Episode 1: Festival and Fire

As Butler arrives at the church he begins to look somewhat distracted, his eyes darting about the crowd as he tries to carefully move through the building so he doesn't injure any of the townsfolk with his armoured bulk. "Father Zanthus? Gabrie?" he shouts out into the throng "Has anyone seen Father Zanthus?" he asks some of the townsfolk.

Seeing a rather large fellow move into the church and be let in Aery goes down to investigate. Standing on the end of a pew he listens for a bit before letting out a shrill whistle with two fingers to get people's attention. "You have a description of this guy and uh... lady? That might help people point them out." he offers up.

Describe him? It's his church! Butler thinks to himself as the figure addresses him. He opens his mouth to respond when Father Zanthus makes an appearance, he turns to the priest with a grateful smile and opened his mouth to respond to him before he is cut off again by the questions from the rest of the townsfolk.

He pauses for a moment to process the barrage of questions, holding his hand up to try be instil some calm into the crowd before responding "Friends, I will try to answer you all but please one at a time" as the flow slows somewhat he starts to explain the situation "It seems not an insignificant force of goblins have attacked the town, whilst myself and a few others" he gestures to Alaric as he continues "have dealt with those in the immediate vicinity but there is still sounds of fighting in the rest of the town. I intend to head back out to assist now that I know this location is safe and I will direct any of the other towns people here as I find them." he nods to the crowd in general before turning back to the door pausing to whisper in Alaric's ear "Your bow may be useful out there but your daughter may be safer here, given that she seems a fair shot she would be an asset to the churches defence at the least" he pauses for a second to see how Alaric responds.

Butler, you seem like a good man. I appreciate your point and you may be right. Alaric says quietly.

Alaric turns to Jenna. Jenna? What do you think about staying here? We've been through a lot lately but Butler is right, it's going to be dangerous out there. You know I love you girl, you're old enough to make up your own mind. If you want to stay here for a few days it's ok. If you'd rather go with us though, you know there is nobody I trust more at my back. Alaric smiles at his adopted daughter, seeing Raina in the girl's face.

Aery points towards the man answer the call and watches for a bit.

"If you're looking into who's in charge of the attacking forces and going to take out the goblins' boss I don't mind tagging along. Granted if we could bolster our numbers along the way with other people fighting back against them it would be beneficial as well. Sky's always bluest after a strong wind..." he offers up.

Jimmy has been standing near Father Zanthus. He moves forward now to greet Butler, Aery, Alaric and Jenna. Jenna? I saw you shoot that Gobin. Well done. Jimmy looks around the group. If you don't mind, I'll be travelling with you.

Butler nods at the new figures "Another couple of pairs of hands would be appreciated. My name is Butler Ashdown" he turns to Father Zanthus "Father, if the goblins attack the church while we are out in the town just ring the bell, we will get back here as quickly as we can" he turns back to his new companions "Shall we?" he says with a grin before heading for the door.

"Usuries Trill also known as Aery the Magi blessed by the wind itself." Aery explained he hands extending away from his body with a flourish. "Yeah we should probably get to busting up fights..." he admits and shuffles out the front of the church looking about as he goes outside.

Darakar looked the building up and down from across the street as he used the corner of a house as a back-scratcher.

"A building...whose sole purpose...is the worship...of one burghan," he muttered to himself between scratches before stepping away from the house and finishing his previous thought, "How perverse."

At least there's something to fight, even though these naked badgers may not be able to send me to Vangalr they can sing a catchy tune.

"Now, to find some food, mead, or more of the naked badgers to fight."

Alaric pauses before he follows Butler out of the church. Jenna, if you feel safer staying here until we get the rest of these goblins ran out of town then you can. You know I feel better when I have you nearby but it is dangerous out there. Are you going with me or staying here?

Aery follows the group out of the church until they come upon bodies and makes a sign as if to will the dying spirits to pass on in peace. "Soooo do the north where all the hub bub is bubbling?" he offers turning as they go in that general direction.

Butler nods at Aery as he draws his sword and readies his shield "Aye, the north of town seems to be where we are needed." he says before he starts to trot off in that general direction

As he was about to leave, Darakar noticed several people leave the perverse building across the road. While one seemed to be a child, the rest looked more or less like warriors. His focus was drawn to the human with the shield and sword, he looked to be the khurav of the group.

Approaching the group as the human drew his sword and readied his shield, Darakar called out with as much command over their tongue as he could manage with his missing lip.

"I greet you warriors, are you setting off to find more of the naked badgers? If so then our purposes align. Shall we send them to Munkalhr?"

"I guess we could... I mean we're not drunk yet but maybe after the battles done and over with... Usually the ladies are more supseptable to sexy times with heroes when they aren't likely to die." Aery offers up misunderstanding most likely, "Sure come along, what's a Mon-Kale-hir? Is it like the Short Troll handshake? I mean... usually you get slapped for doing that kind of thing..."

Butler eyes the new figure for a moment before shrugging "We are looking to clear the town of goblins if that is what you mean by 'naked badgers' any assistance would be appreaciated....friend"

Looking at the child in confusion, understanding dawned in Darakar with the shield-warrior's statement. Giving a literal half-smile, Darakar fell into step with the group as they made their way northwards.

"Allow me to clarify, in my homeland the attackers' are referred to as 'naked badgers' because they have a tendency to claw and bite at anything within reach. Munkalhr is the destination of the unworthy dead that still die in battle. Vangalr is the resting place of those that live by the warrior's code and die in battle.

"I am called Darakar, what might I call the rest of you?"

"I am Butler Ashdown" Butler says with a nod to Darakar.

"Ooooh.... well I guess we guess we won't need any lard. Usuries Trill also known as Aery the Magi blessed by the winds themselves." he works through aloud before introducing himself.