This group has started the trek to obtain assistance from the mites and kobolds under the terms of the treaty with them.

They have ridden across the plains and encountered nothing as of yet...

Filarion, in his unusual for his race, but usual for him, manner spurs his horse into a quick trot that would be faster than walking, but not so fast that it would kill the horse.

I don't know who's coming along, so speak up. :)

If you turn out to be alone we will shift both Mikmek and Crack-jaw the kobold and mite over to this thread...It makes sense for them to come on this particular excursion...

The ride is of course much further for this group than those seeking the perfect trees for the catapults.

Mikmek and Crackjaw seem to think it is very likely that the kobolds and mites will be more than willing to lend a hand, however the number might be limited due their recent losses and those that Tartuk the summoner had killed.

Eventually this group of riders is greeted at the mine entrance of the kobold mines.  As you arrive, one of the kobolds chats up Mikmek....

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Mikmek looks concerned....

Filarion had pumped the kobold and the mite for information about the capabilities and numbers of both holds.

Once they arrived, he kept his tongue as the locals talked among themselves. He watched them, hand relaxed on his hilt just in case.

21:05, Today: Filarion Petxalim rolled 13 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 10.  Sense Motive.

Mikmek
“A parody party is here seeking a treaty to establish a kingdom of only locals, the one here is a troll. I cannot guarantee your safety...”