I watch them wandering off and sigh, shaking my head and heading back to the carriage with Caline. After helping her with getting the cart off the road I listen to her commentary and shrug a little. Responding in celestial, "oh, I have no doubt she expects us to aid her. She seems to feel that the only way to fight is with the point of the blade, and has not bothered to learn otherwise." I give a slightly lopsided grin, "save fighting through manipulation, which, it seems, is only fair when applied by her. Tell me...did her actions not seem, perhaps, a little...over the top? As if she were trying to convince the others of her virtues?"
I pull the map back out, unrolling it against the wagon, "I'm...worried about what this says." I trace the road we're on along to Drellin's Ferry. "From the looks of this, the road past the ferry is blocked by someone...Ozyrrendion?" I trace a while further up the road, "this is the one that's more concerning though. 'All tribes muster here under Kharn'. I'm not certain how many 'all' is, but given who we got this off of, it seems likely they're tribes of hobgoblins." My finger moves back to Drellin's Ferry, "and it shows here 'attack day 5'. Now, I don't know when day 1 is. It may be today, it may be in a week, it may have been 5 days ago, hence running into these...unpleasant gentlemen." I sigh and roll up the map again, turning to lean back against the carriage.
"I dunno, sis...lets see what the village is like and...maybe we can scout ahead or something...see what exactly is coming. Something...something about this isn't feeling right. And given the way the one woman was...I don't trust her. Something rings untrue about her. I may be misreading her, but she could also be as much a danger to the town as the hobgoblins." I glance around the plains around us, "I worry that these villagers won't be able to defend themselves. This is farm land. Not encampments of warriors or a rugged fortress on the edge of the frontier."
I toss the map in on the other items in the carriage before climbing to the drivers bench, offering a hand for Caline to come up with. "On the plus side, according to the map we should be fairly close to the ferry."