After dealing with the failed ambush, the group made its way back to the keep. After arriving, a quite rose through the gathered refugees and guards as something was going on outside.
Making their way to the battlements with the mayor, the group noticed a lone figure standing amongst the gathered kobolds and cultists.
Showing off some captives, the massive figure issued a challenge to the defenders of the Keep. A fight for the lives of these prisoners.
Drumph quickly accepted and called for the gates to be opened.
A quick fight later, Drumph lay in the dirt at the feet of this massive dragonborn soldier (Don't worry kids, he lived). Being of the honorable type, he called for the release of the prisoners and ordered his "army" to leave.
It appeared as if the raiding party was just here for loot and treasure.
The morning after the attack, the group awoke to rebuilding and meetings with the Mayor and his entourage. Offering 250gp each, he hired the group to find the army's camp and find out where they are and how many of them there are.
On leaving, a man approached the group, concerned for his friend and mentor. He asked the group if they could please look for his and they agreed and started their trek.
Soon after they left, they spotted the distinct smoke of a campfire. Using stealth, the party executed a textbook ambush, leaving 8 kobolds and 4 cultists dead.