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[FelixSparks]

Arwen shrugs, grinning. One less headache to deal with, anyway.

"You heard the man. Might as well keep going."

Something, however, was bothering him. Fincher's Bluff? Had he ever heard of such a place? Hmmm....

Intelligence check on this man's innane drivel.

[TheBiggerFish]

((...Why do Adrik's intelligence checks almost always faceplant?))
"Good grief."
But seriously, that doesn't make any sense.  Greenest doesn't have enough to support mansions, does it?
((I roll to disbelieve this silliness!))

[Dwarmin]

((...Why do Adrik's intelligence checks almost always faceplant?))
"Good grief."
But seriously, that doesn't make any sense.  Greenest doesn't have enough to support mansions, does it?
((I roll to disbelieve this silliness!))

(([Adrik's Intelligence Check: 1+1]

The universe collapses under the weight of your ignorance))

[TheBiggerFish]

((Like, seriously, I don't get how I keep getting the terrible rolls on knowledge of things like ancestry/nobles, dragons, stuff you'd know as a budding genealogist...Bluh.))

[Dwarmin]

((Like, seriously, I don't get how I keep getting the terrible rolls on knowledge of things like ancestry/nobles, dragons, stuff you'd know as a budding genealogist...Bluh.))

((You're still budding, you haven't bloomed. ))

[My Name is Immaterial]

(Arwen's Intelligence Check: 11+2)
Fincher's Bluff is probably a figment of the man's imagination, but it could have a real-life equivalent.

(Adrik's Intelligence Check: 20+1)
[no seriously this is when random.org decides to spit out a 20]
[seriously]
[are you shitting me]
Greenest is not large enough to support the lavish lifestyle of a Lord, without heavy taxation of the population. It's a rather prosperous town where taxes are relatively low, only enough to support the guard. The governor's office is one that is self-supported; the governor was a successful mercenary back in his day, and made his fortune on a couple of successful campaigns.
Adrik realizes that he remembers that Dharva Scatterheart never had any children; she was killed by a rival warlord before she could become a mother.

[FelixSparks]

Arwen made note of this for later. But for now...

"We really should keep going. We have a cave to clear out."

[TheBiggerFish]

((*facepalms*))
"... Note to me'sel... Dinnae trust yer head th' first time.

Aye, onwards...Someone should take care o' th man though."

[Culise]

"I shall.  After all," she gave a slight smile that nonetheless revealed nothing of what she was actually thinking, "I am his valet."  She turned to the apparently self-styled noble whose name she couldn't exactly ask without breaching her "cover."  "Sir, it seems the others wish to take a bit of a social excursion.  Will His Lordship be joining them?"

It's probably redundant with our lovely natural 20, but I may as well make the same INT rolls to see how much Mirella recognizes about Underbough, and a medical check on his condition as well.

[My Name is Immaterial]

His Lordship, having fallen unconscious, will not be joining them.
(Mirella's Intelligence Check: 18+2)
Underbough is the halfling equivalent of the human "Smith", the dwarven "Stonewhatever", and the elven "Twinkle/Sparkle/Moonbeamwhatever". Mirella is pretty sure that he's just delusional, but there could be an "Underbough Park" somewhere in the realms, and it wouldn't exactly be a surprise. The likelihood that this man came from it is low.
(Mirella's Medicine Check: 6+3)
His Lordship is exhausted. He needs rest, food and water.

[Dwarmin]

"I know a place we could set him by-there's a cave with a natural spring back in the camp, that should be shelter enough until we return, plenty of water, and we could leave some food. I'm only worried those strangers outside might harm him while we're gone..."


Action: Btw, does the man have any valuables or anything useful on him?

In any case, let's truck him back to that spring cave, leave him some food and lay some bedding under him. And warn the probably-bandits to stay away from him upon pain of dispersal.

[My Name is Immaterial]

(Johanna's Investigate Check: 11+6)
His Lordship's pockets are empty. He's probably been looted by the cultists, or perhaps his valuables fell out while he was upside down. The second option seems unlikely from a subsequent investigation.

His Lordship is gently deposited inside the spring, and the men and women lingering around the camp are warned, but they don't pay much attention; one is making a ramshackle sign advertising a "Free Couch".

[Dwarmin]

"Ah, let's keep going, then. Hopefully we won't have kill them all on our way back for bothering that poor man!" She says loudly, in a carrying voice.

Action: Back to ye dungeon. Also make sure to refill my water from the spring.

[FelixSparks]

INTO THE DUNGEON!

[My Name is Immaterial]

The party returns to the cave, in exactly the same formation they left in.