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Traveling so not a lot of time, but I think the distances are on the map in the gallery.

Jaliera

She doesn't seem to be getting much support from Davroar or Kallista, which she kind of expected. Maybe her assumption that they felt similarly was wrong? But she has broken that ice now and it cannot be unbroken easily. So she continues.

"Perhaps we could agree a compromise going forward that would allow us to work together more easily? Kriv could maybe agree not to comment on personal matters such as drinking, which is limited by what Chandan can carry.. and Chandan could agree not to attack prisoners whose surrender we have accepted?"

She wants to cross her fingers but manages to resist.

Kriv

How like a human to focus on inconsequentialities. The Dragonborn made no effort to keep the scorn from his voice as he answered,

"'Drunkard' is principally a descriptor. He is what he is, and I have no illusions as to preventing him from being inebriated. Aside from making him more erratic, it is a non-issue, I expect and ask no better from him in that regard. I seek justice for his acts against the surrendered, on a par with them."

Chandan

For him, drinking is a wonder, a marvellous elixir and being inebriated is merely a state of jubilation, where one's joys and sorrows are wetted and smoothed like fresh clay.

So being a drunkard seems like quite a wise path to Chandan.

He ponders Jaliera's suggestion about prisoners. Not that there is much to ponder, it makes sense to him.

"I agree. We must ensure prisoners that we need to keep alive are kept that way, even if they have committed great evil. Like Iarno.

"It can be distressing and dangerous, but needs must. Innocent lives could depend on us staying our hands."

With his cup refreshed, he enjoys the aroma with a sigh, before having an idea of his own.

"And, if I think we need to kill someone, I can tell you first and you in turn can tell me your thoughts. A wise man knows he is a fool, after all."

(OOC - I believe the spell "Animal Messenger" will do all of that in one shot. Not sure if you have it.)

[ooc: That's a 2nd level spell]

Isn't he 3rd level?

Jaliera

Feeling a little less sure of herself now though she feels the question needed airing she adds.

"Well that seems reasonable Chandan. Are you happy to move forward cooperatively Kriv?"

She isn't exactly sure what the Dragonborn wants here, he does seem to have strong views and maybe different ones to the rest of them.

Kriv

"Moot. Gundren Rockspeaker's life is what matters here. My personal views remain my own, and I will do whatever is necessary to ensure that he is rescued or avenged in accordance with the debt Norixius Keep owes to him. The whims of the individual are best subsumed in the collective endeavour."

[ooc: Zeim, you are right. I don't know why I forgot that (old age). Animal Messenger is exactly what Davroar should use. Agreed]

Jaliera

She thinks that might be agreement.. probably is.. yes, must be.

She smiles.

"Ok then, that's good. Let's eat!"

Kriv

The Dragonborn regarded her expressionlessly, keeping any further views on humanity and their foibles to himself.

Chandan

"And drink!" Adds the old monk, pouring a cup of mulled cider for each of his companions.

He holds up his own cup.

"We might not always understand each other. But know that I will stand back to back with any of you, and protect you from harm if I can."

Jaliera

She smiles at the monk, raising her glass but not drinking. Instead she pushes it back to him.

"I'm sure you will appreciate this more than I. I'm not very fond of alcohol and besides I like to keep a clear head.. but the offer is appreciated."

Kriv

As with Jaleira, though not deigning to raise the glass first, he shoved it back towards the murderous vagrant in rejection.

[ooc: Neptune, looking at the spell description for Animal Messenger from the Wiki it says the caster must have previously visited the place for the spell to work. Any chance of allowing my character to have visited Thundertree prior to starting this adventure? Otherwise I guess I am out of luck, and will have Davroar head back inside the inn. ]

DM
Chandan does not find drinking partneers amongst his companions and it's becoming clear that the friction between Kriv and he, although very one-sided, was not going to abate soon. Dragonborn are like that, fiercely committed to their ethics. The old monk is smart enough to know that Kriv will want justice for the dead Redbrands.

Davroar takes his leave from the others to summon his avian messenger. The ritual is a new one he wanted to try but nature was his ally and soon enough a raven starts circling around him before answering his summons. With a few cihirps and whistles the pair start communication and the Davroar fomes up with a message ni more than twenty five words long, in common.

[ooc: whatcha saying? And you've passed close enough for me]

Sitting in a small clearing on the outskirts of the town, Davroar patiently waits for the raven to get close enough, drawing her in with the bread scraps. Davroar will then ask the raven to relay the following message, "Dwarf Gundren knows Wave Echo Cave location captured by goblins. Need help find Cragmaw Castle, the spider. Traveling Old Owl Well. Meet there please. Davroar."

Whether or not Reidoth as a fellow druid would know his name or not, Davroar includes his name in the message just in case Reidoth is the overly cautious type and thinks it might be a trap.

ooc: As I said, I'm inclined to make things work because sometimes the spirit of the rule is more important than the rule itself. As you must realize, Dugan, this casting of the spell does not exactly fall into the strict guidelines of the spell so it's effectiveness will be diminished somewhat (DM discretion what that means). I'm also going to work it out so that this is not going to cost Davroar a spell slot for when he goes out adventuring next time. Let's say there'll be time to have recovered spells after it is cast and that you had time after the Redbrand Hideout to have regained spells.

DM
Davroar does not expect the raven to return here with an answer. What foolish person would give a bird that information? But maybe, just maybe, he will answer the request in some manner? For now the fate of the bird and the message are in nature's hands.

The plan devised so far was to head to the Owl Well, a place in the hills north of the town of Phandelin that prospectors said that someone is digging around there. The ruins are in an old watchtower and apparently these prospectors have been chased away by undead.

It's nighttime and that means it's time for sleep. You have rooms at the inn.

Chandan

Humbled by his companions' generosity in gifting him their drinks, Chandan is soon soundly asleep, and perhaps, for a change, in a place intended for sleeping.

Davroar

He returns to the inn later than he thought, looking around to see if any of his companions are still awake in the common room. If not he will retire to his room for good nights sleep.

Jaliera

Plans in place and hopefully some harmony restored, Jaliera takes Whisper and heads for her room to get a good night's sleep before heading out in the morning but she does wait long enough to see Davroar return safely and to wish him goodnight.

Davroar

Finding Jaliera still downstairs, he gives an apologetic smile and says, "Sorry for disappearing on you, Jaliera. I, umm, wanted to get a message out to Reidoth, and figured it would take me awhile to do it. Not sure if the message will get to the druid. I told him we are going to Old Owl Well, so hopefully we might see or hear from him then."

In a quieter voice he asks, "Are things okay? You didn't have to wait on me."