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(Casual D&D) A Game of Trust
- Thread starter Guilt Puppy
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dpdx
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I understand, good sir... Fendric whispers back to the knight.
After loading everything back onto the horse, which Fendric has by now named Sunray, Fendric makes sure Niccolo is on securely, and starts back toward the road.
"I hope Sir Exantrius is all right," he says to Niccolo as they ride, "I'm not exactly comfortable leaving him alone in a camp full of hobgoblins."
After loading everything back onto the horse, which Fendric has by now named Sunray, Fendric makes sure Niccolo is on securely, and starts back toward the road.
"I hope Sir Exantrius is all right," he says to Niccolo as they ride, "I'm not exactly comfortable leaving him alone in a camp full of hobgoblins."
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Guilt Puppy
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As you depart the camp, you can hear the shudder of hushed voices slowly fade into the quiet hiss of the forest, indistinguishable from the air between the leaves. The uphill climb to the the road is a little difficult, especially for the less experienced riders, but once you reach the road you have time enough to sit and catch your nerves.
The road itself is peaceful and quiet, and the moments flow by slowly as you await Exantrius' return. (OOC: Spot checks, please.)
The road itself is peaceful and quiet, and the moments flow by slowly as you await Exantrius' return. (OOC: Spot checks, please.)
wings
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Spot checks
Spot check 13+5mod=18 (wis +2 elf,+2 alertness from familiar.)
Aerda bounces along with the horse easily, his thin body taking the rigors of horse-riding admirably. I only meant that then wasn't the time for casting spells in general, Merrim. He shrugs and doesn't bother the subject anymore. Looking around himself with little interest, but keen awareness regardless.
Spot check 13+5mod=18 (wis +2 elf,+2 alertness from familiar.)
Aerda bounces along with the horse easily, his thin body taking the rigors of horse-riding admirably. I only meant that then wasn't the time for casting spells in general, Merrim. He shrugs and doesn't bother the subject anymore. Looking around himself with little interest, but keen awareness regardless.
National Acrobat
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"Great," Merrim thinks to herself, "now I gotta ride this thing all by myself." Spot is an 8.
dpdx
Explorer
[OOC: If Victus is no longer with us, I'd hate to see him "run for the hills," as that would leave us very short on front-line combat specialists. Perhaps he could be played as an NPC until he shows back up, if he does. Barring that, perhaps we could recruit another player...]
"Perhaps Aerda and Victus could split up, and one of them take you along," Fendric says to Merrim. "They both seem capable of riding a horse in their own right."
Concentrating on Merrim's predicament (Spot: 7), Fendric fails to notice anything of import in the surrounding countryside.
"Perhaps Aerda and Victus could split up, and one of them take you along," Fendric says to Merrim. "They both seem capable of riding a horse in their own right."
Concentrating on Merrim's predicament (Spot: 7), Fendric fails to notice anything of import in the surrounding countryside.
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National Acrobat
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OOC: I guess I am on Aerda's horse. I had forgotten that.
"Well, I thank you for the help, and I promise not to make anymore illusions of you. At least for awhile. And I won't discuss the "proprieties" of casting magic." She gives Aerda a nice, big, stupid grin. Which of course, means she is up to no good.
"Well, I thank you for the help, and I promise not to make anymore illusions of you. At least for awhile. And I won't discuss the "proprieties" of casting magic." She gives Aerda a nice, big, stupid grin. Which of course, means she is up to no good.
