A Great Upheaving

Defence of Goldenfields part 1

TO ARMS! WE ARE BESET IN THE NIGHT!

GOBLINS! we are under attack!  The loud(ish) cry's of the drunken halfling musician Oren rouse the party from their slumber in the North Furrows End inn.  As they don amour and descend the stairs they arrive to the sound of the shattering of pottery as the inebriated halfling throws wide the doors.

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