4E [Adventure] Dusk and Her Embrace (Judge: THB)
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Son of Meepo
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Ghourra tries her best to stay out of the way, mostly keeping below deck as the ceiling and stale air gives her a familiar feeling of being underground. When she does need to go topside, she tries to stay as far away from the edge of the deck as possible.
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Slightly entitled.
Hearing Tana's question, the captain returns to the group. "Aye, I know him and if you know what's good for the lot of you, you'll steer clear of that thieving backstabber. From the moment I had the misfortune of meeting him, he's been nothing but trouble." He spits on the deck, crossing his arms across his chest. "Take you for example, if not for him I'd be on my way to Galethspyre to make a killing on my cargo."
Walking away for a second time, he calls back over his shoulder, "Steer clear of that one if you know what's good for you."
The next two days pass slowly, but uneventfully, and before long, the town of Moonwatch comes into view. The brig moves into port and Darjiin quickly has a rowboat lowered into the calm waters. "Aron--" he motions to one of his sailors, "--will bring you to shore and then, you are on your own. I will wait in port for three days and not a moment more."
The adventurer's climb down the cargo netting and onto the rowboat. The sailor, Aron, pulls on the oars, quickly bringing the boat to the wharf. Quick on his feet, Aron climbs onto the dock and secures the boat. "'member," he says, waiting for the group to disembark, "we're t'be waitin' three days 'nd no more."
Walking away for a second time, he calls back over his shoulder, "Steer clear of that one if you know what's good for you."
The next two days pass slowly, but uneventfully, and before long, the town of Moonwatch comes into view. The brig moves into port and Darjiin quickly has a rowboat lowered into the calm waters. "Aron--" he motions to one of his sailors, "--will bring you to shore and then, you are on your own. I will wait in port for three days and not a moment more."
The adventurer's climb down the cargo netting and onto the rowboat. The sailor, Aron, pulls on the oars, quickly bringing the boat to the wharf. Quick on his feet, Aron climbs onto the dock and secures the boat. "'member," he says, waiting for the group to disembark, "we're t'be waitin' three days 'nd no more."
"I thank ye dragonman fer yer hospitality. Imma hopin' we were too much trouble. I know'd me 'n Ghourra durn near ate you all yer food stuffs. We'll make sure to take Deimos -horns 'n all - wit us, as he's scarin' the crew. An' Tana will stop makin' yer deck her practice field, swingin' her sword 'round this way 'n that, practicin' her swordswoman stances and what not," Brondin says before exiting the brig.
Descending the cargo net (without falling), he shouts up to Darjiin "Be seein' you in 3 days, Cap'n!"
After Aron is well on his way back to the ship, Brondin turns to the COmpany of Strangers, "Well, we got this map showin' where we need ta be goin'. I've looked at it and can't make heads er tails o' it. I'm not familiar wit Moonwatch."
He opens the map and shows it to everyone. "Maybe we can hire us a local to show us the way?"
Descending the cargo net (without falling), he shouts up to Darjiin "Be seein' you in 3 days, Cap'n!"
After Aron is well on his way back to the ship, Brondin turns to the COmpany of Strangers, "Well, we got this map showin' where we need ta be goin'. I've looked at it and can't make heads er tails o' it. I'm not familiar wit Moonwatch."
He opens the map and shows it to everyone. "Maybe we can hire us a local to show us the way?"
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Tana makes a careful note of the exact time they left the ship, as it seems clear the captain won't give them more than a few minutes leeway.
"Nor am I," Tana said, taking a look at the map. "But I think it's pretty clear we should go this way..." She indicated the route on the map, and pointed. She wasn't any kind of a wilderness tracker, but she was something of a historian. And history books were full of maps.
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"Captain, I'm sorry if we were trouble, but it is because you tangled with that rascal, not us. Be so good and wait for us even if we're little late. Then when you make a killing on that cargo, you can hire us to...hmm...persuade Garfuss to leave you alone. It's bad luck abandoning adventurers, everyone knows that."
last part is just a little louder then strictly neccessary, drow glances around meeting few gazes on the way with his black eyes.
"I hate jungle. Let's get this over with. When we come close I'll go scouting while you lot wait. If anyone is skilled hunter I'd appreciate the company."
last part is just a little louder then strictly neccessary, drow glances around meeting few gazes on the way with his black eyes.
"I hate jungle. Let's get this over with. When we come close I'll go scouting while you lot wait. If anyone is skilled hunter I'd appreciate the company."
"I've some skill at avoiding notice, and my blade carries an enchantment that makes it suitable for throwing." Tana said. Which very nearly made her a skilled hunter, though she never applied her skills in that direction.[sblock=ooc]I'm getting into the habit of putting together 'skill matrix' spreadsheets when I'm in a PBP game, so we can easily tell what everyone's good at.[/sblock]
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Slightly entitled.
OOC: I am voting for pressing ahead. The dragonborn will only wait 3 days.
Let's have Tana and Bellagon up front. Deimos and Ghourra in the middle and I'll take rear guard.
Horticulture: Can we make it to this temple before it gets dark?
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Son of Meepo
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"I agree we need to make haste for the temple. If that is where our quarry has gone, then that is where we need to be."
"I've never really wandered a dense jungle so I won't be much help telling you what is up ahead, but I have spent years standing a post as a guard and I've developed some keen senses that at the very least might keep us out of danger."
Once they are out of town, Ghourra keeps her gouge at the ready at times and her eyes peeled for trouble. If needed, she will use her sun globe to illuminate the darkness.
"I've never really wandered a dense jungle so I won't be much help telling you what is up ahead, but I have spent years standing a post as a guard and I've developed some keen senses that at the very least might keep us out of danger."
Once they are out of town, Ghourra keeps her gouge at the ready at times and her eyes peeled for trouble. If needed, she will use her sun globe to illuminate the darkness.
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Slightly entitled.
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Son of Meepo
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Slightly entitled.
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Son of Meepo
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horticulture
Slightly entitled.
Following the river north, the Company of Strangers set out, leaving the small town of Moonwatch behind. There are wagon ruts along the river, perhaps the only connection to the larger world in this area, branching off occasionally to end at isolated farmsteads. The farmers, seeing the adventurers, stop working at their chores and, leaning upon hoe or axe or shovel, stare at the motley crew of travelers; upon their passing, continue with the back-breaking labor.
The sun continues to creep westward in the sky, drawing longer and longer shadows upon the ground. A hot day, the sun beats down on the group, drawing beads of sweat on foreheads and staining clothing with perspiration. Here and there, fish can be seen breaking the surface of the river waters, lazily swimming downstream.
Two hours of uneventful travel later, the forest looms large before the group. Overhanging branches provide a canopy of shade along the riverbanks, noticeably dropping the temperature and making the walk all the more bearable. Insects and the chattering of forest creatures provide a backdrop.
Hours later, the trees of the forest suddenly give way to a large, bare clearing dominated by a weed-choked temple. Its peaked roof, festooned with demonic gargoyles, is largely intact, although its windowless walls are cracked and crumbling. The main entrance to the temple, two mammoth, ironbound doors, yawn open, exposing nothing but darkness beyond. Although obviously abandoned and in disrepair, the structure exudes a quiet malevolence made all the more haunting by the waning light of the setting sun.
The sun continues to creep westward in the sky, drawing longer and longer shadows upon the ground. A hot day, the sun beats down on the group, drawing beads of sweat on foreheads and staining clothing with perspiration. Here and there, fish can be seen breaking the surface of the river waters, lazily swimming downstream.
Two hours of uneventful travel later, the forest looms large before the group. Overhanging branches provide a canopy of shade along the riverbanks, noticeably dropping the temperature and making the walk all the more bearable. Insects and the chattering of forest creatures provide a backdrop.
Hours later, the trees of the forest suddenly give way to a large, bare clearing dominated by a weed-choked temple. Its peaked roof, festooned with demonic gargoyles, is largely intact, although its windowless walls are cracked and crumbling. The main entrance to the temple, two mammoth, ironbound doors, yawn open, exposing nothing but darkness beyond. Although obviously abandoned and in disrepair, the structure exudes a quiet malevolence made all the more haunting by the waning light of the setting sun.
"This is lookin' like the temple Garfuss told us about. Let's keep a look out fer this Doran an' his Daggers. The faster we can git Garfuss' gold, the sooner we can return to Sharn."
Brondin grips his craghammer and scans the clearing, looking for signs of activity around the temple. He is starting to have a sinking feeling. This was too easy
[sblock=Tactics]I'd suggest we look around a bit before storming the temple. Using drothgery's spreadsheet, looks like Ghourra has the best perception and Deimos has the best Religion.
I'll roll to aid perception
Aid Ghourra in Perception (1d20=10)[/sblock]
Brondin grips his craghammer and scans the clearing, looking for signs of activity around the temple. He is starting to have a sinking feeling. This was too easy
[sblock=Tactics]I'd suggest we look around a bit before storming the temple. Using drothgery's spreadsheet, looks like Ghourra has the best perception and Deimos has the best Religion.
I'll roll to aid perception
Aid Ghourra in Perception (1d20=10)[/sblock]
Son of Meepo
Visitor
Ghourra scans the temple grounds with Brondin, keeping an eye out for behind her allowing the mul to focus rather than split her attention but the landscape is still alien to her, thus she does not know what exactly to focus on.
[sblock=Perception]Perception (1d20+13+2=19)[/sblock]
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Just what I need
"Wait here. Tena, follow if you can, maybe you see something I miss."
He dissapears in the foliage, but it's clear he's not used to such environment.
Perception; Stealth (1d20+3+2=9, 1d20+15=18) - vow, I hope combat gets better rolls.