conversations: human
conversations:  It was spring in the Dalelands, and the wild grass that grew in green clumps and waves at the side of the dirt paths that blew in the gentle morning breeze, re-grown now from a long cold winter - soft fluffy white clouds dotted a rich blue sky, and the sun warmed your skin, as you walked in and out of its patches dotting the well worn ruts of the paths.
  
  
  
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Post a character intrduction and description please.
   
conversations: Inchhighguy:
conversations: human
conversations:  She was small for her age, standing just a few feet short of the average dwarf. Given that she was too lithe and lacked any 'adult' features that would identify her as a halfling, she clearly was a child, probably around 9-10 years of age estimate. The girl had shoulder length reddish brown hair and mysterious hazel eyes. Her attire consisted of a light blue shirt, brown pants, a pair of black boots and a hooded red cloak which partially concealed a backpack. There was a sheathed dagger and a sling attached to her belt.
  
  Nothing unusual and strange here. Just a regular human traveller, walking the beaten path. Except one very important exception. She was travelling alone. No adult escort which was unusual. The girl was heading to Shadowdale but was pretty much lost. But she kept going, trying not to panic and heading in a straight line. Surely she must stumble upon a town somewhere.
conversations: onlie2005:
conversations: human
conversations:  A tall elf with a muscular build, Llwellyn was clearly a warrior of some sort.  Particularly when you took into account the leather armor he wore, the two swords at his hips and the longbow slung over his shoulder.  Clad in a mix of browns and greens, he blended in reasonably well with the surroundings...as any elf would.
  
  He had found himself on this particular road out of a desire to find adventure and, hopefully, a pile of wealth.  Thus far, he had managed to find neither, so that was unfortunate.  As the small dwarf approached, he was seated at the side of the road taking a short break in his travels to have a bite to eat and a drink from his waterskin.
  
  He watched with some interest as she approached along the road, all alone.  It wasn't often you saw a child traveling alone without any adults to guide and protect them.  He gives a small wave of the hand to her; a hello to a fellow traveler.
conversations: Janwin:
conversations: human
conversations:  OOC: Maria is not a dwarf. She is an actual human child. :) Sorry did not mean to confuse.
  
  Maria is normally taught not to talk to strangers. But she is not in normal circumstances. She looks the elf over as if trying to gage his intentions before saying,   Hello. By any chance would you know the way to Shadowdale?  
conversations: onlie2005:
conversations: human
conversations:  The elf replies with a smile,  "I do indeed.  Just continue along this road and you should reach it eventually." 
  
  He takes a sip from his waterskin and then offers,  "If you're hungry, you're welcome to join me.  Nothing but trail rations, but I don't know how far you've traveled or when you last ate." 
conversations: Janwin:
conversations: human
conversations:  Form the south comes lots of thunping and crashing noises, that slowly grow louder.
  
  In the woods, heading in a somewhat vague north bound direction is a trope of thirteeen goblins and seven wolves.
  
  
  Each goblin has a short knoby body with spoty green and gray skin.  The goblins eats, noses, fingers and toes are all long and pointy.  Each is dressed in mismatched scraps of fur clothing and crude hide armor.  Each goblin has a verity of weapons including clubs, spears and axes.  Each has a dirty gray tabbard(a cloth worn over the armor) with a crude broken dagger symbol dyed on to it.  The wolves are quite skinny and mangie.
  
  
  The first goblin leads the trope alone, and right behind him are two more goblins, each with a wolf.  Then comes four goblins carrying a large five foot long wooden trunk. Two goblins walk together, watching the woods. Three goblins behind them have several sacks tied to thier backs.  And one goblin with a large spear brings up the rear.
  
  They are moving through the woods, nearby......but don't seem to notice either of you or react in any way.
conversations: Inchhighguy:
conversations: human
conversations:  As Maria was about to answer, the goblins came. Immediately she became somewhat scared though remarkably she manages to hold her composure. Not that she was a fool, she knew goblins were evil and she knew that she and the elf were in trouble. She beckons the elf to follow and move as far away from the goblins as possible, looking for a hiding place.
conversations: onlie2005:
conversations: human
conversations:  A young knight, of average hight and clad in chainmail crouches  behind a thicket of brambles. He has been tracking these goblins since their raid on a nearby village. Since he left Cormyr he has been travelling the Dalelands seeking to defend those too weak to defend themselves and slay the evil that threatens them.
  
  As his gaze falls on the young girl and the elf, he gestures for them to join him in his hiding place, whistling the hoot of an owl to get their attention.
conversations: Dallahan:
conversations: human
conversations:  Maria sees Dallahan and beckons the elf to follow her as she moves to Dallahan's hiding place and hides with him. She whispers,   We should warn Shadowdale and any nearby towns about these goblins.  
conversations: onlie2005:
conversations: human
conversations:  The elf also maneuvers over to where the knight is, doing his best to stay hidden.
  
   
   Spoiler: Sneaking 
  Move Silently: 60%
  Hide: 55%
   
conversations: Janwin:
conversations: human
conversations:  The trope of goblins moves along, slowly.  They are heading more or less northward, but sure are wandering from side to side a lot.
  
  The goblins while alert and watching, they don't seem to notice or react to any of you nearby.
conversations: Inchhighguy:
conversations: human
conversations:  Maria remains silent, alertly ready for trouble, crouching as low as possible behind the bushes. She watches the goblins carefully and particularly looks over the trunk they are carrying from a distance. She wonders what is in it.
conversations: onlie2005:
conversations: human
conversations:  The group of goblins continues moving on, into the woods, until they walk out of sight.
conversations: Inchhighguy:
conversations: human
conversations:  The elf whispers to his new companions,  "Should we...follow them?" 
conversations: Janwin:
conversations: human
conversations:  Maria shakes her head. Unlike most 9 year olds, Maria has had personal experiences with dealing with monsters, especially dead ones, and even though she had her mother to protect her, she knew that facing them outnumbered was a bad idea.
  
    No. I think the best course of action is to head straight to Shadowdale. I can only cast so many magic missiles at once to help support you two if we end up in a fight.  , Maria continues to whisper.
conversations: onlie2005: