YeOldeAlbatross
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OOC: Errrr...that will do quite well.hero4hire said:OOC: How will that everburning torch do then?
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Hollow's Last Hope [IC]
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YeOldeAlbatross
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Jared, Survival Check, 10+5=15
Jared hoists aloft his everburning torch, and enters the thicker trees in hopes of finding something edible to supplement the roasting rabbit. After a while, his diligence pays off...he discovers some ripe, wild raspberries which he takes back to share with his companions.
Jared hoists aloft his everburning torch, and enters the thicker trees in hopes of finding something edible to supplement the roasting rabbit. After a while, his diligence pays off...he discovers some ripe, wild raspberries which he takes back to share with his companions.
Nazhkandrias
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Jebbo, practically teary-eyed with happiness at the thought of fresh berries pops the fruits one by one into his mouth, savoring each one. "Ah say, ah haven't treated m'self t'fresh berries in a while! Mmm, too bad ah'm no baker - why, if me ol' mum was here, she'd be a-bakin' us the most mouth-waterin' berry 'n honey tart you'll ever taste!" Jebbo finishes the berries held in his hand, and gives a wide grin, exposing his now slightly pink teeth. "M'thanks t'you, Jared. An' t'you, too, Hakkara. Berries 'n rabbit... we're off to a good start!"
Jebbo leans towards the fire, enjoying its warmth and light in the twilight. "Hmm, as f'the matter o' watches, ah guess ah'll take whicheva watch is left, after the rest o' you decide!" Jebbo takes a deep whiff of the air, taking in the scent of the rabbit. "It's the least ah can do f'the lovely dinner 'n company!"
He leans back from the fire, and looks up at the stars. "Y'know, speakin' o' watchin', ah remember when me 'n m'pappy went campin' in some woods, just like these, one spring night 'bout thirty-one years ago..." A faraway look enters Jebbo's eyes as he begins his recount of the tale. "We'd both settled down f'the night, just after eatin' a big heapin' helpin' of fish stew, 'n right good it was, too! 'Course, ah always fall right asleep after a good supper, inherited that from m'pappy, so we were both out cold. 'Bout halfways through the night, m'pappy shook me awake. 'Wake up, m'boy, there's somethin' a rustlin' in the bushes over there!' he said t'me. Well, that sure got me on m'feet quick!" He chuckles briefly, then continues. "We both got mighty worried 'bout what it might be, since it sounded mighty big. So, we got the bright idear that we might get the element o' surprise on the beastie, 'n we both climbed into a tree carryin' our fishin' net. He says t'me, 'Jebbo, m'boy, when we try t'trap this beastie, if it don't work, ah want y'ta run fast as y'little legs can carry ya!' Ah was so scared 'n tremblin' so bad, the branch was shakin'! Musta shook somethin' loose, since before you could say Timber, the branch snapped 'n we both went tumblin' outta the tree like drunks outta doors! We scrambled to our feet, 'n just sat back down again t'laugh." Jebbo resumes his chuckling, face turning slightly red from a mixture of mirth and embarrassment. "Would you believe it, but it was nothin' but a family o' lil' ol' raccoons! They were just as surprised as we were, though I'm no judge o' raccoon-speak. On top o' that, while we were sittin' down a laughin', one o' their buddies snatched what was left o' our fish! Mighty fine trap THAT turned out to be! Least they ate well that night!" He smiles and shakes his head. "The moral o' this story bein', o' course, t'always watch out for 'n never trust raccoons. Ah've remembered that there lesson f'over thirty years, 'n you'd all do well t'do the same!"
Jebbo leans towards the fire, enjoying its warmth and light in the twilight. "Hmm, as f'the matter o' watches, ah guess ah'll take whicheva watch is left, after the rest o' you decide!" Jebbo takes a deep whiff of the air, taking in the scent of the rabbit. "It's the least ah can do f'the lovely dinner 'n company!"
He leans back from the fire, and looks up at the stars. "Y'know, speakin' o' watchin', ah remember when me 'n m'pappy went campin' in some woods, just like these, one spring night 'bout thirty-one years ago..." A faraway look enters Jebbo's eyes as he begins his recount of the tale. "We'd both settled down f'the night, just after eatin' a big heapin' helpin' of fish stew, 'n right good it was, too! 'Course, ah always fall right asleep after a good supper, inherited that from m'pappy, so we were both out cold. 'Bout halfways through the night, m'pappy shook me awake. 'Wake up, m'boy, there's somethin' a rustlin' in the bushes over there!' he said t'me. Well, that sure got me on m'feet quick!" He chuckles briefly, then continues. "We both got mighty worried 'bout what it might be, since it sounded mighty big. So, we got the bright idear that we might get the element o' surprise on the beastie, 'n we both climbed into a tree carryin' our fishin' net. He says t'me, 'Jebbo, m'boy, when we try t'trap this beastie, if it don't work, ah want y'ta run fast as y'little legs can carry ya!' Ah was so scared 'n tremblin' so bad, the branch was shakin'! Musta shook somethin' loose, since before you could say Timber, the branch snapped 'n we both went tumblin' outta the tree like drunks outta doors! We scrambled to our feet, 'n just sat back down again t'laugh." Jebbo resumes his chuckling, face turning slightly red from a mixture of mirth and embarrassment. "Would you believe it, but it was nothin' but a family o' lil' ol' raccoons! They were just as surprised as we were, though I'm no judge o' raccoon-speak. On top o' that, while we were sittin' down a laughin', one o' their buddies snatched what was left o' our fish! Mighty fine trap THAT turned out to be! Least they ate well that night!" He smiles and shakes his head. "The moral o' this story bein', o' course, t'always watch out for 'n never trust raccoons. Ah've remembered that there lesson f'over thirty years, 'n you'd all do well t'do the same!"
hero4hire
Explorer
The normally taciturn cleric was rapt with attention as Jebbo spun his tale.
What he lacks in elocution he more then makes up for in enthusiasm indeed.
When the Halfling was finished Jared joined in with a good belly laugh.
"Hahaha...Never trust a raccoon indeed...I shall remember that pearl of wisdom!"
What he lacks in elocution he more then makes up for in enthusiasm indeed.
When the Halfling was finished Jared joined in with a good belly laugh.
"Hahaha...Never trust a raccoon indeed...I shall remember that pearl of wisdom!"
Voadam
Legend
"A wonderful tale Jebbo." The elf is quite pleased with the company and food and volunteers to take any night time watch as he understands the humans do not see so well in moonlight as other races. He will be happy to contribute stories about the golden tamarins of his native jungles, monkeys that are known for their tricks and antics similar to these forest raccoons. Though not as accomplished a story teller as Jebbo the elf readily joins in the friendly story telling with his own tales. Afterwards he will enter a mystical elven reverie, meditating and rejuvenating his spirit, performing many of the same functions that sleep performs for others. When awoken for his time at the watch he will draw his bow and take his place, alert for dangers of the night.
YeOldeAlbatross
First Post
After an evening spent getting to know one another over a good meal and storytelling, the group retires to get some sleep. Hakkara takes the first watch, before being relieved by Loricallior. Cyryn and Jebbo take their watches in turn, until Jared watches the sun come up with his morning prayers. Despite the thriving life in the Vale, thankfully, nothing threatening approaches the camp throughout this night.
The morning is clear and cool, and the party quickly breaks camp, eager to be on their way. The thought of more people dying from the blackscour taint on a daily basis spurs them on.
Hakkara, Loricallior and Jebbo confer briefly and use the sun to guide them northward toward the lake. The party sets out through the trees, moving as quickly as Jebbo's short legs and Jared's heavy armor will allow.
After an hours' journey, the party comes across an overgrown deer track that runs in the direction that they wish to go. Finding the progress somewhat easier this way, the party gives thanks for its good fortune, and presses on.
The morning is clear and cool, and the party quickly breaks camp, eager to be on their way. The thought of more people dying from the blackscour taint on a daily basis spurs them on.
Hakkara, Loricallior and Jebbo confer briefly and use the sun to guide them northward toward the lake. The party sets out through the trees, moving as quickly as Jebbo's short legs and Jared's heavy armor will allow.
After an hours' journey, the party comes across an overgrown deer track that runs in the direction that they wish to go. Finding the progress somewhat easier this way, the party gives thanks for its good fortune, and presses on.
YeOldeAlbatross
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Hakkara and Cyryn make successful Spot Checks
After about forty-five minutes of pressing ahead along the deer path, Hakkara and Cyryn notice something unusual on the trail a few dozen yards ahead. What appears to be a dead rabbit is lying in the center of the leaf-strewn path, surrounded by a cloud of buzzing flies.
After about forty-five minutes of pressing ahead along the deer path, Hakkara and Cyryn notice something unusual on the trail a few dozen yards ahead. What appears to be a dead rabbit is lying in the center of the leaf-strewn path, surrounded by a cloud of buzzing flies.
Cyryn wordlessley motions for the others to halt and signals for silence. Nodding to Hakkara, he changes the grip on his spear so that it's ready to be thrown before examining the leaf-strewn path for a trap.
OOC: If he finds signs of a trap, he begins scanning the forest for signs of hidden attackers. If he sees no hint of a trap, he also tries to determine what killed the rabbit.
OOC: If he finds signs of a trap, he begins scanning the forest for signs of hidden attackers. If he sees no hint of a trap, he also tries to determine what killed the rabbit.
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