Heroics around Hommlet [IC]

[MattDroz]

Gideon looks pained as he walks with the group. "Yes, let's. Maybe they have some bandages or poultices."

 

[Majin]

Damien slings his new longbow over his shoulder and jingles a pouch in front of the party. "In case you've all forgotten. I have taken the liberty of splitting up the coin for us. (OOC: 2 gp, 8 sp, 16 cp each) "The rest I suggest we divert into a collective party fund." (OOC: 5 gp, 5 sp, 2 cp) He looks around for the Geryn and sighs. "If our Cleric does not turn up his share this time should be added to the party fund. Any objections?"

 

[Thels]

OOC: There are just roofs on poles. No houses beneath them. But at least they give somewhat protection against the rain.

 

[WhatKu]

"We best get underneath those, before we all get sick from being out here too long."

 

[Manzanita]

Raven

"Let's camp here, then. Perhaps we should scout around a bit first, then set up a watch order. We can gather some wood as we scout, and hopefully get a fire going. I can take any watch order."

 

[Wilphe]

"It would seem an obvious place to stop. Perhaps too obvious, but if thier", she gestures her thumb back over her shoulder the way they came,"friends come looking for us they will find us anyway."

 

[MattDroz]

"I volunteer for first watch," Gideon says. He begins gathering up some tinder from around the campsite to build a fire.

 

[Thels]

OOC: No mackenson. Calling in Tokiwong.

The night passes uneventfull as people taking shift watches. As the sun rises, the tjilping of birds that was replaced by the oohooing of owls during the night is coming back. Squirrels and rabbits get back to their daily activity, while keeping some distance from the group.

 

[WhatKu]

Yawning and stretching, Col checks his pockets, and then sighs. "I knew I forgot something. I left my morning pipe at that Inn. Lovley. Well, you all ready to go?"

 

[Majin]

"Quite." Damien responds, surveying the encampment. "I guess Geryn is lost to us. Either he found that he had no heart during the battle and snuck off, or possibly there were Hobgoblins we missed that dragged him off somewhere... Either way, we will desperately be needing curative magic. Let us hope Astatia's will get us by until we can find ourselves another Cleric."