Re: Scourge of the Silver Marches
1d20+2 = 13+2 = 15 vs 1d20+1 = 14+1 = 15
1d20+2 = 13+2 = 15 vs 1d20+7 = 11+7 = 18
Holi and Trex walk calmly toward the group assembled around the watchtower, weapons sheathed. As they get closer, both see how antsy the group is, and how poorly equipped. There are six, including the man on the watchtower, one wielding a longsword and a shield, two more with spears, two more with axes, and the man on the tower had a crossbow. None of them had better than cheap chainmail on. The man with the longsword steps forward, apparently the leader. "That's far enough! Who are you? And state your business! Be quick about it, we've got you surrounded and out numbered ten to one!" Trex simply grins, not buying into the obvious bluff. Holi doesn't fall for it either, though he does glance around a bit at the proclamation.
"My name is Trex, Sir Almodeus Trex, and I am a paladin of Lathander. My companions and I are on quest to rid the land of a great evil in the northern mountains, near to the Coldwood. Already we have been attacked by lesser evils, some in its employ and some independent of it. We travel to Stonebridge, then on to the evils lair. We seek no quarrel with you. Though, might I ask what a band such as yourself is doing out here? This road is seldom traveled, and there are no settlements nearby that I know of."
The man jumps slightly at Trex proclamation, and quickly says; "My apologies sir, we've been hired by a man named Gersalt, he recently opened an inn along the road, and he had heard that orcs were in the area, and wanted us to watch the road for trouble. You and yours may pass freely, but we've got nothing to spare in the way of aid."
Trex replies; "That's fine, we'll just be on our way." with that he turns to return to the group.