Phandalin

Etch, caught off guard by the sudden attack, is unable to connect with his counter, much to the relief of his opponent. Fortunately Colten and Delg have better luck, each striking one of the men with their attacks. Undeterred both lash out at their nearest rivals.

While Etch is able to easily deflect his opponent's first attack, the man gets lucky with the a counter stroke and scores a glancing blow off of armor.

Colten is also able to fend off one attack, but the second gets through his defense and nicks the nobleman across the collar bone.

Colten's blade easily slips between the ribs of his bandit attacker, piercing the man's heart in the process. He crumples to the ground and quickly bleeds out.

Lunging forward Etch's greatsword nearly bisects the remaining bandit as it slices through the his midsection. With both of the guards easily dispatched you notice the three prisoners in the southern cell. Not sure what to make of the construct the women in the cell ushers two other prisoners away from the bars.

Her voice trembling she asks, "Who… who are you?"

The bars creak and start to bend as Etch strains to pull the cell door open. His efforts, however, fail. The women cautiously walks forward from the back of the cell. "The wizard is the only one I've ever seen with a key to these pens" she offers, "but there may be something of use in that pile."

She points to a pile of discarded clothing along the far wall off the room.

Finding a few old tools in the pile of clothing Colten is able to bust the old lock just enough that the cell door can now swing freely. Motioning the two others in the cell forward the woman cautiously exits and gives a few swift kicks to one of the dead guards.

"Redbrand bastards…" she spits. "They was going to sell us!!"

Taking a few deep breaths to get a hold of her emotions she introduces herself. "I am called Mirna Dendrar and these are my children, Nars and Nilsa. Redbrands murdered my husband and then came back for us."

"Unless those weapons are wood carving tools, I'm afraid they won't be of much use to us" Mirna claims. "We just want to get out here and back to town."

"We're not staying another minute in the this place!" Mirna exclaims. "We will follow behind you, just lead the way out of here."

Etch sense of smell is overwhelmed by the rankness of the cells. If there are other bandits close by he's unable to detect them.