Scales of War
Rutilius Log1 pg2
At least I didn’t have to wait long to learn what I needed to do. After a relatively short introduction to the group I was seated with, I was certain they were who I was meant to meet. And this was confirmed when they quickly sprung to action when the hobgoblins attached the inn. Well, everyone except the halfling, it took her a while to come around. But I still can’t believe that the fiends made it this far into the town without the alarm being spread. Luckily the Ogre that attacked later was tied down to a tinderbox. Once all the combutables burned through his thick hide, we didn’t have to do much to dispatch it.
Councilman Troyas was a bit heavy handed in asking us for a favor. I agree with his stated intentions, but not necessarily his tact. After a small bit of cajouling to make certain that my new companions were ready to go, we all agreed to search out the people and treasures taken during the raid. I just hope that this group of wanna-be red-hands doesn’t get a lucky hit on me while we seek out their lair.