Namdar maintains a suspicion the elven newcomer may not be entirely on-board with him in one or more ways, but shrugs it off as he relaxes against the side of the barn, also wondering where the farmer is.
"I agree, that they should not get any of the spoils, but like Namdar says there are things they probably need, and I am willing to help provide the means needed to get the items needed" Lionel says to Krusten.
"Yes that will be most helpful for Beast, he"ll be able to bash the shield against the orcs head and not his own", says with his smile widening.
Lionel catches Oliron eyes, he nods to show understands.
Lionel sees Namdar's suspicions of Amaruil, and nodded to show that he understands his concern as well, and says to him looking at the ring, "I am willing to let the decision on the ring go to the group", but the disappointment is clear on his face almost like a child not being able to get a new toy.
Listening to the farmer talking about another farm to the north has been ambushed and the owner killed, Gondrath feels the urge to go and investigate immediately.
But understanding majority of the group wishes to visit the town before starting any new quest, he says:
"The farm north from here being ambushed by other orcs sound like there still may be more roaming this area. I would be up for investigating the farmstead to the north once everyone attended their business in the town."
OOC: I added 200xp as per DM's message, and updated my stats accordingly.
* Krusten is happy to be back in the town, she now wants to check her gold so she can better equip herself based on her newly found experiences. *
Well, how much gold do I get?
* Krusten stands with her hips t a slant as the star of the show. She knows her magnificent beauty is the envy of those around her and she plans to flaunt it for her own satisfaction and benefit. *
ooc: Do we still have the same options or do we need to ask around for what is available?
Namdar's legs begin to get heavier, the closer the party gets towards town, making him anxious to get a firm sit-down and relax on a chair or at a table or something of the sort - complete with ale if possible. He suddenly remembers to pull his cowl up over his head and adjust it until it allows him to see and mostly speak or eat or drink decently, but without giving much away of his features, from the depths of the hood - though anyone who really studied him might conclude he was probably not just a tall human, but so far, so good. He makes sure to passably bind and secure his weapons so as to not cause overmuch suspicion by any guards or townsfolk.
Although he always says, and does prefer the outdoors to the cramped, overrun feeling of towns, they do offer a sense of hectic stability, as well as finer amenities and opportunities. He briefly glances at some people with expensive baubles passing by, for a fleeting moment wondering how much they'd be worth if he were to "find" them accidentally, but then remembered he and the group had their own shiny trinkets to deal with.
He addresses the group who likely already wanting to wander off in different directions.
Oliron feels for the farm in the North that has been attacked. His mother being a farm owner in this land. Also remembering his families death from the orcs he wishes he could kill them all. Oliron has realized though not all can be saved, going north they may have been able to help or just seen a smoldering farm. Taking time there might make them just a little to late to save someone who really needed it. He and Jonas follow the party to town.
Oliron thinks to himself about the gold and what he could buy. A new cart for one, pops into his head. He had previously given his old beaten down cart and a few used barrels to the farmer as a gift. Knowing they probably would not survive a journey threw orc infested woods, and only slow the party down. Now though, if they followed a caravan he might be able to fill the cart with tradable goods, making a little money on the side.
Oliron stays close to the party in town. Keeping a watchful eye on the Half-Orcs of the party and of course his new found brother Lionel mostly.
ooc: I would like to purchase a new cart if we are following a caravan. I am not sure what goods would be needed were we are going but maybe if I looked into it I could find goods in my price range worth trade. D12 roll (to see if I can find such goods) not sure its needed but just in case = natural 1 and a 6
Beast counts in his head best he can how much something costs and the amount of gold he needs. He wonders if the tavern has any deer meat, he's hooked!
Everything that concerned the farm seemed completely useless to Amaruil; she was determined to consider it a complete waste of time and gold. However, she could do nothing but accept it at that point. She nodded whenever the half-orc said anything about "gold" or "money" and then looked around town as they moved, lost in her thoughts.
At one point she looks at Lionel with a smile, wondering however whether she had to remind him of what he had promised her.