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Intermission 1, part 1: To Travensburg!

Their first true mission complete the band has set their sites on some more lucrative missions. There was some debate on whether or not to take the less risky mission in Travensburg or the almost C Rank mission in Lavender Grove. In the end they decided to head to the 'burg and decide on the way, as the 'Rusty Rooster' in that town was a company establishment and would reward the same as the Rose.

Quote:Red Rose D rank missions

100 GP(per member) Food shortage is almost unheard of anywhere in the agriculturally heavy Federation. Travensburg is the exception to the rule. They get by on the nearby southern farms, but they are close to the Gukor Wood, and the tree patched land they inhabit isn't as suited to farming. Supply lines have been interrupted, three shipments have gone missing so far. Head off the latest wagon, and make sure it gets to town, while preventing any further disappearances.

250 gp(per member) Not much is known. People and animals have been going missing, and if anything is left over its bloody. The entirety of the village's gold is going out to the removal of the unknown threat.

Another decision is quickly squabbled over, the safety of the road or the speed of the countryside. Speed is eventually chosen. On their way they encountered an Ogre exiting a farm house. Opting not to strike immediately they questioned the Giant, and discovered he killed the family there for farming on his mushroom picking lands. He was let go, the reasoning being he was justified in his own mind, and in thanks he handed them a pillaged ceremonial battleaxe, gilded and engraved with elvish writing. The party explained to him why he was wrong, and put faith in the fact he would show more discretion in his killing.

Quote:Writing Revealed:
I hunt for the golden stag.
You may smile, my friends, but I
pursue the vision that eludes me.
I run across hills and dales, I wander
through nameless lands, because I am
hunting for the golden stag.

The party continued until sunset and then began to set up camp. Relaxation was short, as a 200 pound Dire Bat that hunted in that area heard them. Talyn and Gear leaped at the winged beast, the latter dragging him to the ground. The bat's advantage gone they made quick work of it and prepared for a peaceful sleep. Tomorrow they planned to reach Travensburg by mid afternoon.
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