North by Northwest, Chapter 2.5: Caster and Mouse

Old Fezziwig

Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.
[This is a continuation of my D&D 3.5 homebrew, The Dead of Winter. The party finds themselves in the caverns beneath Kor Drakel, hunting for a spellcaster that slipped through their grasp in the tower.]

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2. RG

The luminescent fungi on the ceiling of the Cavern of Running Water glows softly as the party attempts to find the tracks of the missing caster. The corpse of the owlbear and the path back up into Kor Drakel rest on the ground a short way away from where the group stands now.[sblock]Welcome back. :)

Ghur, if you'd like to make your Survival roll for tracking again, that'd be great. Thanee, another Survival check against DC 10 to Aid Another. Anyone else can roll any Search or Spot or whatever checks they would like to make, although you cannot aid Ghur if you do not have ranks in Survival.[/sblock]
 

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Cian

Cian watches the others and tries to figure out where their foe might have been going. He tingles with excitement being with these surface dwellers and wondering what strange twist his life has taken.
 


Cellan was glad to be back on the move. Other than feeling unwelcome in Cian's village, he was really enjoying this adventure. He assisted Ghur in looking for tracks and clues of the wizard's passing.
 


Ghur: You pick up his trail surprisingly easily despite there being almost two days between now and the party's battle with him. With Cellan's assistance, you're able to follow the tracks back towards what appears to be the dead owlbear's nest.

Everyone: Ghur, with Cellan's help, leads all of you to the dead owlbear's nest. At the base of a small cluster of the blue fir trees, there's a litter made of leaves and small branches. There're three small impressions in the rough bedding, and one broken shell, its insides spilled out, sits a little ways away. From this point, it seems that the trail veers over towards the river.
 

Cole Braddock

Cole learned a long time ago of when to step in and help and when to get out the way. Full knowing that he could not track an entire army unless they were right in front of him, he instead lets those who are skilled lead the way. He simply stays near the rear with his weapons drawn.
 

Cian

Pondering the impressions and the broken egg Cian says, "Hmm, perhaps the owlbear was so hostile because of the loss of her eggs? I thought it was acting strangely."
 

"The question is, uhm, what happened to the other two, uh, eggs. Look at the nest." The druid points out the impressions. Manakar sniffs the nest and growls low in his throat. Cellan absent-mindedly scratches the wolf. "Uhh...I wonder if the wizard took them for, uh, for some reason."
 

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