Brazen Wolfe Tabletop

Farmers Coalition

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Captain Garet was the primary guard for Temal and he ran a small group of villagers to defend the houses. However, as he sat down opposite the party in the Tavern his stress was evident on his face. The Tipsy daisy was neither the worst nor the best place the party had been in. However, the beds were comfortable and the food was good. As a tankard of ale came around to the party and Garet the man held his tankard in both hands.

‘Temal’s always had blood feuds ever since it the Mallow was first harvested. The only place they have found the plants actually grow is here so its rare you see. This means that the old farmers are mighty particular about who inherits their crops and all that nonsense.’ he paused to look out the window.. ‘Young Roy has had his eyes only for Sara for a great number of years now. It was only a matter of time that those two became inseparable. When it came to light and he did the right thing Simon lost the plot. Ever since then no one’s seen Sara out and about without her father or one of his men.’

The party continued to ask questions of Garet and learned about the families of the village. There weren’t a great number of suspicious folk but starting with Roy and Simon is the best first steps. The rest of the evening meal goes down well and they retire for the night. The next morning there is cries of alarm from outside. They rush out the door after getting their gear together without stopping for breakfast.

As they get to the source of the commotion a woman is shouting at Simon who stands near a large plant, a Mallow, that has been destroyed. Ripped from the ground and shredded so the plant or its root covered bulb would not survive. ‘I caught you Simon. Your boys destroyed my Mallow. I saw them stumbling off towards your house and by time I got there I only found their uniforms that you make them wear!’

Simon gritted his teeth. ‘My boys would not do such a thing. It must have been your son, Roy, stealing the clothes and vandalizing more Mallow.’ he snarled

‘Roy is in Kestel with his father right now. There is no way he would be here to do that!’ The woman yelled back. Captain Garet was here now and broke up the fight but it was a heated debate. Approaching the woman she confirmed with the party that she had seen someone at dawn tearing into her plant. By time she had come out with her pitch fork she saw them ducking behind Simon’s warehouse. When she ran to confront them there was no one there, just the uniform that Simon makes his farm hands wear. She showed the party where she found the clothes and Captain Garet kept Simon away.

The clothes were dirty, filthy even and there was a stench that the party couldn’t immediately put their fingers on. Something was wrong to the core about these clothes. There was a large amount of a fine dust like ash that surrounded the clothes. An evil feeling, a presence washed over them as they examined the area and it wasn’t long until they found the source. A single finger that disintegrated into dust when they went to move it. Something had happened to the man, or there was no man in the first place.

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