Tauron looks after his animal friends and does best check that others in group are all healed up.
At one point he turn to other elves.
He looks over to bard.

The next hex has a wild and relatively small herd of wild and wooly sheep....
They seem intent on grazing the plains

Raz is actually quiet this day, spending the time to write down lyrics and notes in his notebook. It seemed that his tinkering was finally paying off in actually composing a tune for his friends to hear later on in their journeys.

The sheep make the land seem more tame, only the shepherd is missing in the overall stretch of land, it becomes apparent that the 8 sheep you initially saw were only part of a larger herd.

Though the sheep themselves are no threat it is likely that such herds mean predators of some sort ranging in and out of the grazing areas....

Chuckling at Tauron, Filarion looks at the sheep. "They might be something to round up on our way back. What do you think brothers and sisters?"

Tauron looks over that Filarion.
Why?  What wrong with them being free.

The soil here has few rocks, the next hex over has rocks strewn on the top of the ground.

High overhead an eagle soars...

Perception DC 18

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This pure eagle, with feathers that shine white like moonlight and beak and talons that appear cut from solid gold....if you see it feel free to tell others to look-up-here and they will see it as well

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In reply to Filarion Petxalim (msg # 67):


"With a flock this large, I suspect there may be a shepherd somewhere nearby.  It would be unusual that they would range so far from a settlement by themselves.", Drez replied.   

With smile on his face Tauron studies the birds flying above.

OOC:
22:39, Today: Secret Roll: Tauron Alphmellon rolled 15 using 1d20+8 with rolls of 7.  Peception.

Suddenly you notice that a goblin war party is fast approaching the small green skinned and bubble headed creatures are truely disgusting, but they are chanting something in both goblin and common...

“We be goblins, you be food!”

Tauron cast spell on himself.

And in moment of silliness answer the goblins.

"We be mostly elves, you be plant food."

The goblins mill about for a second, before one of them stands up on the beast he is riding and puts his hand over his eyes to see who or what he may have heard.

The goblin riders have litters behind them and are dragging something.

The goblin archers stand ready and wait for the one on the giant rat to say something.

The goblin barks an order...

The whole gaggle of goblins turns around and starts to head back the way they came....

Sitting on his donkey Tauron turns to the others.

Was it something I said?  He asked.

Filarion looks puzzled as well. "Could be the ass," he says with a shrug. Right now he felt like letting them go as he sees what the others want to do.

The goblins depart, back the way they had come.  Just then an eagle descends from the heights of the morning sky.

The celestial eagle, with feathers that shine white like the moonlight and beak and talons that appear cut from solid gold, wrapped in a light silver barring comes to a rest on a nearby large stone...

“I am Thorondor, I hear wolves’ voices! These goblins I have watched over days they make no mischief in the woods.” 
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Octavia huffs at the thought of leaving the foul little creatures alive.

"They are only considered mischief until they sneak upon you in the night and cut your throats. We should chase them back to their lair and purge the world of their filth in glorious combat...or as glorious as one can get fighting little green-skinned runts."

“Truth be told only problem is they are from the upper lands and points beyond.  Normally even I would not be so far beyond my own area.  They seem focused on the flock of sheep much more than raiding humans.  I had heard of troubles at the trading post and came to offer aid.”.

The eagle is certainly beyond being an animal
Knowledge nature or religion DC 15

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Perhaps this is a celestial eagle from the higher planes...

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DC 16

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This is not a celestial eagle perhaps an awakened animal of some sort

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Filarion didn't know what to make of the bird, so he kept quiet and just watched.

Drez watched and listened as the strange gilded bird talked.

"The trading post had some problems with bandits recently.", Drezghl replied.

"That particular problem has been taken care of for now. Is there different problem that we are not aware of?"
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“Most assuredly there are problems a plenty awaiting you.  I am not sure what they are however.  I am on my way to talk to the goblins in hopes I can teach them to retain their flock in the areas above, and to the North.  Do you have any questions or requests that perhaps i can do before i return?

Raz clears his throat and puts on his shiniest, most disarming smile.

"Why yes, now that you mention it. We are explorers and thus were are here to do much exploring but having such a lofty view of the world such as yourselves...what I mean to say is there anything on our map that you could point out as areas of interests for those looking to make the world a better place?"

“Yes far across the plains where the two rivers converge a large sycamore tree sits inhabited by mites and near it, but closer to the river an old mine houses kobolds. They seem to be at war with each other, possibly a dispute over territory, as I detected no evil in the two I saw talking together.  What other type of information might be useful to you?”
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The eagle continues

“It is likely for you to encounter the two sooner rather than later as they were eating radishes from a patch not so far from here.”

"There's supposedly a lost temple," the elf pipes up, "do you know of it? We are looking for some radishes would you be so kind as to lead us there?"
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“I really do not have time, but let me describe the place to you.  It is the lee side of the top edge of the forest...”

He describes an area on the plains side of hex E2..

“I could fly over and ask them to await your arrival.”