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[D&D 5E] Securing the Alliance: An Adventure in Tethyr (IC)

It took Corilo a few moments to understand Gnorth's joke. When he finally got it, he shook his head and smiled "I'm going to agree with you guys, let's take the low road. I'm not a huge fan of heights anyway."
 

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Lorenzo smiles at Brue's outburst, and then flips the coin high into the air, snatching it out of the sky and returning it to his pouch unseen.

"Low road it is then."

He pulls his pack out the cart and begins strapping it to himself before leading the cart away from the road and unhitching Joté.
 

The party spotted a stone outcropping jutting forth from the cliff a little further down the coastline. It appeared to be large enough to shield the presence of the cart from anyone coming from the east. Satisfied that it was likely the best they could do, Lorenzo released Donkey Joté's harness. The little donkey kicked his hooves and pranced around a bit, clearly pleased to have been freed of the yoke. Before the beast of burden could celebrate too much, Lorenzo started to attach gear to the donkey's pack saddle. Snorting and stamping his foot, the donkey nevertheless complied, only trying to nip Lorenzo twice.

With everything settled and the cart secured, Corilo took point with Andal as the group headed further west down the beach. The damp air provided a refreshing counterpoint to the typically arid conditions of Tethyr. Seagulls and other small sea birds regularly fly overhead, calling loudly. After a few more hours of travel, the sun was close to reaching the horizon and plunging into the sea. As the shadows grew long and darkness began its inexorable march, the party spotted the first indication they had reached their goal.

High atop the cliff, the top of a tower could be seen standing tall to the southwest. From the angle of view, no one could make out any other details about the edifice due to the angle of the cliffs. Further along the coast, however, a large cave mouth yawned open with the dim glimmer of light spilling forth.
 

Brue stalked forward. She tried to be quiet, but knew it was a mostly futile attempt. Sand wreaked havoc on the joints of her mail, and bore into her skin, causing sore spots. The ocean was nice, but the salt air and beach were no good at all for armor. Brue made a mental note to oil her mail. When she neared the cave mouth, she paused, trying to decide whether to unsheath her greatsword. Finally opting to leave her blade strapped in its sheath at her back--it wouldn't do to upset a potential host--Brue neared the cave and tried to get a look inside to see where the source of the light came from.
 

Lorenzo pulls up at the sight of the cave entrance. He casts about for a likely place to leave Joté tethered, knowing that the customarily surly ass would only grow more uncooperative if asked to venture into a cave like this.
 

As Brue made her intentions to move forward clear, Corilo held up his hand and said in a soft voice designed not to carry, "Hold, I hear voices from the cave, deep and grunting."

Boddynock nodded, "Aye, I hear them too. I can't understand what they're saying, but if I hazarded a guess, I'd say they're speaking the tongue of giants."
 

Brue stopped short. Staying put, she very slowly and quietly drew her blade from its resting place at her back. She used a hand signal learned during training to motion for Corilo to secure Andal a ways a way, if possible. Then she looked carefully around the group with a raised eye, trying to indicate that someone with cat feet should take point to investigate what lay inside the cave mouth. This done, Brue moved sideways, hoping to put the cliff face at her back.

[sblock=OOC]Brue wants to be close to the mouth of the cave in case she needs to defend whoever takes point, or go on the attack. But she'll try to be smart about it, and will edge slowly toward cover or, if there's no cover, she'll press herself flat against the cliff.[/sblock]
 

Corilo nodded at Brue. She wanted someone to scout ahead, and Corilo realized that someone was probably going to be him. He didn't mind. Sneaking around always gave him an adrenaline rush.

He left Andal away from the cave's entrance and started to make his way towards the voices, slowly and carefully.
 

Gnorth snapped out of his distraction with the ocean to see the others preparing themselves for conflict. He smiles and pulls out his warhammer, while moving forward with the rest.

"Cave time."
 

Having secured Joté near Andal, Lorenzo joins the others near the cave entrance. He mutters a brief prayer to himself and light begins to shine from his shield, ready to illuminate their path should it be needed.
 

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