The bluff might have worked!
 During all the excitement you panicked and took a page out of Guile's book... You were never the best at throwing weapons, though tree climbing is second nature to you as a hunter.

 Guile comes over after dealing with the half-ogre and assesses the young man bandit as no real threat as he
was in the middle of handing over his weapons to you before he got the butt end of a knife knocking out his tooth.

 How will you go about questioning this young bandit? and will you let him go? Kill him? or something else?

Guile in action!

You both find a very small party of Gasher Gang Brigands...


Dwarves aren't known for diplomacy... or detective skills...
Guile seems fairly busy with the half ogre and the last brigand has spotted you!
hunkering down hiding doesn't seem to be an option anymore!


What do you do?

The Dwarf

A new found ally has been found rather quickly! (when expensive booze was mentioned probably)
and onward you both go to smite down the thugs that wronged you with new friend Guile the Gutter!

Update coming VERY soon! Shall you aid in the possibly small fight with Guile? Or play it safe viewing from a distance?

Tavern at Kregham

You arrive in the woodsman hamlet of Kregham and rush to an obvious place of idle arms and help... The tavern...
 Out of the few random gabbing people here 3 stand out (besides the halfing tavern keeper giving you a concerned look)
~~ The half orc in the back is named Barraks, he's a self made town peace-keeper of sorts and is generally a helpful man, the village loves him due to the fact he's always looking out for people, he'd probably be easy to convince to aid you, though he's never really had more then some tavern brawls or commoner peacekeeping under his belt.
 ~~There's a Dwarf here as well, fairly uncommon as the closest known dwarven clan is over 900miles south of here and 3 domains away... He's giving the shrouded man on the other side of the table a gritty ticked off look, the dwarf looks like he's middle aged for a dwarf, perhaps around 200 years old, and his armor and weapons look like they've seen some action...
 ~~The shrouded man getting the stink eye from the dwarf doesn't seem to be paying much mind at all to anyone, almost seems as if he's half asleep, two bright green glowing eyes emit from under his hood and you briefly see he's loaded with blades under his garb. Bronze chain armor seems to be casually covered up from sight, you can't get much of a vibe from him at all...

 TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! ~
  Every moment you spent here talking with people and trying to gain aide, someone could be drinking your life investment, ruining you and facing extreme poverty!
~ 2 Actions will be chosen from comments, then you're off to get your wine back, you are a little frantic after all...

The First Crossroad...

You spend the next couple hours of the morning briskly jogging down the trade routes close to home trying to follow the tracks left behind by the thugs that burnt your home down... The trail goes cold when you reach a main road and you decide to follow it reaching the crossroad closest to home...

North road leads to Northern Shade-Wood, bandits and outlaws of course live there, but you're more likely to run into an orckin or wolf then anything. Some parts host large lumbering companies and on a plus side you know that a strange plant simply dubbed as "Goodberry Shrubs" grows in the further northern areas of these woods, it cures minor wounds and aids in the curing process of poisons.

West leads to the Trapper/Carpentry stapled town of Kregham (population 280)
Friendly folk you hail from that hamlet and know a couple people that could give you some aid in food and possibly a strong arm.  Many advantages to the town as they have their own smith that spends a lot of his time refurbishing weapons, though you don't think 3 gold will be getting you a weapon bigger then the knife you have now. They also have a Priestess in the hamlet, but her skill are novice as she's never preformed a miracle  past that of mending the wounds of the tavern keeper that always slices his finger tip off chopping potatoes every month... She'd also ask for a 'donation' for her services...

What shall you do?

Salvaging the Home...

Your name is Lilith Van-Snek, by profession you're a Huntswoman and Apothecary.

As a hobby you tasted and tried collecting wines in hopes of value going up for the bottles over time, you're also a decent wood carver...

Not having proper tools to make wooden shoes you fashion some wood sandals from scrap leather and the hunk of wood nearby...


You quickly sift through the ash filled mess that is your home now.
You reclaim your butcher knife and 3 gold left over from your home alchemy funds.
Not much you can do for your wounds sense all your herbs and notes burn up, so the
best you can do is brush yourself off, snag the torch used to burn
your home down and start tracking those sorry bastards that took your prized collecters
bottle of 884 Chateau du Pic! It cost you 95 gold! that's enough to feed a common man for
18 years!

...You set forth...

The Beginning

You live in the northern woods of Lord Jerrik's Domain by yourself, you saved and saved working hard even as an orphan of the war 20 years ago and after 2 years of living in some harmony with your surroundings some thugs came in the night, beat you, took nearly everything you owned (even your boots) and burnt down your small home... A little battered, you begin to lift yourself off the ground...

What's your: 1)Name, 2)Profession, 3)Gender

What shall you do now?