Academy of Drell, Part 7

[Zhure]

Slith's movements are virtually imperceptible from any distance, it's crystaline form melding with the snow. Nothing slows Slith down or impedes his progress in any way.

Paendaerig likewise has little difficulty getting closer to the villagers through the cover of the trees. When he finally gets close enough to see the tracks the captives had left earlier, he finds nothing different about the environment than before.

None of the villagers nor the orc guards have apparently seen either Slith or Paendaerig.

 

[Calim]

Paendaerig moves closer to the captives using the captives as cover and hoping to possibly get close enough to make out details of the the villagers.

 

[Dalamar]

See?! Nothing here!
So you had nothing to worry about.
Then you come over here!
If I'll do that, I'll be spotted for sure and I don't have any invisibility tattoos left.
Incompetent fool...
Now that you're there, move over to one of those guards and see if they have any devices or something that could be the solution to this mystery.
Yeah, yeah.... 'fetch', 'sit', 'beg'... I'm not an animal trained to do your bidding, you know.
Yes, you definately could use some training.

 

[Zhure]

Paendaerig manages to get all the way to the edge of the treeline without encountering any obstacles. The few orcish 'sentries' in their boats either are very incompetent or not watching for anyone coming from inland. Their attention seems to be more focussed on the sea - and somewhat on the hills further north of the landing, beyond where the group is currently hiding.

 

[Calim]

Paendaerig will try and look around and get all the info about the area he can so he can describe it the best to Lyrique then he will slowly head back.

 

[Dalamar]

Get back, there isn't really anything we can do now.
It took you that long to realize it?
I'm going to the group, catch me as soon as you can

Sildarin sneaks back to the group.

 

[GnomeWorks]

"So, what did you find?" Charlotte asks quietly as Sildarin returns.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"Did you see my Mon and Dad Sildarin?" Lyrique asks with hope in his eyes.

 

[Dalamar]

Sildarin lowers his head after seeing the hope in Lyrique's eyes.
"I... I don't know what they look like..."
A moment passes before Sildarin continues with a description of the place.
"There are... about twenty orcs with bows... there were fifty of the people of Drell... I couldn't see anything holding them... but for some reason they can't move far from where they are... or are too afraid to do so..."

 

[Zhure]

Nothing to add here, but I'm still monitoring. It's PC driven at this point.