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NOW LIVE! Into the Woods--new character species, eerie monsters, and haunting villains to populate the woodlands of your D&D games.
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Mithreander
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Seeing Vietus move forward, the farmer backs up a step, but then quickly regains his previous defensive stance, eyes shifting to the others in a weary fasion.
"I be warning you and yours, no funny stuff!"
"I be warning you and yours, no funny stuff!"
Aenilaen motions johnathan and the princess to follow, joining their companions. As she does so, she flips her arrow back in its quiver, but still keeps a wary hand on her bow and to all appearences, she looks quite relaxed. "Good sir, we mean no harm to you or your family. Perhaps we could exchange some information? How lies the road ahead? I can tell you that for the past three days, the road behind us has been clear of unpleasantness if that will help."
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could Aenilaen make a spot/search check to see if there are more than 'farmers' three companions in the corn? (i thought elves had a +2 spot/search/listen check as a racial ability)
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could Aenilaen make a spot/search check to see if there are more than 'farmers' three companions in the corn? (i thought elves had a +2 spot/search/listen check as a racial ability)
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Mithreander
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THe farmer looks more nervious as the others move closer, Aenileen noticing the shift in his feet, more to his heals, ready to flee.
"Aye, well I be liken' what you say 'bout the road me and mine are taking. Fraid you won't be gettin a simular report from me. There be trouble the way you head. Seems some band o' orcs got it in their head to oust some honest worken farmers for no reason at all. Searching the houses, killing all that appose them, or in me case, burning me barn and house around me ears! Lost a good cow, I did!" The farmer seems to have been speaking freely until he remembered what he said and added "I suppose you'll be wanten to head back to where you had come from then? Would it be a'right for me and mine to go wit you?"
Aenilaen, scanning the corn as the 'farmer spokle' notes that there are two patches of the field, one on either side of the road, that sways unaturally against the slight fall breeze. If she would have to guess, the area of the desterbance could not hide more then one or two people each... if they were adult sized at least. She remembers distinctly that two of the shapes were NOT adult size. That being the case, she would have to say that no more then 4 smaller people with one or two adult sized individuals, and that being a stretch. Her instincts tell her that what she had spied originally on the road is this groups total number: 2 adults, including the 'farmer', and 2 little ones.
deadestdai
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Brechin raised his eyebrow at the mention of the farmer's settlment being ravaged by orcs. What was the name of the town you came from? Could it had been Rivertown by any chance? The young man's stance now almost totally relaxed.
Mithreander
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"Rivertown? You lost? Rivertowns about a 3 day walk to the north east from where we are! No, I'm just one of many independent farmers in this area. If i was to belong to anyplace, it would be Yorkshire, the place I'm heardin to, and unless I miss my guess, the place you came from." the farmer looks at the paladin as if he were daft.... or simple.
deadestdai
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Giving the farmer his best "neutral" look, Brechin replies, I am not familiar with the area, sir. I was merely inquiring as there had been reports of orcish attacks there also. Thankyou for your information. You may also call out to your family or friends or whoever is hiding in the fields that they may come out so that you all may go on your way. I hope the journey to Yorkshire is safe for you, sir. And he then looks to the others of his party to make sure they are ready to move on as he is quite fed up talking to this man.
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Mithreander
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The farmer, also looking a little more relaxed, motions to the people in the crn to come out, and when nothing happens yells "Come on then! You heard the man! Odviously, if they be meanin us harm, they would o' done it by now."
He then turns back to the others, his eyes going over the group before resting once more on the paladin. "You seem decent folk. Be careful. Me farms about quarter of a league behind me. That be the last I saw of them pesky orcs."
A woman and two children come out of the corn to look at the adventures. The kids, one, a near teen girl, looks at Aenilean with her mouth open and nudges the smaller boy next to her, while whispering "I told you there were things as elves!" the little boy, a look of awe on his face, asks her in reply "Do you think she's going to put us all to sleep for a thousand years? Like it says in the stories?"
At that point, the woman, presumably the childs mother, moves up to them and shushes them. She then turns to Aenilean and bows clumsily. "Please forgive them. They have active imaginations, and the stories they hear go straight to their heads." All the while, her eyes keep drifting to the points of your ears as if she, herself was having a hard time coming to grips with the strange group of adventurers.
He then turns back to the others, his eyes going over the group before resting once more on the paladin. "You seem decent folk. Be careful. Me farms about quarter of a league behind me. That be the last I saw of them pesky orcs."
A woman and two children come out of the corn to look at the adventures. The kids, one, a near teen girl, looks at Aenilean with her mouth open and nudges the smaller boy next to her, while whispering "I told you there were things as elves!" the little boy, a look of awe on his face, asks her in reply "Do you think she's going to put us all to sleep for a thousand years? Like it says in the stories?"
At that point, the woman, presumably the childs mother, moves up to them and shushes them. She then turns to Aenilean and bows clumsily. "Please forgive them. They have active imaginations, and the stories they hear go straight to their heads." All the while, her eyes keep drifting to the points of your ears as if she, herself was having a hard time coming to grips with the strange group of adventurers.
Aenilaen grins at the young one's remark. "No little one. I'm afraid I do not have the talent to cast such spells and even if I could I would not cast them on innocents." she grinned cheekily at the boy. "Besides, my talents lie more in the reading of trails than the reading of runes,"
Mithreander
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The farmers move on their way, the children waving to the elven lass as they went allong... none of them seeming to have even paid any attention to the princess at all: it seems the desguise is at least good enough that strange farmers do not know her.
Ahead of the group, now that their attention is away from the farmers, they do note a line of smoke connecting the sky to the ground some distance ahead. If the farmers wods were correct, that would be his barn, and the group was about an hour away from it.
Ahead of the group, now that their attention is away from the farmers, they do note a line of smoke connecting the sky to the ground some distance ahead. If the farmers wods were correct, that would be his barn, and the group was about an hour away from it.
