Elven Wedding - The race is Over, we are moving on

[Bront]

Carver walks around behind everyone, looking for the described elf, likely point out each and every one that looks even remotely familiar (Till he's asked to stop). He's also looking for Jhonas.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

Carver walks around behind everyone, looking for the described elf, likely point out each and every one that looks even remotely familiar (Till he's asked to stop). He's also looking for Jhonas.

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Spoiler

spot roll 17

>> You spot Jhonas. You also spot an elf that fits the description. She is even wearing a blue tunic.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

OOC I don't think Thaean is going to let her wander aimlessly

At the moment Salina is waiting with Thaean and Tuul but is taking the opportunity to scan the immediate area. She has decided to let Thaean take the initial lead so she can do what she does best - be unobtrusive and ready to act from the shadows.

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Spoiler

spot roll 16 +8 = 24

>> You do not spot the man with the flask

 

[Ferrix]

Thaean begins the search with the others on his heels, "let me know if you see him, it is a him right?" He beckons another one of the guards close, letting him in on the search, "if you see an elf not of our tribe in a blue tunic, let me know immediately."

 

[Bront]

Carver waves to Jhonas, and then says "I see an elf that fits the discription. She's over that way" as he motions towards her.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

Carver waves to Jhonas, and then says "I see an elf that fits the discription. She's over that way" as he motions towards her.

Thaean & Thail look where Carver is pointing and see the bride.

 

[Ferrix]

Thaean glowers at the warforged, "did you not pay any attention to the festivities, that is the BRIDE!" His lips are drawn tight, and his eyes bore into the warforged, insolent hunk of steel.

 

[D20Dazza]

Salina follows behind the rest of the group, her eyes darting about the area constantly searching for either the man with the flask or Tuul's elf.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

Salina follows behind the rest of the group, her eyes darting about the area constantly searching for either the man with the flask or Tuul's elf.

OOC <<

Spoiler

You are looking in the wrong place

>>

 

[Bront]

Thaean glowers at the warforged, "did you not pay any attention to the festivities, that is the BRIDE!" His lips are drawn tight, and his eyes bore into the warforged, insolent hunk of steel.

"I thought Brides were supposed to be wearing white? She fit's the discription. I'll try to do better next time, sorry." Carver takes note of any qualities the bride has that do not fit the description, like her oddly placed fatty mounds, and eliminates those features from his search.

When Jhonas meets up with Carver he says "Hello there Jhonas. We're all looking for an Elf. He has pointed ears, no facial hair, blue-green eyes, brown-blond hair, height between 4’7” and 5’5”, about 97 lbs, wearing a blue tunic, and is apparently not that one over there," He says, pointing to be bride. "Oh, and I won the archery tournoment. I was quite supprised, because I never thought of myself as a good archer, but apparently I'm better than I thought, or maybe just lucky."