Patchwall 24, (Moonday) continued
The party finished ferreting out every bit of loot. Valshea’s Falcon glared at the nooks and crannies and one could swear it was helping to find overlooked treasures.
They used wood and poles to construct a travois to carry out the man they found, Sildar, as well as their other goods. It was all heavy but Valshea alone could carry a surprising amount of weight.
They followed the creek down to the road and out of the woods and reunited with their horses. They carefully lifted Sildar up onto Valshea’s horse (or at least the one she was borrowing). The other horses saddle bags they stuffed with silver and bloody bound wolf pelts. Then they began the walk back into town.
The sun set. They lit torches to guide their way. After a few hours they made it back to the bridge. Rather than checking in with Lord Ustwill they instead took Sildar to the temple.
Dunstan, the young priest in attendance frowned at the adventurers appearance. From the armor and weapons they were obviously straight from a battle of some sort. He was shocked by Sildar’s appearance, as he was malnourished and had clearly been tortured. He looked him over and found no permanent physical damage, however. After feeding Sildar, and tucking him into a bed in the back room, he told the party he should be up and about in a few days.
His initial cold reaction had lessened somewhat, though he told you that he would prefer you not wear weapons in the temple in future. His eyes narrowed as he noticed badges that showed the group to be in service to Lord Ostwill.
He politely inquired as to what happened to Sildar, and how the party are involved.
Valshea explained that they were hired by the Lord to put an end to a goblin menace plaguing innocent travellers in the road. They did so and in the process of clearing their foul cave warrens they found this poor prisoner.
Then she covered up the badge with one hand and said softly to the man… “I am new to these parts as are my companions. Is there something we should know before we take further service with the Lord?”
Meanwhile, na’Pungu did not help matters with his steel-tipped whip bumping into the pews as he came in with Valshea. As he politely tried to rearrange it to cause less noise, the rapier on his other hip clacked against the chairs on the other side. He grimaced with embarrassment, which, with his unusual face, came out looking like a challenge.
Dunstan was surprised by their story, and plainly believed they were exaggerating, or distorting the facts. He seemed to believe they were in league with the lord, whom he plainly did not like.
“Lord Ostwill is not well liked on this side of the river. His men have convinced some of the people that they are in danger, and they take liberties that are not due with the promise of protection. He charges unjust tolls to use a bridge that borders his territory – half of the bridge is in Namburil, but none of the money goes to the townsfolk.”
“His actions are morally reprehensible. If you are truly concerned, it would be best for you to not wear that badge around town.”
“Now, if you will excuse me, I have duties which require my attention”
He pointed them towards the door.
With a look of shock on his face Ander stepped forward.
“Good priest, believe me when I say I am a friend of the people. Never have I and never will I knowingly support the immorality of the parasites that call themselves ‘lords of men’. My companions are of like mind. Tell us more. You can trust me.”
The priest turned and nodded to Valshea, and looked disconcertedly at na’Pungu for a moment before shaking his head and continuing.
“I must apologize, it seems I have misjudged you. I should not presume character based on appearances.”
You felt that his apology was somewhat lacking in grace; he was obviously flustered.
“I’m glad to hear that you are of sound moral character. I would recommend you limit your dealings with Lord Ostwill, though perhaps he is not as bad as I had thought.”
He looked pensive for a moment, then continued.
“I must pray for guidance on this.”
“I hope to see all of you here for services in the morning. I truly have much to do to prepare, so I bid you goodnight.”