Hilda's Spot and Listen checks for the night.
Spot:1d20+3
Listen:1d20+3

Hilda attempts to diffuse the situation even further. "What would your mothers think of you? Surely there's honest work for six young men such as yourselves. I'll tell you what, escort us to Lavender and I'll cook you a meal when we get there, it won't be as good as mum's cooking, but it'd be a clos...

Hilda says to Hragg quietly, "I know she's a bit a wild-child, Hragg. But she has a good heart. Let's get this job done."

"Watch your tone there, Kull," says Hilda. "We're each doing our part, and besides, I've held my own against dwarves bigger than you."

Hilda will dismount from the wagon and walk with Arlette toward the logs. "We might need to unhitch the horses from the wagon and use them to pull some of these logs away..."

She constantly scans the surrounds as they walk.

Listen: 1d20+3

Spot: 1d20+3

Hilda speaks to Hragg. "No Hragg, I lost all of mine in the market, some little pick-pocket." Hilda is eager to proceed, to get rid of these bodies. She checks them regularly as they travel, mulling over what the symbols of Hextor could mean. Who was Landowe? What was he doing? Are they performing L...

Hilda's Spot Check: 1d20+3

Hilda will try and Gather Information: 1d20-1 She is trying to find out: Where is the best place in town to eat, regardless of price? Who is the chef/cook there? She will also visit the market, to sample the local produce to see if there are any new ingredients that she could make use of. Profession...

Hilda merrily begins drinking whatever ale is in front of her, completely unaware of who ordered what.

"Damn fool girl," Hilda mutters to herself. She will step forward and stand just behind Arlette, hand on her mace. "Now might be a good time to hide behind my skirt again, girl."