Fragsie
Explorer
Cheysuli Sage
[sblock=EDIT / Perception Check]I was running off my passive perception, but while writing the post others made active checks, so if it's ok; I'll do the same and slightly edit my post.
Perception (1d20+1=18)[/sblock]
As the group approach the area marked on the map, Cheysuli unclasps her spear from her pack and focuses her full attention on her surroundings. After a while she addresses the gathered adventurers in a whisper; "I'm surprised such horrid creatures have nested in such a beautiful looking place, it is a great pity that we bring death to a place where the Spirits thrive."
For a moment Chey seems so serene; at one with the forest around her. But then, with a split second change of demeanour (that you are perhaps starting getting used to) the serenity is gone, a predatory snarl replacing it.
"Halt!" Though whispered, the urgency in the command reaches your ears, "I see kobolds ahead. Chances are there will be quite a few of those toothy little lizards over there," she gestures toward the sound of water beating relentlessly on stone, pointing out the kobold moving in the distance. "For once we have the advantage of time to plan the hunt. I have but one thing that I would like to propose; That we keep one of them alive for questioning... preferably one in charge... Lord Hashtesh needs some kind of proof before he will see that there is more going on here than simply kobold over-breeding."
Chey looks from one of the assembled faces to another; hoping to hear agreement to her suggestion.
[sblock=EDIT / Perception Check]I was running off my passive perception, but while writing the post others made active checks, so if it's ok; I'll do the same and slightly edit my post.
Perception (1d20+1=18)[/sblock]
As the group approach the area marked on the map, Cheysuli unclasps her spear from her pack and focuses her full attention on her surroundings. After a while she addresses the gathered adventurers in a whisper; "I'm surprised such horrid creatures have nested in such a beautiful looking place, it is a great pity that we bring death to a place where the Spirits thrive."
For a moment Chey seems so serene; at one with the forest around her. But then, with a split second change of demeanour (that you are perhaps starting getting used to) the serenity is gone, a predatory snarl replacing it.
"Halt!" Though whispered, the urgency in the command reaches your ears, "I see kobolds ahead. Chances are there will be quite a few of those toothy little lizards over there," she gestures toward the sound of water beating relentlessly on stone, pointing out the kobold moving in the distance. "For once we have the advantage of time to plan the hunt. I have but one thing that I would like to propose; That we keep one of them alive for questioning... preferably one in charge... Lord Hashtesh needs some kind of proof before he will see that there is more going on here than simply kobold over-breeding."
Chey looks from one of the assembled faces to another; hoping to hear agreement to her suggestion.
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