<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/U4u39eo.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Tinalia von Grazen</strong></span><br/>HP: 15/15 AC: 16 SP: 2/2<br/>Slots: 3/3 1st<br/><hr/><br/>She nodded to Sildar. "I already said, I didn't mind you having secrets. I would have been happy to assist you in finding him, but I understand some tasks must be done alone." She gave him a warm smile as she finished her drink. "If there is anything else you wish to confide, I would be happy to speak privately."<br/><br/>She frowned at the news about the orcs. Orcs and goblins making delivery difficult? Or were the orcs and goblins together? Phandelin had problems...lots of them. "I think I'll need to speak with the Townmaster. Where might I find him?" After being told, she finished her drink and rose. "Thank you for the drink, and for pleasant conversation." She also gave a nod to Sildar. "We can also seek out the campsite of the dwarves if you feel the need. I'll be at Barthen's."<br/><br/>She found the rest of her companions had also gathered back at Barthen's. After hearing a little more about the Redbrands, she volunteered her knowledge. "There appears to be a band of orcs harrying caravans and deliveries as well. Though it seems the Redbrands hold this town in a fearful grip...threats from within are always the hardest. We should not charge in blindly, I would recommend a meeting with the Townmaster first." That said, a plan was already formulating. "Myself and Rat would make a good negotiating pair. Rat can look intimidating. And Amelia...how long does that invisibility of yours last?" The options were being considered. "Myself and Rat can go, with Amelia being a listening ear, and negotiate...the purchase of the captives as slaves." As she suspected all eyes were now on her and her crazy scheme, she continued. "We arrange a meeting place to perform an exchange. If they believe we wish to buy them as captives, they are less likely to harm the hostages, as they are now...merchandise." The word tasted sour in her mouth. "Amelia informs you all of where the exchange will happen. The rest of you prepare an ambush. Once the exchange is made, everyone swoops in and what happens to the Redbrands will happen." She had no real intention of putting a price tag on human life, it was a trap.<br/><br/>"There is, of course, the possibility that negotiations fail. We'll have to improvise if that happens. I'll fire off a red flare with my magic if I need assistance sooner than I expected."