(Casual D&D II) The Fellowship of the White Dove

[dpdx]

Fendric went outside the cave entrance, nodding toward Hiritus to join him once dawn came to the mountaintop. After prayers, Fendric expended a Cure Light to bring himself back to full [the bonus alone would do it], and offered to expend a healing spell on Hiritus. When this was finished, Fendric went back inside the cave entrance.

"If anyone else should need healing, I have advanced in the measure of my god, Praise His Evershining Wisdom, and can provide it abundantly." Fendric announced triumphantly to no one in particular. As he went to gather his things, he looked around.

"Where is Orbril?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

"I'll take you up on that offer for healing, Fendric," Nurthk says, "One good dose will have me back in prime condition."

Since Fendric brought it up, Nurthk does notice how Orbril is missing.

"Hmm, I thought he was in here," he says, and tugs thoughtfully on his goatee.

 

[Uriel]

OoC:Assuming dawn comes)

IC

The snores of Niccolo resound throughout the cave like the rumble of some legendary Wyrm come to life. With a start they cease, and are replaced with moaning and a suddenly awake gnome who spends the morn rubbing his back and complaining about a lack of scones. Rising, Niccolo sets about gathering twigs for a fire and setting coffee on. Turning to his more outdoorsy companions, he says 'There must be some eggs about, eh? Who's the robber who will dare the wrath of the local birds, or at least try and bring in a few conies...'

 

[Guilt Puppy]

'There must be some eggs about, eh? Who's the robber who will dare the wrath of the local birds, or at least try and bring in a few conies...'

"Raven's job," Shavah says, returning from her morning prayers. "As for mine, is anyone in need of healing? Beyond what Fendric has offered, of course."

Hiritus waves off both clerics, saying he feels quite fine after a good night's rest. He seems aloof this morning, and spends most of his time playing playing fight-for-the-stick with Alexander.

Both have already unceremoniously backed up what few belongings they bring with them, in preparation for the day's journey.

 

[Tonguez]

Orbril still feeling cold from the discovery in the hole crawls out from the corner in which he had concealed himself. He had spent the night in fitful sleep watching the hole and imagining the ghosts that might still linger within. He is pale and has bags under his eyes when he emerges still yawning and blinking at the sunlight...

(ooc hope thats okay Guilt Puppy and you didn't have anything else planned for Orbril)

 

[Festy_Dog]

Nurthk is in the process of packing when he spots Orbril.

"There you are. You look as though something kept you awake, I hope Niccolo's snoring wasn't too much for you," he says and he rolls yup his bedroll.

 

[dpdx]

Fendric nods with satisfaction at Orbril's return to the group, and proceeds to where Nurthk is standing. Casting a Cure Moderate [2d8 +6, Festy - you'll have to roll it for me ATM], he furrows his brow in concentration on Nurthk's wounds.

[If that isn't enough, Fendric will cast CLW on Nurthk at d8+5.]

When everyone is ready, Fendric will start out the door of the cave, anxious to make progress.

 

[Tonguez]

Nurthk is in the process of packing when he spots Orbril.

"There you are. You look as though something kept you awake, I hope Niccolo's snoring wasn't too much for you," he says and he rolls yup his bedroll.

"I'm - I'm okay" Orbril replies forcing a little smile onto his face "just cold" he explains - its almost true afterall.

He glances back at the hole as he goes to fetch his things ready for something to fill his belly and a day to put distance between himself and the bones

 

[Uriel]

Ignoring the humorous jab at his snoring, Niccolo readied himself for travel, packing hs things and seeing to Alexander as well.
After all is ready, Niccolo takes out one of his violins and goes through a few scales and arppegio runs.

 

[Festy_Dog]

[ooc: Fendric's CMW - rolled (2, 7) + 6 = 15]

Nurthk checks where his ribs were bothering him the day prior, and is pleasantly surprised to find it is as though he was never injured at all.

"That was a potent one. You have my thanks Fendric," he says, and claps the half-elf on the shoulder before finishing up packing.