You must be mad!?

"Huhwhat!!!!!" You blurt out. "Go in their places? You're either mad or drunk on ale Dwarf!"

"I cant leave my children orphans to go run errands for the King!" Rilla crys.

The dwarf named Ogdahn stammers back at your questions timidly. Lidgwen speaks up."No we have to go....We either do it or your kids are dead anyway Rilla. The king will burn the Inn to the ground as well as any neigboring cities! Ravensreach...Peachtide...Appleton.....they and all the people in it will be destroyed! You travler I dont know you but you must know someone you wish to protect. The way Og and I sees it. We either do nothing and die along with every one we know, or assume the role of the party travle to the capital. Attempting to complete the kings task and most likely dying in the process. Worst case senerio we get killed by some monsters further down the road from town. Hopefully far enough to spare any suspicion of wrong doings."

"Aye lass, You were always better with words than I. Can I assume you're in Lidgwen my dear?" He says with a slow rough voice.

Lidgwen nods then looks to you and Rilla. "You're right....But how can we pass as those four?" Says Rilla. "Besides the obvious spellcaster, how do we fill the rolls?"

"Hey I havent agreed to anything yet!" You start to say before a twinge of guilt rumbles through you. "...Fine ....I'm in...." You tell them.

Rilla is the last one to say anything. The poor woman has had a harsh life but one far better after the birth of her children. Knowing what fate they would have if she did nothing would be far worse than if she left. A pair of tears roll down her cheeks. "How long do we have until we have to go?" The sad mother asks quietly.

"So this means....?" You ask Rilla.

"I'm in. I'd do anything for Joey and Grace. Even face a certain doom..." Rilla says in a serious and woeful tone.

"That settels it then. Lets meet back here tomorrow morning. Will that be enough time?" The dwarf ask. Rilla nods "My sister lives in Appleton. If I take the little bit of gold we were saving and send them both by carriage tonight. They should reach the small village by late morning. You better be right about all this dwarf! Dont make me regret it!"

"I wish we had better options Rilla, I'm deeply sorry lass. Bloody adventureing pricks!" Ogdahn spit upon one's corpse.

"So if I'm going to be the Wizard. Who are you guys going to be?" You ask the group.

"Aye we should figure that out before too long. I think barbarian would sutie me the best. I'm pretty strong and have always been ok with a broad axe. Rilla havent I seen you at the church healing some of the wounded soliders?" The stout dwarf ask.

"Um..yeah but I only know one weak healing spell. Once I cast it I'm done for a while..."Rilla says returning more and more to her timid state.

"It only has to be good enough to fake it lass and unless you know how to move around in heavy armorI'm afraid that role is for you." Rilla almost says something but she stops herself and nods. She has been taught all too well what happens when a woman speaks up. She has had it drilled into her by her father every day growing up in Appleton. All they way untill her father sold her to Robert's father years ago for some land and livestock. Robert was raised how to treat a woman as well... Something Rilla feared he'd pass on to dear sweet Joey or even worse Grace.

Oghdan however would never do that, but the dwarf and the human didnt seem to know eachother as well. Not like he and the halfling.

"....I guess that makes me the fighter then. I've been uh....trained.....to carry heavy loads. Moving around in armor shouldn't be that bad. I'm not bad with a sword and shield." Lidgwen decides.

"Well I guess if that settels it then we should take care of any business you have. We can meet out front in the morning." Lidgwen says

The four of you nod at each other, knowing whats at risk if they fail.

"By the way Wizard. What's your name? You know Lidgwen the Owner of this Inn, Rilla the housewife, and Me I'm Ogdahn. Well who are ye'?"