"Hur, hur hur, yep looks like dat ter me! Must be a big boss in charge, can't wait ter meet im. And fellas, don't piss im off, some Orcs ain't as patient as me."

 "Ders gards up der! Youz wanta fightz wit dem? Wich wayz duz we go?"

 She looked around at the building behind them and the other buildings, especially where the guards are. She wondered if this was a friendly town or just an enemy stronghold.

 "Wer iz we? Iz dis a town or iz dis enemy plaze? Can wez sells our lootz here?"

"I'se don't feel good about dis ..." Jurz almost groans.  But then he never feels good in a town anyway.

Arlein defiantly sniffs, then wrinkles her nose, staring at the tunnel before slinking towards the wall.

The little goblin priest eyes the forbidding buildings and then what he is now fearfully certain is a slave mine.  With a deep foreboding, he raises the Magic Stick waiting to see which direction it suggests.

"Ise got a bad feelin' about dis," he echoes Jurz sentiment.

Much to Dregz's surprise, the black rod points straight upwards.

Dregz is surprised, nearly falling over as he tilts his head back to stare straight up, pointing the Magic Stick at the skies as if to convince himself that he's understanding what it, and thereby Bargrivyek is telling him, correctly.

"Der next bit iz up der," he announces, uncertainly.

Dregz is perhaps a little bit relieved that he can vaguely discern the darker mass of the cliff looming high in front and above him, stretching even higher than the 60ft height that his darkvision can make out.

 She looked confused, not understanding what was going on. The darkness was a bit disconcerting after the light they just left. She looked at the others to try to figure out what they was planning on doing.

 "Thez guardz, duz we wan to get em upsetz?"

Moffdust's gaze is drawn up the cliff where Dregz is pointing. "But we's cant gets up dere. So I is goin ter looks in here ter see what de dwarfses is doin." She takes a scroll and casts a spell to shrink herself to only 18 inches tall then slips through the bars and skips off into the dark of the tunnel with Cat flying on ahead like a bat.

"I'se can get up dere." Jurz says with a grin as he climbs off Rog.  "If'n I'se don't get back before dey come for you'se look after Rog for me." he says looking first at Dregz and then Moffa.  "You'se be a good boy and do what Dregz and Moffa says," he half croons, while standing really close to the riding dog's head.

With that, he steps back and changes into a large owl, before taking off and flying upwards.

Moffa shrinks down to half her normal goblin size (but still twice as big as Arlein the cat or Cat the bat) and squeezes through the bars of the gates to explore down the tunnel in the cliff  while Jurz surprises everyone by transforming into a large owl and flying up into the darkness.

 Looking up at the owl as he flew up, she saw him land, staring at something sticking out of the dirt. She looked over at Moffdust and asked her the question on her mind.

 "Wot he luking at? Dat a stik?"

Dregz relief at seeing an overhanging cliff above him instead of the sky is not altogether complete.  "I don' think it should stick out like dat," he mutters worriedly, sidling towards the base of the rock wall for safety.

With Moffa and Jurz pulling surprises of their own, the little goblin priest is happy to look after Rog the dog.  "Youse come over here," he asks Rog, thinking to protect the druid's steed from the dangerous cliff.

"Der Magic stick bit ?" Raven's comments do pique Dregz's interest and he risks looking back up again at Jurz.

"I don' think der guards wan' to upset Minmorc !" he replies belatedly to the Kenku's earlier concern.

"First Raven, den poor Jurzie ... soon we'll all be birds!"  Bulldust shakes his head.  He can think of nothing useful to do so he sits down by the gate and waits for Moffa and Jurz to come back.  He looks up where Raven is looking.  "Maybe its a worm.  Worms look like sticks when yer pull em out straight."  Thinking of bugs he remembers something and starts looking along the cliff for small bugs to catch.

With hardly a thought the Jurz Owl swoops in to grab the thing in his claws and try to pull it away from the cliff.

Dregz brushes his long hair away from his eyes and continues to watch, listening out for any informative hoots.

Minmorc will continue towards the Orcish laughter.

"Hey! Day ain't nuttin wrong wit birds! Birds be bestest! Awk!"

 She tried to think of ways to go help Jurz but she couldn't actually fly UP! And going above would likely get the guards alerted to their presence.

 "Needz rop trik er sumthin."

The Jurz-owl is 80 feet up the cliff, so he is out of sight of those with darkvision. Only Raven and Riza can see Jurz-owl land on the small object sticking out of the rock of the cliff wall. He grips it tightly in his claws and flaps his wings as though trying to break free but it remains firmly embedded in the rock.

Midget-Moffa turns the corner into the small alcove on the right hand side 40 feet down the tunnel and moves out of sight.

Minmorc walks over to the corner of the closest building where he can clearly see the western tower of the structure.

OOC: Main game map updated.

Failing to retrieve the disk, Jurz flies upwards again.

Minmorc will confidently stride 40ft South West.

Bulldust stands by waiting for the explorers to return or for Min to start a fight.  It would be funny if that was the magic stick just up there, so near yet so far.  He rattles at the chain lock on the gate to see if it is secure then holds out the lock for Raven or Riza to have a look, maybe they can pick the lock?

 fumbled around in her pack for her lock pick kit and attempted to open the rusty lock. She wasn't having a lot of success. She wondered if there was some oil in her pack.

21:16, Today: Raven rolled 13 using 1d20+10.  open lock.

Oopses sits down along the wall(west) as his party seems content to stand around.