In reply to Maki (msg # 38):

There is no response from the house.............

  Moving closer  to the Door  he  calls out again, gently trying the handle, to see if it works, watching Snare for any  reactions.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 40):

Snare stands by the steps just looking at you questionably.

Door unlocked, no movement inside nor noise.


Action?

  Kree  will push the  Door open,  but take a step  back, his eyes  darting about and listening.. he does  not say anything this time

Seeing Kree opening the door, Senuviel approaches, he goes to the window, trying to see inside.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg # 43):

It is dark and shadow inside but at the door you do not see or hear anything.

Nothing else is moving around he farm except some animals - all looks normal.

"Odd... the farm can't be left unatended for very long. Either they will return shortly, or not at all." Maki comments. He looks around, to see if he can find any signs of combat or strugle of some kind.

  Kree looks around he door way,a nd slowly steps in,  his eyes  search for a lantern, as well as nay movement.

Senuviel gets to Kree, the elf silently signs Maki to watch their backs… There’s no sign of light inside, Kree… let’s move, I’ll cover you. Maki and the other will watch from the outside.

  Kree nods,I'll get the Ligts, if i can find  one, Snare..Come on in...

Bruga goes over to look at whether the chickens and cows need attention. While he's a city halfling, he knows enough to check the food and water situation.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg # 49):

The farm house is abandoned, or more likely, unoccupied at the moment.

HELLO, THE BARN! WE ARE HONEST TRAVELERS STOPPING TO SEE IF ALL HERE IS WELL. Bruga calls out, hands cupped to mouth, hoping he's loud and sincere-sounding enough.

  kree  will move about looking for   a lantern  to light, the  set about   making a fire in the fireplace.

 he  hears   Bruga, and things for a Moment, turning to Senuviel,..are we Honest?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 52):

A young boys head pops out, clad in a farmers hat, overalls and holding a pitch fork with hey at the end.

Looks at you Bruga and says, a wee people a wee people then ducks inside yelling maw maw a wee people come look!!!!

Bruga turns and yells A mother and child! Farm's not abandoned! He turns back and waits.

..Tell them we mean no harm, just looking for shelter for the night, we'll stay in the abrn, if we cause them ill feelings....

 he continues to make the fire, if not  for them, for the   folks who live there.

Senuviel gives Kree a stern look…I guess we are, my friend…we are helping people, who’d be sold to slavers, we’ve lifted curses, talked to our leaders or whoever were they, we’ve fought companions who have turned against us and to those we were really honest if I say so myself.  Do you think Amarisa and Sila would have been with us if we weren’t honest to them? The paladin? Yes, Kree, I think we are honest, maybe not a hundred percent of our time but at least we are honest to ourselves and we have been, in my humble opinion, to the innocent people we helped.

The elf then listens to Bruga…

Come, let us see what Bruga’s found, aye?

  witht eh fire started in teh fireplace, kree nods,..lead on, but keep your wits  about you...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 57):

A female, maybe mid 20's looks around the corner of the barn then once she see Bruga, boldly walks out.  she is dressed in work over al too, long sleeves and pants, a hat to.

The boy follows still holing the pitch fork.

A goat bellows from the barn and a cow moos too.

She walks closer to Bruga, state your name and what you doing here little 1/2 and who else do you have with you, looking out toward the remainder of the group she can see.

  Kree will stop on the porch and watch, waiting to see the outcome, his eyes   searching the area , in case of ambush.

Bruga Honeyfinder, Ma'am. With me are Clair Brandywhine, Kree Quickshadow, Maki, Senuviel Alantir, and...aways a bit, Sila Thorton Duskmantle.

Son, you'd best put thje pitchfork down. If we meant ill, it already would have happened.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg # 60):

She chuckles, mindhim not, his father only comes out at night so he thinks he has to protect me in the day time.

You say no ill, good.


I am called, Thelma and that is Tweed.   This is our homestead.  My brother is off chasing a wild band of Orcs that like to capture folk and sell em to the traders.  they passed by here not long ago.

As she walks closer, yes yes by all means go in make yourself at home, and you all out by the wagon come come I can make a harty stew laughs the chores cana wait as I want to hear all the news from about your travels.

Then she walks confidently up to the house, smiles at Kree and Bruga and walks in, yelling, I see you started to make yourself at home - well come in and settle a spell.

she is charismatic, but solid looking.  You see she is wearing a scimitar and a dagger along with having some tattoos on her neck and arm of maybe animals or smudged objects.   She smells like she has been in the barn a bit but not unpleasant.


Action
Tweed just sets there holding the pitch fork staring at Bruga.

 Kree looks  to Senuviel as she mentons her brother  chasing  the orcs. Then follows her in.

 We had  planned on asking  to use your BArn to sleep in, but when we saw no one was home,  I thought  we could use a fire and  some warmth.

  Motioning to the others  as He pulls out  some of the leftover game from his pack, opening the bag, we have some game   left over from our last Hunt? If we may, i would like to add that to the stew?

 while the prep is going on, he speaks  s carefully,...when encountered orcs ..a few times during or trek...even came upoin some people that were to be sold to slavers? Thus far, we have killed what slavers  we have  found, unless they outstripped us as they ran in fear....

 ..if  i may?.. and you may tell me to not mind? It will not offend me....but...why does the lad's father not come out until dark?

Senuviel takes a seat by the window. He carefully listens to the conversation as he looks outside as if searching for any signs of trouble.