Welcome to Boval

Tuesday September 2nd
 
I have been in the town of Norwich of the Boval Valley for roughly 24 hours.
 
I have arranged a deal with the inn keeper of the Patched Flask, meg for reasonable, however, poor living conditions (3 sp per day) At this rate I have 30 days until I am out of money. It's a room, a bed, and two hot meals each day. The amount of money it took me to get her set me back quite a bit. (Travel to Norwich cost me roughly 10 gold, 10 left).
 
I have been asking around if anyone remembers or knows anything about my parents, David and Jane. (Investigation 14) Apparently lots of clerics from the church of Nalos migrated through the valley over the past 10 years ago. Recently some who settled here have left.
 
I saw a sign that says the town of Mirfield is roughly a 4 hour walk from a town called Norwich. Maybe I can search there for answers as well.
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Wednesday September 3rd
 
I wake up the next day and I try the breakfast. The cheese here is just as good as the imported cheese I remember from home.
 
A local farmer needs some help with a potential danger to the entire town. One of his oxen was attacked and taken by something. No blood was left behind though.
 
Another local, I overhear his name is Rast, says that the beast is not a wolf. Rast and Danor, his companion / friend seem goofy, but good hearted. They have been investigating similar attacks around Norwich.
 
Rast says he and Danor witnessed something "carrying off" several sheep? A farmers son said he saw a cat with wings? Now my own curiosity is actually peaking, this sounds like a beast I have to see.
 
We arrive at Elms farm. Elms neighbor seems to think this is not a serious issue.
 
We take a look out back. Rast is searching around the field and seems to have little to know idea what he is doing.
 
Rast leads us into the woods and we find some tracks & hints about where the best is heading. I am able to find some game trails with the training I received from the church. Glad the survival training came in handy.
 
We follow the path through the woods and find some boulders and caves. Danor searches and points out a cave that peaks his interest.
 
The cave has drawings of hills and small figures, pointing at a sun. Danor and Rast inform us that this is a Goblin cave.
 
Rast and I spotted another cave up the cliff wall, roughly 50 ft.
 
I make it up the cliff with some help. I am standing guard while Danor and Oak are trying to assemble a trap. Rast wanders into the cave, but he got distracted and kicked a rock, causing a loud noise.
 
Danor says we should get out of the way. It will either go back into the cave (like a bird to its nest) or run (like a cornered cat).
 
I decide to head back down the rope and slip about 10 feet and twisted my ankle. I will have to mend that later.
 
I hear lots of confusion, roaring, and banging around. What is going on up there?
 
I am not sure what the plan is anymore.
 
I am pulled up to see Danor pulling his sword out of the beast.
 
I offer Danor healing, but he refuses it. I can see people in the valley have a reluctance to accept help from the church.
 
Getting a good nights rest, then back to Elms farm to show off the kill.