In Need of Reinforcements

I have received word from Wren that the group that went after Ser Osric’s castle is in grave danger.

They have taken a foothold in the city of Heys Hollow, a city completely inhabited by members of the Red Glove and Obsidian Raptors.

While some of the group is doing various other necessary things, a portion of them are attempting to hold this foothold they have taken. But Wren is unsure if they will be able to hold it or if this will be their final stand. They are more than prepared to give up theirs lives for this fight, but if there is anyway we can prevent that, I would like to try.

I ask, please, if anyone is not yet working on things related to the Weavesmith/Red Glove, please go to aid them. Even one person could make a difference. Thank you.


(OOG, fill out this survey and pick infiltrating Ser Osric’s castle as your group choice. docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSeVAP31...0WkZz1EGXuw/viewform)

Who's there? I left Coast Haven after Django tried to pull authority.

-Father Donny MacFhionnlaigh
HIGHLANDER, Priest, Dragoon

I know Ebony and Wren are there.

And I know that Caelvan and Khala were captives in the castle at the time that Klarington grabbed them for a wine and cheese party.

I am not sure who else.

Let me see if I can go turn the tide. I'd love to rescue Caelvan again.

-Father MacFhionnlaigh

Dear Father McAlphabet,

I don't happen to recall seeing you on the previous mission, apologies if my goblin eyes don't work as well as you highlanders do.

Mister Peaches has paid me a *great* deal of coin to make sure this operation goes smoothly. Although if memory serves, I did see someone of your *stature* huffing away some time ago in Angst. You may not have seen me, as I was practicing my climbing that day, though the ceilings are slippery, so apologies for the sweat drops that may have fallen on your head.

Sincerely,
The Finest Goblin Entrepreneur You Ever Done Met, if I do say so myself, and I DO SAY SO Myself.

The One, The Only, Rak Vaad Esq.

OOG: The script is inelegant and jagged, written with a far-less fluid wrist than usual, suggesting the author held the quill tightly.

I'm going.

~Nalick DeMarche