Memories of Holdenshire.

Scarfs has finished shopping and strides over to Belton Freedew in her new boots.

"I'm ready when you are."

Bout time growls the goblinoid ooze as he scowls at the pretty new boots. Can we go now

Just great, let's go! he says after hearing the commotion while he tries to herd his party after Belton

I drop anything I do and I go with the rest of the party. I hope that I managed to get what I wanted and pay for my share of equipment I bought.

Ugost will separate himself from the rest of the party while keeping Belton in sight
Nothing to do with me . . . Just a simple goblin out about town. He tries to causally hurry as any disreputable goblin might when faced with town guards.

Scarfs will lead the way leaving only shadows of long red hair. She is rather eager to leave, and it is rather noticeable. She has no intention on tangling with Tariq Crestveil, captain of the guards, after he found the body of Annika Crestveil. Scarfs was pretty sure that was who the body was and now she is positive of it.

She says to Garbuffel, "Keep up shorts." in a mere look back. (At 5'6" she still towers over him even with the hat.)

Agile Scarfs wonders what a famous adventurer like Annika had dealing with Tariq and why she said "You're finally free" before dying. Mystery that bothers Scarfs.

That and she had only five silver coins on her. Darn Goblins did better. Scarfs is one that knows the value of the coin. Scarfs has been around a lot.

Her light green eyes seem to be rather alert as she watches for trouble and looks much like a traveler but in better looking gear. (Perception 22 system decided to roll again for me. So sweet.)

Zariana follows along behind Scarfs, "Do you know where we're going?" She whispers looking about in the dark.

She does a quick head count of the number of people in the group, "Do you know the layout of the city? Perhaps there's a high wall we can get over to get out."

Zariana had no clue about the city's lay out, it felt as though she'd simply awoken in the dungeon with the dying woman and maybe she had, that was a distinct possibility given the way her life cycle worked.

"I really like your boots." Zariana added. She'd bought a pair herself but they were slung over her pack as fresh blisters during an escape seemed like a bad idea. The skin full of wine on the other hand had felt like a good investment. "They're very nice."

Scarfs says to Zarinana, "We just head over to Tinbellow's. Just follow me. Belton will get us out of town. And yes, I do love these new boots. They are worth the two gold coins."

At's right. I's a goblin of opportunity. And now I be taking yours. Charun chuckles sinisterly as he climbs up to the front of the wagon. He sets his greatclub at his feet and leans back tipping his 'hat' low to shade his eyes.

Garbuffel followed along and sat on the wagon, pouting.
Garbuffel will remember this.

Vuraz hides inside the wagon. He barely found time to pack his stuff before leaving the shop. "Ready when you are!", he says in his deep voice.