DM: Goals

“Well that’s too bad, father.” Orik states as he shakes his head. “It seems that we do not actually have the same goal after all.

“I’ve been paid by the lady to protect her and it seems that you and your lot are in conflict with my job.”

The warrior reaches over and lifts his bastard sword before anyone in the party could react.

“So what are we going to do about it?”

*

From within the room, both Gryffin and Lloyd stop their rummaging when their hear voices at the corridor. Lloyd signals his companion who in turn nods and stealthily moves towards the door. From there, the eladrin sees his three remaining companions talking to a tall human warrior who seems a bit familiar to him...