Rhonna: Argh! The Goblin Dogs Are Upon Us!

So these are the dogs that attacked the town, Rhonna mutters as she looks over the large mangy hounds. She heard about the goblin attack from her aunt. The goblins decided to strike during the festival and Rhonna was at home making some brutwheat cakes. Aunt Mathel ran home screaming at her, telling her to shut the windows and bolt the doors.

"Goblins have invaded Sandpoint!" Aunt Mathel screamed. Her portly frame was trembling with fear.

It took Rhonna several hours before she calmed her aunt down. Poor Aunt Mathel, Rhonna sighs. She's alone right now. Who will take care of her when the goblins return?

"Tel'daakaan!"

The eladrin known as Guillaume shouts at the beasts. Suddenly the dogs cease their incessant barking. Rhonna looks at this with amazement and awe. The priest of Corellon is truly powerful!

"Nice work, Guillaume." Gryffin compliments his comrade. "I guess we can ignore them now and press forward...to where?"

Rhonna wants to tell her companions to leave this wretched forest and look for another route. None of them are capable of navigating through the wilderness. Jarek was suppose to be with them but the woodsman had gone missing.

A while ago, Rhonna suggested using the stars to help them guide their way through the maze-like woods. But Gryffin scolded her and told her that idea was stupid. The trees of Thistle tunnels are thick and practically cover most of the sky.

These people seem to know what they are doing, Rhonna thought to herself. I better not get in their way.

They all think that Nualia is alive. The paladin and the priest kept talking about her, saying that she's the source of this evil infesting Sandpoint. But Nualia is dead! She died years ago. Rhonna tried convincing them of this, but they refused to believe her. Gryffin looked at her with scorn, as if she's a crazy woman.

"I know what I saw and I know that Nualia is dead," Rhonna silently mutters to herself