Tonight was a lot of fun! Full group and lots of roleplaying.
Shannon as Lil'arren (or "Arren" as she's begun going by).
Ross as Van
J.R. as Akir
Trotsky as Castieal (Who's background I was misinformed on, he's an old soldier who's unfortunately been on the loosing side of several wars).
Bo as Trixus
The session begins with a large town meeting in the central square. Sir John Bordel, the Lord Mayor, is giving an address. He is a young man, with slicked back black hair. Recent years have not been kind to his physique, a significant paunch having formed on his belly. He addresses the growing crowd, laying to rest rumors of ogres in the woods, that the situation had been delt with. He also went on to commend the bravery of some unknown citizens who defended the Golden Stones brothel, but warned that ordinary citizens should not take the law into their own hands. Of course, there was some grumbling in the audience over the matter, as well as Constable Merryweather shaking his head. However, Sir John shocked the crowd by welcoming a delegation of orcs onto the stage, claiming they were there to have a peace talk and discuss trade.
Following accusations from the preacher that he'd gone mad, the lead orc, calling himself Dalrok, requested that the Lord Mayor recognize the heroes who defended the town. Sir John called out for them to come forward and be recognized. Lil'arren, Van, and Castieal stepped onto the stage, Akir having none of that idea, same with Trixus. As Sir John thanked the three, Dalrok stared each of them down in turn, then put on pleasant face and commended their bravery. A shout from a tavern owner that the trio would get free beer at his tavern prompted a cheer from the crowd, which drowned out Trixus' shouts that he was a hero, too.
The meeting over, the crowd went on their way. Lil'arren stopped Sir John to speak with him about her errantry and how she could help. He gave her a pleasant, "If I need anything, I'll be sure to let you know." and he headed off with his guards and the three orcs. She and the others decided to head to the tavern and indulge in their free beers. Akir, meanwhile, kept an eye on where the orcs and lord mayor were headed.
At "Cook's Pot" owned by Luke Cook, the three "heroes" sat down at the bar and had their beer. Luke engaged them in simple conversation, asking their names and where they were from. Before the conversation could get too deep, Trixus made his entrance... or at least made the others realize he was there, by pushing up a stool and hopping up on it. He began to pester the others about their antics, and how Dalrok seemed to be sizing each of them up for a fight. Trixus, well aware of who the orc really was (because of a good knowledge check and his predisposition to dealing with monsters) revealed who Dalrok really was: Galrok Bloodspiller, one of the most notorious raiders from the Night-Biter tribe.
((I honestly can't remember everything that followed here, there was a lot of IC banter, most of it hilarious. Van got his money purse stolen by Trixus for making fun of Trixus' height, again. He got it back in short order, but it was still a lot of hilarity.))
Deciding he'd had enough of the belligerant goblin, Castieal got up from the bar and joined Akir at a table, who had previously entered and deliberatly avoided Trixus. The two got to talking and decided to check in on the orcs and the lord mayor, and left the tavern.
They wandered down to the mayor's mansion and hung around outside, across the street. It wasn't long before the orcs exited the mansion, their weapons coated with blood. They proceeded, unperturbed, around the building. Akir and Castieal ran into the mayor's home to find Sir John and his two guards, totally slaughtered. They decided to sit there and wait for the constabulary to show up... instead one of the household servants showed up. She took one look at the two men and the bodies, dropped her tray of tea and ran from the house screaming.
Constable Merryweather and his men showed up not long after, swords drawn. Akir and Castieal attempted to defend themselves, verbally, that the orcs killed the mayor. None the less, there was witness testimony that placed them there at the scene, so Merryweather had them arrested, their hands were bound and they were sat down outside, while they waited for the investigation.
Meanwhile, a townsperson burst into Cook's Pot, crying out: "The mayor's been killed, one of the heroes done it!" So, Trixus, Arren and Van headed for the mansion. They found a large crowd already gathering. As Van and Arren attempted to find out what was going on, Trixus strode confidently into the house and spoke to Merryweather. He showed the man some papers, which declaired his authority. He got Castieal and Akir released. After some discussion, the whole group took off after the orcs.
They followed the orc's trail to an abandoned camp just inside the treeline near town. They found a standard with the Night-Biter symbol on it, which Trixus confirmed, having kept the cloth he found on the ogre. In fact, he elaborated that he found the rest of the ogres the group neglected to deal with, killed by orcish weapons, with similar peices of cloth on them. (This was what we agreed he'd been up to while he was gone). As they searched some more, Arren found a scrap of parchment inside the standard, a proclimation from Galrok. He declaired his intent to destroy Evergreen and that he would see them on the battlefield.
The group split up, Akir and Trixus following the rest of the trail, while the others headed back to town. Arren, Castiel, and Van contacted Merryweather, now the acting mayor, as he was sending a message to the nearest town, appraising them of the situation. He was shown the parchment they found and knew help would not reach them in time. So, with their help, people were gathered and warned. Refugees efforts were organized, people recruited for defense, and materials gathered.
Meanwhile, Akir and Trixus snuck to the edge of a ridgeline and peered down at a disturbingly large camp of orcs, less than a day's ride from Evergeen. Trixus disguised himself by making himself look more primative in dress, using scraps of material from the standard they had aquired earlier. He snuck into the camp and acted as if he was just another goblin servant. He overheard plans for the attack's timetable, then layed low until evening and snuck into Galrok's command tent and found a map with the plan of attack. Mission accomplished, he headed back to Akir and they rode back to Evergreen, covering their trail.
Thus this session ends.
No game next week, 3 of our members will be at PAX. But I will provide a treat from one of my players at that time.