures.

Anne walking with the party looks down to see the village of Newville with an excited smile on her face.

"I think we should just walk on down there and ask around until we find Mr. Albo like check the local inn and Tavern. Maybe he can take us to go talk to the Mayor so we can find out what is needed of us. If they don't need us right away, we can just take the day to enjoy ourselves. " She said a moment later after licking a snowflake off her dainty little nose.

This was her first time attending a Winter Festival and getting to finally see a village after just looking at mountains and snow for a while was a welcome sight to see. Anne is looking forward to having everyone enjoy themselves before the work ahead.

Looks like a friendly place as all halfling towns do.
I re-warm my boots with another incantation of Prestidigitation.
Just curious, does the snow below us show many or any tracks of other people arriving?

Gimdrus who has been behind the group always complaining about his short legs simply note One don't need to ask to find a tavern. It smells miles away. Halfling bread and ale ! Let' s go before I drown in my own saliva!
and don't waste time admiring the view enjoying the leading position of the party for a short moment.

Anne nods. "How about you lead on then Gimdrus and we'll follow? C'mon everyone, let's go!"

She starts to follow Gimdrus who is apparently walking ahead of the others towards Newville.

Yes. Nog says in agreement Let Grimdrus lead the way, i could go for a slower pace. Its cold, and the soon we get to a tavern the sooner i can get my bones to stop hurting. he says as he shivers with the group trying to use his blanket as a cloak to keep him warm.

Anne smiles at that and follows Gindrus with Nog, Wyce and Elias following them towards the Tavern of Newville looking forward to a delicious meal and drink.

But the smile is soon to be dropped as you and your companions quicken your pace down the last ridge and into the valley of the village proper, you see that destruction has been visited upon this idyllic rural community. Several corpses lie in bloodstained snowbanks, and the wails of villagers wracked with pain and sorrow break even the snow-muffled silence of winter. Something far worse than a bad fruitcake has been visited upon this winter wonderland…

Nog looks for survivors, either on death's door or severely wound. Using "save the dying" or his medicine skills where appropriate.

Anne looked at the grisly scene around them in shock. Tears slowly begin to fall down her face.

"What happened here? This is terrible. What kind of heartless person or monster would do such a thing? This is supposed to be a time for joy, cheer, and peace in the world! I was looking forward to going to my first ever festival. Now its ruined. I hope we can find the survivors and take care of them as well as find out what happened. Hope we can find Mr. Albo too. " She said with disappointment.

What a tradgedy!
I will follow Nog and help as well as I can having no related skills.
Nog, how can I help? I mostly use Prestigitation to clean wounds.
While helping, I inspect the wounds to see if they were inflicted by beasts or by weapons.

Elias Breaks off into a run towards Albo's house hopefully he would find Albo there but Perhaps Not Albo could very well be trying to help others or even worse dead.

Uhhhh Nog grunts in hesitation, clearly having reacted on instinct and not thinking this trough You can help me find survivors for now. he says glad that he's not alone in want to help the villagers.

Anne looks around and tries to look for Albo, the mayor, anyone who is still alive to ask them what has happened. Though she is heartbroken, she is determined to help out.

She shouts out "If anyone is alive out there, please let yourselves be known! We are all here to help you. "

The dead are not fresh, it must have been several hours. It is true that during the night it is difficult to work or do much . But this morning the town is somewhat alive people are busy trying to put some sort of doors on the house opening, helping to carry the dead.

Anne walks up to one of the survivors and asked "Excuse me but can you tell us what happened here? My name is Anne and we were invited to the Newville Winter festival by a man named Albo New."

She would try to help out in town whatever they need her to do too like gathering firewood, clearing debris, and other things like that.