Kirell, Kevass, Dreygor and Tinryn return to the tavern.
"Sorry Tin, I thought I would be able to find the Druids Grove, but apparently my knowledge of their secreative ways is too limited."
"Perhaps Master Dalgoon can assist us. He was to meet me back here with information about the dragon cult I am to accompany."
"If you would prefer to wait here while the brotherhood investigates the goings on at Jebs farm, I beleive Kevass would understand."
"What say you Kavass?"
"Friends come and go, but enemies gather at my feet in a heap."
Kirell Turns to Jeb.
"OK Jeb, we should be going I'm concerned for your wife's safety."
"Tin we will return directly. If Dalgoon shows up please attempt to get him to stay."
"Finish you ale gentelmen we should be leaving."
Friends come and go, but enemies gather at my feet in a heap!
"I'm sure she's fine, she's a tough one Abigail. I'm more concerned for the larger ones heading toward town. As I rode by them hey were pushing down trees and making way for even lagrer brothers and sisters. The largest of which looked like they were walking upright!" Jeb says just before he guzzels some more ale.
"If anyone has anything of any value they should get it out of here." Jeb frowns.
"Sounds good to me."