Taklinn walks to the Forge and watches Dreygor as he labors with hammer and steel. The dwarf quietly smiles to himself and admires the quality of the goods that the Sheriff is producing. He clears his voice and quietly approaches Dreygor with a hat in his hand. "This was found out at the farms by a goblin named Grishal. He bandaged Wreynn up and Wreynn paid him with this hat. I'm not sure as to whether this Grishal is actually a citizen, but he is a witness in this, an' I would rather get information from a live goblin than a dead one. If his information pans out, I believe that he should be able to apply for citizenship so as to not have to taste me axe. I plan on usin' him to lead me to the outlaw goblins and locate any of the ones that are legal. Should he prove to be anything other than cooperative I will gladly put him out of MY misery Sheriff, but I am content to leave this low-hanging fruit to get to the rest of them green devils. It is fine work fer a non-dwarf," Taklinn says, regarding the work the smith is producing. "It aint really common to find a human with so much patience as to be able to work the steel properly. That's me report so far, I will let you know more when I know it, and if ye would let me know a good time would be fer me to bring the green one in fer questioning I'd be happy to make Grishal available."
"I always was told not to follow a wyrm into his hole meself". Taklinn closes his eyes and seems to be trying to remember something from his past; finally he opens his eyes and says dejectedly "I shoulda paid more attention in me lessons, but the only ones I paid attention to involved stone and steel." "By the way mage, what were the names of those few goblins who actually applied for citizenship. Not that I am trying to steer our course off track, but if yer to go tangle with a dragon, I would rather have the information now so as to not lose it if ye end up as a dragon snack!"
Dreygor stops mid swing with his blacksmith hammer at the mention of a dragon.
"A silver dragon you say.......... I am not very educated on dragon kind so color means nothing to me. If it was a dragon then yes we need to prepare. Gather all available and assemble at the tavern. As if Scorch wasn't enough trouble on this shard."
With that dreygor puts down his hammer and heads over to start putting on his armor.
Erdan storms into the Warrior's Hall. He looks around at everyone inside.
"Looks like you've all beaten me to the punch. You must have seen the great silver dragon land in the woods. I've come here to sharpen my sword and strengthen my shield. We do not have much time before it burns the woods down or finds us. Besides, I've been told my father fell under dragon's claws. Let's hope I don't share his fate."
Erdan unsheathes his sword and heads towards the sharpening wheel, puts the edge on the stone, and begins sharpening.
Dreygor wipes the sweat from his brow and gives Taklinn a smile.
"Thanks for the compliment on my work, coming from a dwarf it means alot to me. Unfortunatly my art will be put to the test this coming spring when this army arrives."
Dreygor trails off a bit and his smile turn stark serious.
"So this goblin witnessed Wren's demise? Wren tried to tell me the last time I saw him that his brother may try something...........but so soon.....this bodes ill. If this goblin did infact witness this, and if his story pans out, I would consider citizenship. However first thing is first Taklinn. You will have to get him to tell you where the other goblins are and what happened to Wren's attempted murderer. Get that information first from him. I have a feeling I will know the figure he will describe and if so I donot want you to try and find him, leave that to me. I want you to worry about the goblin situation first. Have him lead you to them, from there I will leave it to your discretion on which to exterminate and which to give the option of redemption through honest work. May Lemesin guide you."
With that Dreygor turns back to the forge to continue his work. A large pile of armor and weapons can be seen neatly stacked beside the forge.