Tarsakh 3, 1481, The Year of the Grinning Halfling
Northeast of Azoun’s Hold in the eastern border of Cormyr
Sword Captain Dorin Goldhammer entered the dilapidated shack after finishing his morning business outside.
“Soldiers, I have discovered what appears to be humanoid tracks outside.”
Bryan stood after he finished lacing his boots. “Sir, perhaps those tracks belong to the humanoids we fought yester—”
“Don’t you think I know the difference between those tracks and the ones I found?” the Sword Captain snapped in response. “The tracks I found were clearly smaller than the ones belonging to the creatures we fought yesterday. Although I am—at the moment—still uncertain as to what those creature were, I suspect these tracks belong to goblins. The tracks lead towards the hills to the north.”
“What are your orders sir?” Waingrove asked.
“We will follow the tracks and slay every one of those foul things we come across,” the Sword Captain said with absolute finality.
To be continued…
Cormyrian Purple Dragons: Bryan, Brando, and Waingrove
Companions & NPCs:
Sword Captain Dorin Goldhammer