In reply to Gorn (msg # 107):

"Return the lady to her family, Travis is gone now." Brodd said "We shouldn't hang about with these goblins nearby."

The bounty hunter spits.

"Fine. You've got your mission and I've got mine. Whoever wants a share of the bounty and a split of the spoils along the way, set up camp with me. The rest of you can head back to the village."

He holds a lantern up as he leans in and stares in the sick elf's eyes.

"He's been held underground too long. Months, probably. Goblin chow's bad enough, but goblin prisoner food must be even worse. Not even counting what they did to him when they were bored. He'll be lucky if he makes it. Get this elf a clean cot by the fire before he passes on."
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"Try water, Leo."

Leo takes a cloth and some water and washes his face.  "Didn't seem right to just throw it at him."

After that, Leo will help move him to a cot near the fire.

Regdoc had been assessing the elf while the others conversed about how to proceed. The elf was in bad shape and needed more care than they could give him in these circumstances. There was a significant degree of turmoil about some decision going on behind the piercing eyes of the Seeker.

"I'll take him back and get'im right again. Though I would dearly love to explore further with you and learn the secret of these Sandals, I feel that He Who Treads And Has Trodden wishes me to care for this unfortunate."

"Will anyone help me?"

Chomper nuzzled the sick elf and whined a bit, raising his ears to accept the plea for aid, for humongous canine guardians have no hands with which to volunteer.

"You just want to rest by the fire and lick the pots, you don't fool me with your false empathy!" Regdoc accused his hound even as he scratched him behind the ears.

"Best of luck to you all, I'm sure we'll meet up again, the Path Goes Ever Onward!"

After only a brief pause, Harald spoke up. "Wait! Wait a moment I say! I shall aid you old man, this elf may have many untold tales that will be lost forever should I fail to assist in his recovery. And I simply cannot bear that it should be so..."

The eccentric bard helped to fashion a travois to Chomper by which they could drag the elf back up the trail to the walled town.

"Heard that in a story once... ought to work I should think!"

He waved to the others and joined the old Cleric of the Wandering God with their shared elven burden.

Dwarghar starts up the stairs and looks for signs of the goblins or other interesting stonework.

I won't go far, you can play with the elf.
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As the two drag the elf off for better care, Leo says,"Now we might consider moving on."

"I'll be more useful scaling the sandals than taking care of the elf"

Alietra looks nervous about splitting into snaller groups, but stands near the bounty hunter.

In reply to Alietra (msg # 116):

Brodd will stay with the party, they'll need him!

The elf seems to be resting comfortably as he expires and passes on to the Elysian Fields.

In reply to DM (msg # 118):

"If only I had another Cure spell!" in a distraught voice!

"Those prayers don't heal the weakness from long and slow starvation."

"Do you think it's too late? I've got half an apple, and Brodd has more. Should we feed him?!"

In reply to Pock Oneshoe (msg # 121):

"Sorry Pock, he has expired, nothing to do but bury him now. The goblins killed him! We need to kill the goblins!"

"I agree, we should clean the goblins from this area."

Alietra looks sadly at the elf.

"What if he was not the only hostage of the goblins? We should proceed with caution, in case there's a small chance of finding another"
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"We do believe they have at least one more."

"No sense wasting time then. Let's move!" Einhard turned to the thief. "Do you mind leading the way to ensure there are no traps waiting for us?"

"Well, if we absolutely must push forward!" He winced at the thought of being slain or captured by one of the creatures, and fell in aside Brodd, although not before shooting him a glance that said one of them must return to bury this elf.

Brodd caught the look as they moved out, "We'll take care of him shortly Pock, thank you for your concern."

In reply to Einhard (msg # 126):

Alietra nods and strolls towards the opposing stairs.  She looks at the base of the stairs examining any signs of goblin laid traps. Pieces of rope, pressure plates, anything.  She waves the party to follow her, and starts climbing up the stairs with caution.

Alietra rolled 51 using 1d100.  Check for traps at base of stairs. Seems she didn't find anything! :/

Alietra doesn't find any traps. When the elf tumbled down the entire length he probably would have set them off on the way down.

Leohart follows the group, not wanting to be left on his own.

Alietra, Leohart, Einhard, Gorn, Creston, Pock, and Dwarghar carefully scale the stone foot as the rest of the party dig a grave for the elf and set camp.

[To be continued in next Scene]
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