Domhani Bairdéir 01

[Scotley]

Gavril

Cursing inside, Gavril faces the newcomer, hand resting causaully on sword hilt. Speaking loudly enough to hopefully wake his companions, Gavril calls in greeting, "Welcome to our humble camp sir. A group of our companions just stepped out to bring up our provisions and they all should be returning any moment with food. We would offer a friendly fellow traveler something to eat if you are hungry." He adopts the friendly air of a tavern keep who knows a large quantity of his beef is just about to turn bad greeting new customers. However, he remains ready to pull his blade and defend himself in an instant.

 

[draven14]

Cerallos

Cerallos helps gather all of the stuff as quickly as he can after he first checks on the animals to make sure there is no unseen injury.
"Master Skath, why did you not think that we were alone?"

OOC: Mike, are there 2 horses or mules or what? Also are there any footprints, any signs of how many might have done this or in which direction they headed to?

 

[mleibrock]

Skáth

OCC - good questions Cerralos.

"I know I saw something out of the corner of my eye on the way down and even if the horses were spooked, they wouldn't have spread our gear this much."

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Jungle Hideaway - Scouting Party

OOC:

To the best of my recollection, Gavril has a horse and a pack mule (possibly another mule for Diddious - Scott, let us know on that, please).

IC:

Cerallos, please make a Tracking skill roll (3d6, compare it to your tracking skill - the farther under 13 you get, the more you'll be able to tell).

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Jungle Hideaway - Base Camp

With an insouciant, almost arrogant air, the newcomer studies Gavril for an instant. "Quite a group you've landed yourself with this time, Gealach. Some at least have promise. The little one down the path has an especially keen eye - he almost spotted me!" Gavril detects a note almost of admiration in this last.

"Stay your hand, archer. Don't start something you can't finish." Though the man never glances at the stairs, Gavril becomes aware that Deasaigh has crept partly down and has an arrow knocked and drawn, leveled at this intruder.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Gealach Crois

Cracking an eyelid beneath the broad brim of his hat, Gealach speaks lazily.

"Gavril, Deasaigh, I present to you Naíolann anSíocháin. The commander of the Bairdéir, as much as we have one outside the Queen herself. Step lightly - he's almost as good as he thinks he is."

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

OOC: I'll be out of town until sometime Sunday (fairly early, I hope). Will check back then!

 

[draven14]

Cerallos-what do mine eyes see and deduce!!

3d6-> [1,2,4] = (7)
Ooh, what do mine eyes see!! Tell me now, don't hold back!

Cerallos catches a glimpse of something and ceases his janitorial duties. He begins examining the ground in and around the animals, "Nobody move for a moment, I may have something here. Give me a minute."

Cerallos continues his deducing carefully studying the area drawing on all the times that his former master taught him how to track and what to look for.

 

[draven14]

Cerallos-what do mine eyes see and deduce!!

3d6-> [1,2,4] = (7)
Ooh, what do mine eyes see!! Tell me now, don't hold back!

Cerallos catches a glimpse of something and ceases his janitorial duties. He begins examining the ground in and around the animals, "Nobody move for a moment, I may have something here. Give me a minute."

Cerallos continues his deducing carefully studying the area drawing on all the times that his former master taught him how to track and what to look for.



I don't know why there are 2 of these, Sorry!

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

OOC: My recollection is that Gavril has a fine horse, a pack mule and a donkey for Diddious.

Gavril doffs his hat for a sweeping bow. "A pleasure to meet you sir and once more let me say welcome to our humble camp. Gavril Lorant at your service." With a nod at the window, Gavril says, "I take it our companions were having no difficulty then?"