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[IC] Toward the Halls of the Nameless One

Started by Arkansan, July 13, 2013, 04:03:11 PM

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pbj44

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Breaking into an easy grin Ari Chortles, “HA! My friend, I would fear greatly to have you treat with any Goblin! You know how… toothsome… they find your folk!”

Still smiling, he coughs and wipes an eye, “No, I am of one mind with the good Father. Let us avoid such merriment!”

“I am no proper tracker, but if you blaze me an easy trail I can follow well enough I reckon, but return to us before the light fails so that none of us get lost.”



Later, that evening:  Ari whispers to the others, "Should we rest, or press on? It's dark and wet, so we will be miserable either way. What say you all?"

He wrings water from his cloak and hisses, "Blast! I'm soaked to the bone!"

AndrewSFTSN

Quobbles bears the jibes with good humour, not mentioning his recent experience with far larger and more fearsome humanoids.

Falling back along the last few blazes in the rain, he rejoins the party.  

"If there's no objection, I say we rest.  The forest ahead grows ever thicker, and while I'm confident of my own footing, I'd rather not risk all our necks.  Lets wait til morning.  I'll take first watch.  Aiden, help me gather some firewood."

He munches some rations as he roves around.
QuoteThe leeches remove the poison as well as some of your skin and blood

pbj44

Ari helps put together a simple meal then turns in for the night.

"Wake me when its my turn" he yawns before closing his eyes.

Drohem

Donovan makes camp with the others despite a weary day of travel.

As they were discussing watch order, he says, "I will take last watch with Aiden.  Brogar, will you take third?  That leaves second watch for Ari."

pbj44

Ari stands his watch, shivering from the cold and wet.

Arkansan

The watches of the night slip past without note. Morning comes gray and bleak, the ground is a wretched mire of mud and today promises to be no warmer than the last.

The party sets forth again, though between the muddy ground and thick forest the going is slow at best.

Around midday the forest is at its thickest and the ground has become hilly.

Over the past day and a half you have grown accustom to the sounds of wildlife, but now the sudden distinct impression comes that something sounds off. A rustling that is too loud perhaps? What a moment ago sounded like the faint babbling of the creek just to your west, sounds suddenly as though it might be hushed voices.

AndrewSFTSN

OOC:  Quobbles will run back a couple of minutes, blaze a sign on a convenient tree indicating for the group to wait, and sneak forward and to the West using his halfling wilderness affinities to to see if he can verify that it's voices.
QuoteThe leeches remove the poison as well as some of your skin and blood

Arkansan

Quobbles:
You move north and west like a shadow amongst the trees. The sounds grow much more auidble and you can infact verify that its voices. Three perhaps four distinct voices can be heard, one human and the others speaking the common tounge in the grating and harsh accent of one of the goblinoid species.

AndrewSFTSN

Quobbles strains an ear to determine if he can pick out any of their conversation.

OOC:  How far away do they sound?
QuoteThe leeches remove the poison as well as some of your skin and blood

Arkansan

Quobbles:
It is hard to make out much in the way of specifics, but from what you can catch there seems to be an arugment over who a captive belongs to. They sound as if they may be just another 30 or so yards ahead and to the west, putting them right beside the creek. They cant be seen yet though, as the forest is dense.

pbj44

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Ari pauses at the sign of the three slashes.

Turning to Donovan he quietly points at the sign then quickly strings his bow.

AndrewSFTSN

Quobbles steals back to the party as quick as he reasonably can without making too much noise.

"Goblins-or goblinoids.  There seems to be a man with them as well, bickering about a captive of some sort.  We can't let them parade around willy-nilly depriving people of their freedom, that could be any of us one day.  I say we step in.  

It sounded like there were about four total.  I reckon we've just got the advantage, and I doubt they'd pursue us if things went badly, they wouldn't abandon their captive. "
QuoteThe leeches remove the poison as well as some of your skin and blood

Drohem

In determined tone Donovan says, "our duty is clear.  Lead us to them."

AndrewSFTSN

Quobbles takes his mirror out of the sack that Aiden carries.

OOC: Is there any sunshine?  You can see where I'm going with this.

Leading the party, in a hushed whisper:

"How does this sound?  I'll move forward with my crossbow loaded, and scale a tree to where I can see them.  I'll fire at the strongest, at the same time as Aiden opens up with his sling.  Then I'll blow the whistle to signal attack-our melee experts can move in while I dazzle the eyes of the enemy with this mirror and the light from old Father Sunshine."
QuoteThe leeches remove the poison as well as some of your skin and blood

Arkansan

OOC: The clouds are starting to thin some with a few breaks apparent, so yes there would be some sunlight.

Aiden unwinds the sling from his wrist and nods a solemn agreement to Quobbles plan.