Dragonwriter's Music-Inspired Insanity

Shavallah manages to keep following the badly kept (and sometimes nearly invisible) roadway. The day wears on, despite your group's decent pace. Several times, you stub toes on unseen stones or step into a small hole. The wagon must have had a hellish time getting through this...

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Spot and Listen checks from everyone.
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At first Jasper walks along in silence watching Celest from the corner of his eye, noticing the grace of movement the white creaminess of her skin. The cascading of her hair... shaking his head and throwing those thoughts out of his mind, he unshoulders his lute and decides to play the little he has composed for the her.

Stating to tune his lute he neither hears nor sees what is going on in the world around him.

[sblock=rolls]
Spot = 9
Listen = 2
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Shavallah quietly grumbled to herself about the horrible path that the wagon followed, baffled that ANYONE would use this path.

[sblock=Spot&Listen checks]
Spot, then listen
1d20+8=27, 1d20+6=17
Seems Shavallah's eyes are working fine.[/sblock]
 

Twi'Tar constantly focuses and assesses his surroundings, looking for any sign of what might have begun to befall the wagon. Just as he is beginning to believe this will be a simple matter of reporting on a wheel broken in the ruts he gets a sneaking suspicion something is amiss and begins to pay renenwed attention to the sights and sounds of the forest
[sblock]listen and spot checks for Twi'Tar (1d20+4=17, 1d20+4=17)[/sblock]
 



Tom is deep in thought about how strange this scenario is turning out to be. He could have gotten one or two of this group to go out and do this, not the large group that now is walking through an overgrown path to find a wagon. He didn't like how this was turing out and he was also annoyed at the love struck nature of the Jasper, one of the few people he believes he could talk to about matters of importance. Tom is so deep in thought that hardly notices the forest around him.



Tom's roll's: Spot/Listen
1d20=1, 1d20=9
 

As you walk, the forest grows quiet. The small critters, squirrels and the like, all seem to disappear and the birds stop their noise.

[sblock=Jasper]
Even while Jasper finds himself in his contemplative, love-struck state, his eyes catch some slight movement among the forest brush. He notices three wolves, one coming from the east, one from the south-east and one from the west.
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[sblock=Shavallah]
Shavallah’s keen senses do her well, alerting her to the danger nearby at an exceptional speed. 6 wolves, spaced around on both the east and west sides of the group, were surrounding the party.
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[sblock=Twi’Tar]
Twi’Tar’s focus pays some serious dividends as the attention deficit ape-man notices several wolves sneaking around the party. They’re coming from all around, ranging from the north-west to south-west and at the party’s east and south-east flank.
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[sblock=Platinus]
Platinus enhanced draconic senses warn him of the approach of several wolves, slinking through the brush. They’re coming from all around, ranging from the north-west to south-west and at the party’s east and south-east flank.
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[sblock=Celest]
Celest focuses a little too much on Jasper’s music, only barely noticing that three wolves are slowly flanking the traveling group. She realizes there are three wolves, one coming from the east, one from the south-east and one from the west.
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[sblock=Tom]
Tom is momentarily distracted by a bug flying straight into his eye. He manages to get it out and away before it causes him any real trouble or pain, but his watering eye makes it impossible to see half the world. However, his ears do pick up the sounds of a couple animals, good-sized, moving through the brush.
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[sblock=OOC to All]
Time for some Initiative rolls!
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With his lute tuned Jasper begins the ballad to Celest.



"As the rain comes down, upon this sad sweet earth
I lie awake at nights and - think about me
All the usual things like what a fool I've been
I curse the awful way - that I let you slip away
For what was forged in love, is now cooling down
With only myself to blame for playing that stupid game
I thought I need only call and you would run
But that day you never came - well I sure learned -

That it seems I need you more each day
Heaven knows why that it goes that way-
Now it's far to late - an' I've lost this time-
Like a boy who cries.. "WOLF!!"

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Thanks to The Style Company for Words and Music (words in yellow were changed from original)

Jaspers Initiative = 10 [/sblock]
 
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Twi'Tar abruptly stops and hurriedly looks around to familiarize himself with the surroundings, looking for nearby trees and noting the spread and order of his party and the wolves. He looks at his fellow adventurers with a finger to his lips indicating quiet and whispers "Wolves" to those near enough to hear him and points toward the two sides they are being surrounded on.

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init. (1d20+3=9) [/sblock]
 

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