Androgst stands also at the mention of Silver Springs. "Hail to you! Androgst, Knight of the Steelheart, and this good Company have been sent to this very settlement. Freeholder Lindon is concerned about the earthquakes and seeks your guidance on the possible cause."
Boff steps to the fore, nudging Frannie to step into full view and speaks My companions and I come with a sealed missive for the leader of Dwarves of the Silver Spring! explaining our purpose and employment. After a moment, he gestures to Androgost saying, this stalwart companion carries the sealed scroll.
In the Jotens - Just after dawn
Sunday, 16th day of Planting, 597
11th day since leaving Loftwick
Qleceec (AC 1, HP 60/63)
Androgost (AC -6, HP 62/65, Armor 26/26)
Nah Olos (AC 4, HP 53/53)
Siouxsie (AC 2, HP 48/48)
Garrant (AC 8, HP 47/50)
Hex (AC 0, HP 26/27, Armor 8/8)
Raffi (AC -1, HP 21/21, Armor 8/8)
Boff (AC 5, HP 59/61)
Frannie (AC 4, HP 26/26)
I had been waiting on some private communication with Androgost, but perhaps he is not monitoring those - moving this along.
Androgost calls out his greeting and states the mission, with Boff also stepping forward to remind Androgost that there is a signed scroll from Freeholder Lindon.
The dwarf at the rear of the group points his two hands down and the ready force to relax a little. The dwarf steps to the front of the group and says "Master dwarf, what name shall I call you? I am Gimbrek Thundermight, the sergeant in charge of the Silver Spring Sunshine Patrol. We have been expecting a band from the city for several days, we had almost given up hope. Androgost and Mister Dwarf please bring the scroll forward, no more than three of you. If it is as you say, we will take you all to Silver Spring straight away! Where are your horses?"
Hex smirks at the mention of horses Dragon larder no doubt by now. he mutters with a snort.
Hexalon Sunstone, at your service, master wizard extraordinaire! he says with a flourish of his robes. It is good to finally be here, after encountering a green dragon and it’s minions and a company or two of hobgoblins. Dangerous lands these, eh
Raffi smiles and waves quietly from behind the gnome.
"Why is everyone always so angry? I really think you ought to hug a few more trees. You know, destressing and making harmony with nature."
She will busy herself picking a few flowers, weaving the supple long stalks to form a basic lei of wilderness blossoms.
"There, doesn't that look so pretty." she says, giving it to one of Gimbrek's companions.
Thirsty work introductions. After days trekking she hopes a tavern, ale and hot bath can be accommodated. Despite her best efforts, she is probably quite bedraggled and unkempt from rough living, not the best impression for envoys.