conversations: human
conversations:  You spent the previous night in a small inn, in a small cluster of building that barely qualified as a town.  In the morning, you headed east, towards Glynn, and Thrune, where your contract will end. It's been a long trip for some of you.  Bal, the merchant you've been escorting has traveled through every major city, picking you up as he went along and his one empty cart became three full ones.  Those of you who started with him have been with him two months now, providing protection as he called due various debts.
  
  It's been uneventful, really.  A well-guarded merchant is less of a target than an unguarded pauper, so no trouble has found you, yet.
  
  But, finally, something had to happen, and so it did.  The bridge over the Swiftstream is out, and repairs have only just begun.  So close to the end of your journey, a roadblock...
  
  Your carts are stopped yards away from the former bridge. The dwarven master-builder smacks one of his workers with a cloth hat, " Stop loafing around and get back to work.  Rubble should be cleared already, and here you are enjoying the sun.  It's not what you're paid for, so get to it! "
  
  He approaches you after this, pants sodden with muddy water, and looks at you sternly.  " What're you doing out here?  Bridge is out, didn't you hear? "
conversations: TheArbiter:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Well, now that isn't a very nice greeting, is it? ", Claire says as she extends a hand to the dwarf in greeting. " My name is Claire Bren, and this is my employer, Bal. We were wondering how long the repairs were going to take, and if there was anything we can do to help. Or if we should just try to find a ford to save time. . She spits all this out at once and then waits, tensed, hand forward, waiting.
conversations: Conor77:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Oy, help? " He steps back.  I'm not hiring any more layabouts, " he spits at the ground, " and you don't look the sorts to muck about in riverwater either way. " He pauses.  " No, you'd best head along, find a fording point.  Truth?  You should've taken the road north back at the farms.  Innkeep there's supposed to be telling people this road is closed. "  He looks back over his shoulder as another large boulder is pulled out of the water and put to the side of the road.
  
  Bal, not seeing much opportunity for business here, heads to his bags in the cart while you talk.
conversations: TheArbiter:
conversations: human
conversations:  Hoping on to his dog  Bal if you would let me I could ride out and search the river bank to find a low point for use to cross over. 
conversations: packersfan:
conversations: human
conversations:  Grey Brandhart is a young man holding a spear and whose scar covered face is obscured by his cloak's hood.
  
  Grey approaches the cleric and says, in a severe, emotionless tone.  "I'm believe, Ms. Bren that you may be wasting your time here. The man has no intention of helping anybody else but himself. A fairly reasonable policy, I may add. I seriously doubt the repairs will be completed in time to keep with Mr. Bal's schedule, so we might as well decide now whether we find a fording point or we go back, find this north road and go on our way. Simple." 
conversations: Ixquian:
conversations: human
conversations:  Roland steps quietly out of the shadows and whispers a brief name,  "Fallon."  His steady companion, a silver feathered hawk, descends.  "Shall I scout ahead for a crossing point?" 
conversations: Empedocles:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Harrumph!  It isn't my trouble you turned the wrong way.  Now I've got to get back to my work. " The dwarf turns about and starts walking back to the river. " Jason!  The big ones go by the left side, not there! "
  
  Bal looks to those offering to find a ford, and considers.  " May as well, I guess. "  He pulls a map from his bags.  " In the meantime, I'll see about finding us a different route. "  He starts unrolling it over the edge of the cart.
conversations: TheArbiter:
conversations: human
conversations:  Alright do you want to send your falcon up river while I head down river? 
conversations: packersfan:
conversations: human
conversations:  Originally Posted by packersfan 
    Alright do you want to send your falcon up river while I head down river?  
   
  
   Sounds good. 
conversations: Empedocles:
conversations: human
conversations:  Not knowing what to do in such a situation, and being too proud to ask, Grey decided to focus on his main responsibility, the security of the cargo. He went  back to the carts, looking around for any signs of trouble.
conversations: Ixquian:
conversations: human
conversations:  Following the other mage's lead, Claire takes out her crossbow, makes sure everything is working properly, and then stands around, daring a worker to try to lift something off with her eyes.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  Not that I think it is actually necessary, but just in case,
   Spot:  (1d20+2)[ 13 ] 
   Listen:  (1d20+2)[ 19 ] 
   
conversations: Conor77:
conversations: human
conversations:  The river flows southward, with a fair amount of space between it and the treeline.  The cart will fit with no trouble, and as long as the water hasn't softened the ground too much, there shouldn't be any trouble moving along it.
  
  Fallon swoops about in circles nearby overhead, coming to rest in some low branches not far away.  The hawk tilts its' head, watching its companion.
  
  Bal looks over the map.  It is old and worn, but hasn't guided you wrong yet thanks to the many handmade corrections scattered about its surface.  He holds it against the cart with one hand, tracing various lines with the other...
  
  Those of you who have chosen to stay and guard the cart sense nothing to worry over yet.  The workers are intent on their tasks, and barely notice you.  The few who do have their curious glances quickly turned back to work by the dwarf, who has now waded into the water with them, holding tight to the ropes they use for safety in the swift current.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Grey's Sense Motive Check  (1d20+3)[ 6 ] 
  Grey's Spot Check  (1d20+3)[ 10 ] 
  Claire's Sense Motive Check  (1d20+2)[ 14 ] 
  Claire's Intimidate Check  (1d20+1)[ 8 ] 
   
conversations: TheArbiter:
conversations: human
conversations:  Alright will rob ties a rope around a tree and that around himself and beging to walk across the water checking the ground to see if the carts can pass over.
  
  Rolls:
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Use rope for tree  (1d20+4)[ 9 ] 
  use rope for note on himself  (1d20+4)[ 10 ] 
   
conversations: packersfan:
conversations: human
conversations:  Many curious glances look Rob's way as he attaches himself to the tree and wades out into the current.  It's swift, and you can easily see why the ropes are necessary.  Losing your footing would be trouble.   Looking about and feeling your way in with your feet, you realize it's going to get very deep very quickly.  Thankfully, the rubble gives you surfaces to brace against and keep upright in the water, but that rubble and the depth combined would make bringing the cart across here troublesome, and might ruin the goods within.  If it gets much deeper, it may not even be possible.
conversations: TheArbiter:
conversations: human
conversations:  coming back out the water.  Alright, looks like we need to find another way. IT might be too deep and the rubble on the bottom moght destroy the goods. 
conversations: packersfan: