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<blockquote data-quote="Ilium" data-source="post: 2999565" data-attributes="member: 40124">Ok, make any spell changes on your character sheet.&nbsp; Lord_Raven's away for a bit, so we'll leave his spells as-is. Viktor shakes his head a bit at Sirius' obvious discomfort with riding.&nbsp; &quot;It's not the horse's fault, you know,&quot; he says.&nbsp; His voice is even but a twinkle of amusement lurks in his eyes.&nbsp; He then looks up the steep slope you've been climbing.&nbsp; &quot;If this gets any rougher we'll end up walking anyway,&quot; he observes.The group gets underway and makes slow progress up the steep winding trail.&nbsp; Soon the rocky terrain is softened by snow cover as the group leaves the tree line behind.&nbsp; Within a couple of hours, Viktor's words prove prophetic as the trail gets too steep and rough for even girble's surefooted <s>pony</s> small horse.&nbsp; About Noon, the chill wind is whipping around the heroes and swirling ice crystals into the air.&nbsp; The brilliant sun reflects off the white and grey landscape forcing everyone to nearly shut their eyes against the glare.&nbsp; Suddenly, Girble spies something odd as he trudges up the trail.[SBLOCK=Girble]You spot (Spot check 14+5=19) a couple of people huddled against a tall rock outcropping a couple hundred feet up the trail.&nbsp; You squint a little and the scale imposes itself on you.&nbsp; They're very BIG people.&nbsp; Looks like more fathach.&nbsp; Where they are is a narrow spot where the trail is even steeper than usual.&nbsp; It doesn't look like they've spotted you yet.[/SBLOCK]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ilium, post: 2999565, member: 40124"] [COLOR=Red]Ok, make any spell changes on your character sheet. Lord_Raven's away for a bit, so we'll leave his spells as-is. [/COLOR] Viktor shakes his head a bit at Sirius' obvious discomfort with riding. [COLOR=SlateGray]"It's not the horse's fault, you know,"[/COLOR] he says. His voice is even but a twinkle of amusement lurks in his eyes. He then looks up the steep slope you've been climbing. [COLOR=SlateGray]"If this gets any rougher we'll end up walking anyway,"[/COLOR] he observes. The group gets underway and makes slow progress up the steep winding trail. Soon the rocky terrain is softened by snow cover as the group leaves the tree line behind. Within a couple of hours, Viktor's words prove prophetic as the trail gets too steep and rough for even girble's surefooted [S]pony[/S] small horse. About Noon, the chill wind is whipping around the heroes and swirling ice crystals into the air. The brilliant sun reflects off the white and grey landscape forcing everyone to nearly shut their eyes against the glare. Suddenly, Girble spies something odd as he trudges up the trail. [SBLOCK=Girble]You spot (Spot check 14+5=19) a couple of people huddled against a tall rock outcropping a couple hundred feet up the trail. You squint a little and the scale imposes itself on you. They're very BIG people. Looks like more fathach. Where they are is a narrow spot where the trail is even steeper than usual. It doesn't look like they've spotted you yet.[/SBLOCK] [/QUOTE]

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