(IC) The Quest Begins!
The halfling took on the scene and smiled, seeing no malice in the adventurers. He kept his hands well away from his many weapons, including a halfling war staff and a sling. Though he did carry a shield.
"Hail, travelers.
My steed detected signs of battle and was most adamant we investigate, and of course
I'm happy to offer assistance, but it looks like you are in little need of that. Good job!
I am Sir Jemimwitt Haethy, Order of The Sword, at your service. This is my loyal steed, Muffins."
The dire corgi wagged its bushy tail at mention of it's own name. It still wasn't sure what to think of the adventuerers yet, and was clearly smelling the goblin blood.
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