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---Ulfgar---

Ulfgar gathers himself and his possessions quickly and makes for the merchant wagon waiting downstairs.  The team had purchased a smaller wagon to follow it, but apparently they were going to have to catch up as they were waiting on Ulfgar.  He almost slipped at the bottom stair to the common room, and bumped into one barmaid and knocked over no less than two humans trying to eat breakfast.  Even with that he piled into the back of the wagon like a rolling ball of laundry and strange things, just in time to see the Merchant wagon disappear around a corner. 

Thesius sighed, "Well, at least we wont have too much trouble catching up."

Reg smiled, "Yea, We getting paid 10 gold a piece to keep that wagon safe to place we were already going.  You don't want to miss out on that."
Unable to suppress a hearty laugh, Ulfgar said, Iffen ye told me ye was guardin' I would 'ave just slept in de wagon. His laughing dying to chuckles, he began fixing his gear and donning everything proper.
---Ulfgar---

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(DM - Roll Perception three times as you and your group travel to the small village of Oakhurst. Your only job, to protect the merchant caravan traveling to the town.)
Perception1d20+4 20
Perception1d20+4 9
Perception1d20+4 11
---Ulfgar---

One the first night Ulfgar kept watch.  With such a good night sleep, he was able to keep up for a while.  And luckily he did, as he caught no less than three goblins trying to sneak into the caravan to no doubt pilfer something. He sees the little beasts creeping along the edge the last wagon, whispering in their guttural language.
Ye see them grubby little muck dwellers der Soulforger? Ulfgar grumbled as he bounded up from the rock he'd been sitting on, his hand pulling one of the throwing hammers from his back, even as he gave challenge, I be seein' ye lil' filthy shites, he shouted looking directly at the curs in question.
---Ulfgar---

(DM - Roll Intimidation to see if they goblins charge are run off.)
intimidation: 1d20+1 7
---Ulfgar---

The goblins growl and give Ulfgar what can only be some strange goblin sign for 'fuck off' or something or other.  

Goblin 1's Initiative: 1d20+2 = 22
Goblin 2's Initiative: 1d20+2 = 13
Goblin 3's Initiative: 1d20+2 = 6

(DM- Roll Initiative)
initiative: 1d20+2 5
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