Having taken care of all foes in the Goblin Caves, the party takes a little bit of time to rest and recover. After a little over an hour (anyone who wishes to use a Healing Die may do so, please specify and record that if you do), Sildar groans and one eye wearily opens. He cracks a small smile seeing your group sitting around him rather than the Goblins he has recently been the guest of.
So, things to begin discussing and/or to do:
1 - Talking to Sildar 2 - Deciding what to do with the supplies the Goblins stole and are in the cave, marked with the Blue Lion symbol 3 - Retrieve your own wagon and oxen 4 - Decide where to go next and when
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The large dragonborn sees the man open an eye and smile. "I am Luminmorn. Don't know if you remember us but my associates and I were hired by Gundren Rockseeker to make sure some supplies made their journey safely. We were ambushed by the now dead goblins and tracked them to here.
"I for one would like to know what happened to you and to our employer?"
He will offer the man some of his water almost as an after thought.
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The man who sits up is of middle years, hair more gray than black. Even through his clearly battered state you can tell he holds himself with a military bearing.
He takes the water offered by Luminmorn with a nod of thanks and sips at it slowly as he speaks.
"I don't think we were formally introduced the last time we briefly met in Neverwinter. I am Sildar Hallwinter, former officer in the Gryphon Cavalry of Waterdeep. My thanks for the rescue."
He takes another sip, listening to Luminmorn's explanation of events and Ryssa's question.
"Gundren and I met up in Neverwinter and agreed to help each other when we found our travels would take us in the same direction. We were traveling towards Phandalin together, for different reasons, when we were ambushed by Goblins and taken here."
(OOC - You have heard of the Gryphon Cavalry of Waterdeep as it is quite famous and an elite force.)
While the others talk with Sildar, he starts 'sorting' through the stolen goods. Some of them were worth trying to return to their owners ... perhaps for some reward. Other items were not valuable enough to bother taking back. There were a few items in between. He would see how much room they had and go from there.
[[ I don't remember, are we rolling 'hit dice' for recovery or doing a fixed die/2 +1 sort of thing? ]]
(OOC - Just so you know, Pande rolled his 2nd level HPs using the dice roller and got a "10" on a d10..... I know, I was shocked too. As much by the fact he chose to roll as the result! )
Bern moves around the cavern complex taking stock as others rest and begin talking to Sildar. Clearly if anyone knows more, about the Golbins and their motives, as well as about Gundren and his mission, not to mention the mission of Sildar's that he hinted at, it is the former Gryphon Rider.
After sorting through the supplies, Bern feels that the wagon has enough room to take on all the supplies marked with the 'Blue Lion' symbol. Some of the rest would need to be left behind, but nothing especially valuable.
The party can restock their supply of arrows with those in the Goblin's quivers, but the Goblins swords, Javelins, and armour is poorly made and has no monetary value.
[OOC: Yeah I took my chances, and yes I was quite happy with the result. 24 HP at level 2, not too shabby. Oh and thanks for the other clarification, I edited Luminmorn's post above to reflect that he remembered the man even though the player didn't.]
The dragonborn is happy to listen to the tale and let the others do the questioning and try and sort out what they need to do next. He is sure that they will need to find the dwarf the question of course was how to do just that.
[[ oh contrare! scrap metal is =way= more valuable than unrefined ore <weg> But if we don't have space for it ... well, them's the breaks <chuckle> ]]
<Bern>
While the others chatted with Sildar, he began hauling the items that seem most worth saving down to the mouth of the cave. Chances are that anything left behind would be gone or useless by the time they were able to get back.
Lingo The halfling was going to let someone else chit-chat with Sildar. He decided to help Bern sort through the supplies and helped get the good stuff out.
The man is looking better and better as time passes (i.e. using his own healing dice )
He looks at Balthazar as the Mage speaks, and shrugs a bit uncomfortably. "It's a complicated tale, in order to fully answer. The short answer is that Klarg, the Bugbear I guess you met, had orders from someone named the 'Black Spider' to waylay Gundren and bring him to them. Gundren had a map....."
He pauses.
"Let me back up. Gundren is one of three Rockseeker brothers. Tharden and Nundro are his kin. They had recently discovered an entrance to the long lost Wave Echo Cave. Site of the mines of the 'Phandelver Pact'. You know of the pact? No? Alright."
"More than five hundred years ago, clans of dwarves and gnomes made an agreement known as the Phandelver Pact, by which they would share a rich mine in a wondrous cavern known as Wave Echo Cave. In addition to its mineral wealth, the mine contained great magical power. Human spellcasters allied themselves with the dwarves and gnomes to channel and bind that energy into a great forge called the Forge of Spells where magic items could be crafted. Times were good, and the nearby human town of Phandalin prospered as well. But then disaster struck when orcs swept through the North and laid waste to all in their path."
"A powerful force of orcs reinforced by evil mercenary wizards attacked Wave Echo Cave to seize its riches and magic treasures. Human wizards fought alongside their dwarf and gnome allies to defend the Forge of Spells and the ensuing battle destroyed much of the cavern. Few survived the cave-ins and tremors, and the location of Wave Echo Cave was lost."
"Anyway, Gundren had a map showing the location of the cave. He claimed he and his brothers had found it after all these centuries. But the Goblins took the map when they waylaid Gundren and I. I think they sent both Gundren and the map to the Chief of the Gragmaw Tribe at a place I heard them call 'Cragmaw Castle'."
He shrugs once again. "I am sorry, but I do not know where that is. Perhaps someone in Phandalin might know? In fact I was heading there myself to try to find out anything I can about a wizard named Iarno Albreck. He was a companion of mine and he traveled to Phandalin a few months ago to help establish order there. Since Gundren and I were both heading to Phandalin we decided to travel together."
He glances around at all of you.
"Once I rest up a bit I intend to continue on my way to Phandalin. It's the nearest settlement anyway."
He looks at you again consideringly. "You seem to be able to handle yourselves. If you will take me with you to Phandalin I can pay you 50gp. Clearly I don't have it on me, but I can make arrangement to pay you once we arrive."
It was all very interesting and, since they were headed to Phandalin anyway, the cleric saw no real reason not to take the man with them. She looked at Balthazar, one eyebrow quirked upward in a questioning manner.
"I see no real reason not to take him up on his offer."
"Since it appears that we are all headed for the same destination, we might as well travel together. I do not believe that they have found your gear. Do you know what they did with it?" he asked the former soldier, indicating his companions searching the room.
He glances where Balthazar indicates then shakes his head. "Probably sent along with Gundren and the map. It was of pretty good quality."
He tries to stand, and after a shaky wobble or two he manages it. He is alive, but he could use more rest or healing.
He leans down to one of the dead Goblins in the room and picks up it's scimitar and shield. "I can use this for now. I'll get new equipment once we get to Phandalin."
He continued to move crates and barrels out to the wagon and working on arranging them as efficiently as possible in order to maximize what they could carry. He was mostly ignoring the discussions of the others. He figured there would be plenty of time during the trip to catch up on the discussions.
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24 HP at level 2, not too shabby. Oh and thanks for the other clarification, I edited Luminmorn's post above to reflect that he remembered the man even though the player didn't.]
