A Sojourn in Sairundan [Judge: Manzanita]

[Rystil Arden]

"It was a prudent precaution. If those scorpions were, for instance, scouts for a depraved Synesthete, it would be wise to have all defenses available."

"And if you had not, Meliana would have. She never sleeps, you see, and her psychic messages can be rather...well, her power is maturing every day. I suppose you will all see soon enough. It seems that we are safe now. I shall return to my rest. Thank you for your vigilance, Conuld."

 

[AGFlynn]

Cludge Slatefist, Fighter 3 (HP:34 AC:15)

Cludge looks a little taken aback. Big as a house? he says with some concern. I ain't got that much food... he adds in wonderment.
Still an' all, the little beggars 'r jus' tryin' a survive out here. He lifts both feet, one after another, and peers beneath. Ye just stay down there, mama scurpeen, I ain't tryina step on yer babies.

 

[Trouvere]

"You are that much food, Cludge," says Conuld pulling his staff back out of the ground. He casts about in a wide circle around the campsite before returning to sit gingerly atop a rock. "If you don't mind, Cludge, I am going to keep half an eye on watch and the rest on my spellbook, until my light goes out. I have been making notes on various arcane formulae in our rest time, and I suddenly feel an urgent need to work on some that might permit us to get off the ground in a hurry."

 

[AGFlynn]

Cludge Slatefist, Fighter 3 (HP:34 AC:15)

Cludge frowns and peers one-eyed down at his vast barrel of a chest and ample gut.
Best watch yer step, me little cream cracker, he growls at Conuld, lessen I mistake you fer a midnight snack.
Not that ye'd be very fillin', he adds with a sniff.

 

[Trouvere]

Conuld laughs, then stops, suddenly not sure whether Cludge might be offended. "I just meant Lasair's house-sized scorpions might be more interested in us or the camels than in our trail rations," he says. "Let us hope there are none within a thousand miles!"
He begins talking half to himself. "Now... the perturbation is similar to that of the conjuring bag, but since it would not be permanent, indeed would last only for several hours, the dimensional space could be made much larger. Perhaps big enough to hold several people comfortably? And one way only, of course - finding a bat or rat inside would not be a desirable feature. Yet something to define the accessible boundary of the space, as the rim of the bag did, would still be required. A rope, perhaps would be practical... but I do not quite see how.... Never mind. It will come to me."
Conuld yawns.

 

[AGFlynn]

Cludge Slatefist, Fighter 3 (HP:34 AC:15)

Cludge grins and chuckles as his friend returns to his odd soliloquoy. He peers around the camp, trying to be alert. Every so often he glances to see if his little offerings have attracted any interest, having taken a strange liking to the little armoured pests of the desert.
Nevertheless, he chooses a good, stout rock free of cracks and crevices for his perch.

 

[Trouvere]

"Whatever did she mean by 'scouts for a depraved synesthete'?" asks Conuld after a while. "I know what the words mean, but their sense in that combination escapes me. Perhaps she was half asleep still."

 

[Solange]

"The little ones are of little consequence unless they swarm. Indeed, there are ones the make the camels look like children in the desert as well, but they rarely travel with such little ones," Shadya says. "Be careful of the true dangers of the desert, for they are far more frightening."

Shadya, seeing as there is no reason to remain awake, goes back to sleep.

 

[Phoenix8008]

Kurgahz wakes from sleep with a start. "Whaaaa?!" Sitting up rapidly, his right hand falls naturally to the handle of his greatclub as he looks around almost in a panic. His eyes scan back and forth before seeming to realize that there is no danger at hand. Grunting to himself and wiping a fine sheen of sweat from his brow, he quickly lays back down and rolls to face his back towards the majority of the party. Shifting from time to time, he seems to be trying to get back to sleep.

 

[AGFlynn]

OOC: Not to be too much of a pest Rae, but I'm wondering if perhaps we could pick up the pace a wee bit? I am rather enjoying this sojourn...