Bounty of the Endless Sands
Gurdjieff
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(OoC: Irene is now at 14/17hp, and will be at full after the next night of rest.)
"Good to see you awake Eskon! We could have used your help against those undead, we really cut it close. Anyway, don't worry about that anymore, we survived and we're back on track, thanks to Findoram's prayers."
Irene takes out her crystal, and focusses for a few seconds, sensing the direction it points to.
"The medicine is that way" she says as she points to the east-south-east. "I guess that's where we'll meet our bunch of butchers as well. As we get closer to the cure, we should be more careful to how we travel, as we risk running into the murdering maniacs more and more. And when we do, I don't intend to let them get the jump on us."
"Good to see you awake Eskon! We could have used your help against those undead, we really cut it close. Anyway, don't worry about that anymore, we survived and we're back on track, thanks to Findoram's prayers."
Irene takes out her crystal, and focusses for a few seconds, sensing the direction it points to.
"The medicine is that way" she says as she points to the east-south-east. "I guess that's where we'll meet our bunch of butchers as well. As we get closer to the cure, we should be more careful to how we travel, as we risk running into the murdering maniacs more and more. And when we do, I don't intend to let them get the jump on us."
Lot
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Eskon rises to his unsteady feet, holding his head.
"Wow, sounds like a missed a lot. I would have liked to have been conscious but that storm came on so fast and then..."
The young paladin trails off and slumps back down to the ground.
"It's weird. While I was out, I feel like I...well spoke isn't the right word, but I feel like I communicated with Hyrag in some way. Like, in some way, Hyrag can act through me...or something. I don't know. Could be the result of several blows to the head, followed by too much sun and not enough water, as well. Anyway, thanks for watching out for me."
Eskon looks out on the horizon.
"Have we made any progress, you think? Or did the weather and my sleeping carcass slow us down too much?"
"Wow, sounds like a missed a lot. I would have liked to have been conscious but that storm came on so fast and then..."
The young paladin trails off and slumps back down to the ground.
"It's weird. While I was out, I feel like I...well spoke isn't the right word, but I feel like I communicated with Hyrag in some way. Like, in some way, Hyrag can act through me...or something. I don't know. Could be the result of several blows to the head, followed by too much sun and not enough water, as well. Anyway, thanks for watching out for me."
Eskon looks out on the horizon.
"Have we made any progress, you think? Or did the weather and my sleeping carcass slow us down too much?"
Rystil Arden
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(OOC: Just the rest from post 346BigB said:
)Rystil Arden
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*The group continues onward through the desert, following the magical nexus as best they can on their camels, until suddenly, Rhys's architectural instincts feel something wrong with the way the terrain is shaping up. This dune they're riding across...it shouldn't be shaking like this--should it?*
