Forest of Doom - IC Thread

[Patryn of Elvenshae]

Jonath Cailan:

Jonath rolls his shoulder around several times. "Sore, but nothin' life-threatenin'." He slides a hand along his collarbone, under the boiled leather of his armor, feeling for more significant damage. Apart from a little blood where the beast's teeth penetrated a gap in his armor and pricked his skin, his arm seems fine. "I think I'll want to wash this out - no tellin' what was in that thing's spit - and I'm thinkin' I'll have a wicked bruise come mornin', but I am good to go on. Asides, I did get that healin' draft from the wizard, should I need it."

He kicks the expired *thing.* "Damn ugly brute. Now where's that rod you were carryin'?"

 

[S'mon]

GM: Looking back to where the beast was sitting, you see the black rod on the ground. But it now resembles little more than a dusty lunk of charcoal, not something that could be the haft of a magic warhammer.

 

[Cor Azer]

"Now... Now that's oddly specific," says Paaq as he wipes the sweat from his brow. "A shapeshifting beast in this woods isn't that surprising consider the tales; posing as a weak creature to lure in the unsuspecting - tried and true ambush technique. But to be carrying a fake ebony rod? How many of the rare forest travelers would be looking for that dear en hammer like us?"

He grimaces. "This ambush was meant for us. Someone knows our mission, and is actively opposing us."

Taking the rag from his belt, Paaq cleans his blade as he pensively looks up and down the trail. "But who besides the wizard knows our quest, aside from the dead dwarf?"

"Have we been followed? Is someone watching us now?"

 

[AlphaSheWolf]

OOC: Thanks for posting for me Simon. adjusting to these meds for my back are about fun...will try to keep up, but should i fall behind you know why. i'm high on pain meds lol. PS am i right in assuming that Keena is 6/9 on her hitpoints? if so here is my post. if she is lower than that, i will change accordingly

Keena was already binding the wounds the strange beast left upon her, "Or we have been set up and there is no hammer. What do we know about it anyway? I say take that rod just in case, but tread carefully from now on."

 

[S'mon]

"Now... Now that's oddly specific," says Paaq as he wipes the sweat from his brow. "A shapeshifting beast in this woods isn't that surprising consider the tales; posing as a weak creature to lure in the unsuspecting - tried and true ambush technique. But to be carrying a fake ebony rod? How many of the rare forest travelers would be looking for that dear en hammer like us?"

He grimaces. "This ambush was meant for us. Someone knows our mission, and is actively opposing us."

Taking the rag from his belt, Paaq cleans his blade as he pensively looks up and down the trail. "But who besides the wizard knows our quest, aside from the dead dwarf?"

"Have we been followed? Is someone watching us now?"

GM: Paaq can't see or hear anyone following him.

 

[S'mon]

OOC: Thanks for posting for me Simon. adjusting to these meds for my back are about fun...will try to keep up, but should i fall behind you know why. i'm high on pain meds lol. PS am i right in assuming that Keena is 6/9 on her hitpoints? if so here is my post. if she is lower than that, i will change accordingly

Keena was already binding the wounds the strange beast left upon her, "Or we have been set up and there is no hammer. What do we know about it anyway? I say take that rod just in case, but tread carefully from now on."

GM: Keena is at 6/9 hp, Jonath is at 4/8 hp.

 

[Artur Hawkwing]

Kip waves a hand before his face, the foul stench of the creature still lingering in his nostrils.

Dear Gods, what has that thing eaten recently, a zombie?

While others deal with the rod turned lump of coal, Kip sets about the gruesome task of eyeballing the creature for anything it might be hiding upon it's grotesque countenance.

OOC: Woohoo! I got to use a big word! And by 'eyeballing' I mean 'searching'. Just to be clear.

 

[S'mon]

GM: Kip finds nothing of value on the monster, just the tattered clothing it wore.

Eventually you continue north along the trail.

Time in Game: Day 2, 2.10pm

After a mile or so northward the trees are beginning to thin out and sunlight filters down making the forest look less menacing. To your left, just inside the line of trees, you can
see a sturdy looking chair made from the fallen trunk of an oak tree. The trail branches here - one way continues north and a second fork heads east.

 

[Cor Azer]

OOC: A chair? Hmm... Is it carved out of the log/stump, or is it made of planks from an old log/stump? Does it look moveable? Does it look weather-beaten? Is it positioned in such a way that it looks down any path in particular?

 

[Sekhmet]

OOC: "Countenance" means "face", so it does not make much sense for you to search it. Which direction does the chair face? How large is the chair?

"Keena, Jonath, take a look at that stump." Eric rolled his shoulder around a bit, giving it a gentle rub with his opposite hand.
He hasn't been speaking much since the last encounter, and what he has said has been muttered under his breath.

"Does anyone know how close we are to the river that dissects this forest in two? Geography was never my strong suit."