The three of you decide to patrol together. Smith explains the route, from watchtower to watchtower twice, and lets you know that he'll pay extra for resources or information that might serve the town, and warns you not to go hunting on the beach, which is Triton territory. He also encourages you to provide aid to any Tritons you see. You can stop by Jessop's before you leave, if you wish, otherwise, you should set out towards the first watchtower.

OOC: Before you go, do you want this to be a night or day patrol? Night patrols pay 5gp more, but its dark, and nocturnal creatures tend to have Darkvision.
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OOC: I don't mind either, I'll let the others decide

Stennan walked to the meeting point, checking that he had all of his equipment with him. Here we go. First job, let's not screw it up, Stennan thought to himself, steeling his mind for anything that could happen.

Stolt hurries forward having just come back from the Jessop's shop dress in his newly purchased winter gear. He slows as he approaches Stennan.

"Just how old are you?" the wood elf queries as he comes up to Stennan, doing his best to hide his concern. The human couldn't have been a quarter of a century old. Indeed, he barely appeared to be 20! Amongst his own people, Stolt would be considered quite young with his 117 years and impetious as seen by his actions. He had been hasty in agreeing to joining the group but his true concerns were far beyond them. Hopefully things would work out. If only this human was teachable. Many humans were not but perhaps Stennan would be an exception and open to being schooled. He was certainly young enough.

OOC:
FYI - let me know if Stolt gets too annoying and I can tame things down or stop.
I would suggest we try daylight at first. Even with dark vision, Stolt can't see the distances we can see in the daytime and it's probably best to keep things easier until we know what we are up against. It will also help us to get to know each other and each other's abilities. However, if Spark really wants to go at night, I'm ok with it.

With that input, I'll let Spark decide when we go.
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Spark also joins the two others at the agreed-upon meeting point. Clad in his winter clothes that seems remarkably similar to the newly acquired ones that Stennan is wearing he greets them with a raised hand. "We all ready to head out?" He looks at the fellow cleric's clothes and nods appreciatively.

"If we encounter goblins, don't immediately assume they are a foe. I have had dealings with the small folk not long past, and some of them have settled in the surrounding areas."

OOC: Daylight sounds better so we can see what we're doing.

You set out for your patrol at mid-morning, knowing you could easily make it back before dark, even with significant delays. Though Spark lacks a frame of reference, Stolt and Stennan both find it strange, knowing that despite the cold, it's actually summer and the day will be long. Do you chat on the way to the first watchtower?

"Uh, I'm 23," Stennan replied to the elf. Stennan little interesting that the elf was focused on age, but he made no comment of it. He turned to Spark.

"So, goblins aren't immediately a foe, eh? Anything else we should know? I know Smith said orcs might be a possibility."

Stolt keeps his eyes and ears open as the start the patrol. He suspects that the danger must be considerable given they are being paid to patrol, especially during the daytime. He will do his best to familiarize himself with the landscape and keep an eye out for any hiding places or potential ambush spots.

He will listen to the conversation but will try to avoid talking too much and will keep his gaze looking outward.

"I haven't been on too many patrols myself, but the word is that there are quite a few animals that could brave our numbers to try and grab a quick bite, so it's best not to stray too far from each other."

He trots along with the others, finding that the travel pace suits him and that the less confined space agrees with him compared to his forge. Nothing can beat the sound of hammer on steel and anvil, of course, but adventuring has its thrills as well.

"What has brought you to these parts, word of the settlement and the hopes to strike a new path for yourselves, or perhaps fate and happenstance pulled you here?"

Spark isn't difficult to read, despite his apparent lack of clear facial feature he doesn't seem to conceal his feelings, and he's happy to chat about anything and everything to pass the time, while at the same time keeping an eye out for anything unusual.

"I'm here because of the opportunity and the frontier, and also to get away from the troubles of Artemisia. Too many wars and petty squabbles." Stennan scanned the area, keeping an eye out for anything unusual.
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"I've never understand that about humans," Stolt says. "Seems like you fight over the smallest of things." He says all that though he only half listens to the response. Instead, he keeps his eyes and sense peeled for danger.