Chapter 2: Phandalin

Post by **Shurijo** » Tue Oct 29, 2019 9:48 pm

Barthen rubs his chin for a moment and then says, "They hassle every business in town, except for the Phandalin Miner’s Exchange. They don't mess with Halia Thornton. There was a young women that came by here this morning asking the same questions, she took off towards the taproom a few minutes before you arrived. She seemed to be looking for a guy named Silas who was somehow related to the Redbrands. I think their leader is a wizard of sorts, but he doesn't come around here much. I'm not sure where he's at."

RorytheRomulan · Post by **RorytheRomulan** » Wed Oct 30, 2019 4:31 pm

Arveene exchanges a look with the rest of the group when Barthen mentions the Lionshield Coster. When he mentions the woman, she sks, "Was she the same woman from Neverwinter, who came by yesterday? Did she give a name?"

Post by **Shurijo** » Thu Oct 31, 2019 9:17 pm

Post by **ManWithDoor** » Fri Nov 01, 2019 9:19 pm

Grogg perks up at the idea of hitting the taproom. He's not a drunkard or anything, but spending most of his days solo in the woods doesn't leave many opportunities to get a good drink. "Well I think we should talk to this mystery woman, then probably stop by the Miner's Exchange to get any pro-tips on handling the Redbrands. After that," he pats his sheathed blade, "we should give them a taste of justice."

RorytheRomulan · Post by **RorytheRomulan** » Mon Nov 04, 2019 5:14 pm

Shurijo wrote:
Sildar isn't with you. He's in his office near the mayor/townmaster.

Grimbold · Post by **Grimbold** » Mon Nov 04, 2019 8:01 pm

"Well" smiles Lorenzo, "Let's have a look at the taproom and this mystery lady."

Post by **Shurijo** » Mon Nov 04, 2019 10:40 pm

Barthen replies to Arveene, "She never said her name. She seemed in a hurry." The group then thanks Barthen and walks towards the Sleeping Giant taproom.

The Sleeping Giant is a ramshackle taproom at the east end of town. Empty ale barrels rest under a covered porch. As they enter the taproom, they see a group of human ruffians surrounding a young woman as she leans on the bar with a drink in her hand. She seems unfazed by the ruffians staring at her as a few begin to approach her.

When you enter, one of the thugs spits on the ground. “Well, well,” he snarls. “Here’s a whole pack of little puppies. What do you want, puppies? Come here to bark at us? Or come to find the stray puppy who's worn out her welcome?”

One of the thugs stands up from his chair and says, "I know you," pointing to Grogg, "That's the half-orc that bested Six-Fingers. I lost my month's coin on that match. Let's get'em and get my money back!"

Another bartender turns to the young woman at the bar and says, "Question time is over. You're asking too many. We can't let you leave here now."

Othniel · Post by **Othniel** » Mon Nov 04, 2019 11:19 pm

The young woman at the bar has a slight build. She is shorter than most, standing only a little over four-and-a-half feet tall, and not seemingly suited for a tavern brawl. It is, perhaps, surprising then when she takes one more sip from her drink and throws the rest into the face of the thug standing next to her.

"Puppies? Surely you can do better than that? What a lame insult!"

Grimbold · Post by **Grimbold** » Tue Nov 05, 2019 6:35 pm

Lorenzo: "True, my lady, but we cannot expect better insults from such lackwits."
Then the half elf puts some distance between him and the ruffians and, holding his quarterstaff, he casts a quick protective spell.

Post by **ManWithDoor** » Tue Nov 05, 2019 10:22 pm

Grogg barks a laugh, the blood already beginning to pound in his ears at the prospect of a fight. "I bested Six-Fingers, and you boys think you can beat your coin out of me?" He lunges forward, grabbing ahold of one of the stools and swinging it around with full force. "Come and get me!"

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