First Encounters

We had all the rest of the day to tighten loose ends before our departure the following morning.
Elessar went about in the market place asking about Omaron and his house but didn't get much out of it. Ajisha dragged Ivor and played some music in a crowded square and later spent the money gained from ther performance on a good hearty meal with Ivor. Jarl was nowehere to be seen, presumably he was drinking his brains out in a tavern somwhere. I decided to perform my Karma Ritual before retreating to the inn and sat in a quiet corner sipping some mead and listened to the hearsay. Didn't gather much except that I heard a persistent rumor saying that organized crime is making a foothold in Bartertown.
The following morning we meet with Omaron. With him there are other guards and his staff. There are his uncle Vistum, a dwarf too, Gehebu, the Obsidiman bodyguard, Asti, the temperamental human cook (after a closer look he turned out to be a human midget not a dwarf as was our first impression), Sadol and Dren, two dwarf serfs and another 4 guards namely, Zaphon, an ork scout, Karla, a human archer, Ged, a dwarf warrior and finally Wilks, a trainee dwarf warrior. There were also 20 pack horses laden with various merchandise and three mules.
Omaron informed us that we were headed for Ardanian, four days travel away and that we would follow a well travelled route.
During the trip I was on point with Zaphon and Ajisha. The ork was grumbling about how the ork scorchers were giving a bad name to all the ork population in the vicinity.
The first encounter comes a few minutes later. Ajisha with her vantage point informed us that she could see three figures approaching the caravan from the front. They turned out to be three humans, a certain Kovan, a questor of Mynbruje and his two attendants. They saluted and moved on.
A human hunter named Jarvis crossed our paths an hour later. He stopped to chatter with us and also sold us some of his fresh catch and a wolf pelt to me for a bargain price of 1 silver piece.
The rest of the day was uneventful as was the night apart from the musings of Asti and Ajisha's sweet voice.
The following day, late in the morning Vistum, Omaron's uncle, twists an ankle and has to be given a ride by shifting some of the weight on other mounts.
Following that Ajisha spots a rider on a Troajin. It turns out he is a dwarf messenger and doesn't even salute us as he sped by, ignoring us.
Later in the afternoon, our eagle eyed spotter identifies a trio of mounted figures clopping leisurely towards our caravan. We take our precautions but the three are high circle adepts on a foray from Parlainth. They introduce themselves as Hulgran, a large troll with a huge longbow strung over his broad back, T'Tek a T'Skrang swordmaster and Batch, a human Thief. Both parties go their separate ways after pleasantries are exchanged.
A few hours later we camp for the night. During our party's watch, Jarl notices that the horses are on edge and after using his heat sight realizes that we were being ambushed by wolves. He cries out in alarm as we prepared to fend off the hungry beasts.
In the end only Zaphon and Asti were injured badly before the wolves scurried away. The others were either uninjured or slightly wounded and 4 of the wolves were lying dead or dying including what seemed their alpha male.