Dragon Warriors

Sten sighs quietly "Sadly, situated as it is Saxton has never been a thriving community. A strong sense of foreboding hangs over the place. Most of us are keen to move on when we are able ....of course not all do. It's pretty much a given that all who are able to wield a spear or bow take a shift in the watch ...my weapons and armour I got as rewards from the spoils of war.
Saxton militia are generally equipped with spears and a gambeson. Leather buckets of javelins are upon the walls cause they are cheap and easy to make."

"I can't promise a sumptuous banquet but I can promise you a warm place to sleep for the night. I have four younger sisters, it has been a long time since I've seen them. Five years, I'd say. Tilly is the oldest of them, she must be 16 now, then there is Lucy and Lillian and Josie. My younger brother, Jed must be 18 summers now
I hope they are all well."

OOC - all, give me a 2d10 roll and let me know if you roll under your Perception+5.

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co-author Fury of the Deep
co-author Friends or Foes
co-author Dragon Warriors Players Guide
co-author Cold Fury
co-author Cadaver Draconis
co-author Ordo Draconis 1 and 2.

2d10 = 13 nope

OOC - I'll give this tonight and then post what is seen by the observant party members.

Ooc: Calder rolls 5

"It was indeed, Master Corvin. Nigh on a year ago, I set out to discover the Tomb of Vallandr, accompanied by Agnar Wolfeye and his band of men.."

The story continues on. Perhaps some find its telling more engaging than others as two of your number are alerted to something in the distance, some way ahead.

Those two being Calder and Corvin.

To clarify - there seem to be people ahead on the trail.

”Pray pause your take good Father. There’s something up ahead of us!” Corvin exclaims.

Hand on his sword hilt he peers into the distance.