D&D 5E Al-Qadim Moving Through the Flame
Husam takes a moment to gently brush the neck of his steed. The wilting heat had been hard on him, but the horse had mustered through. "We'll find rest soon, my friend," he whispered in its ear.
He listens to the discussion and shares his thoughts, "We are more exposed here than I would like, but that should also allow us to see anyone who tries to approach. I would prefer the safety of a settlement, but we know precious little about the people we are about to meet and what we do know tells us to be cautious. I would like to believe that they would follow the wisdom of the Loregiver and extend hospitality, but I would not want to risk our lives to prove my faith in strangers. It seems safer to approach by the morning light when we can see what we are walking into."
He listens to the discussion and shares his thoughts, "We are more exposed here than I would like, but that should also allow us to see anyone who tries to approach. I would prefer the safety of a settlement, but we know precious little about the people we are about to meet and what we do know tells us to be cautious. I would like to believe that they would follow the wisdom of the Loregiver and extend hospitality, but I would not want to risk our lives to prove my faith in strangers. It seems safer to approach by the morning light when we can see what we are walking into."
Amina retreats a step and glances at Akilah from under her veil to see where it seemed she was leaning.
It was, she decided, of little matter. Even if they did decide to make camp out here, she could always steal away in the dead of night to take the measure of this city before entering it properly. That could be valuable enough to justify the risk, perhaps.
It was, she decided, of little matter. Even if they did decide to make camp out here, she could always steal away in the dead of night to take the measure of this city before entering it properly. That could be valuable enough to justify the risk, perhaps.
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OOC: It is unfortunate that due to not great stats and character design, Lal is actually pretty bad at any of those tasks (it bothers me a bit since he's such an experienced traveler...) but he'll try the weather at least
Lal looked around, pensive, nostrils flaring. The desert weather had always confused him - the winds, the monsoons here were just not the same. Yet, rain had a particular smell to it...
survival check in the riverbed: 1D20+1 = [16]+1 = 17
OOC2: the dice were kind!
The wanderer spoke up.
"There is rain coming - there is a throb in my shoulders, and I can *smell it* to boot. We shouldn't remain in this riverbed, it could flood."
or (GM pick which is appropriate)
The weather of the desert are always hard to predict but... I don't think we are going to get rain anytime soon
Lal looked around, pensive, nostrils flaring. The desert weather had always confused him - the winds, the monsoons here were just not the same. Yet, rain had a particular smell to it...
survival check in the riverbed: 1D20+1 = [16]+1 = 17
OOC2: the dice were kind!
The wanderer spoke up.
"There is rain coming - there is a throb in my shoulders, and I can *smell it* to boot. We shouldn't remain in this riverbed, it could flood."
or (GM pick which is appropriate)
The weather of the desert are always hard to predict but... I don't think we are going to get rain anytime soon
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