(IC) A Hard Time in Harrowdale

[Myth and Legend]

Abrielle had drunk her potion, and now looked with sorrow on her face at her torn dress. Her round breasts were partially exposed, and the Elven girl was glad none of the men had noticed yet. "I must do something about this." She mumbled. Fortunately, Abby knew how to use magic to mend the fabric of her attire, and now cast the spell without hesitation. In the mean time, however, the girl tried to pay heed to the forest around her, least she loses another chunk off her shoulder... Or worse.


[sblock]
Spot: 11+1=12, Listen: 11+1=12

Casts: Mending.[/sblock]

 

[Voda Vosa]

The wizard tries to focus his eyes and ears to perceive any possible threat. Much to his frustration the particular landscape, quite different from that of his homelands, was not helping.
2 to see 10 to hear

 

[Arkhandus]

As you approach within 140 feet of the clearing, Selua notices a tall, humanoid form pacing around the clearing, carrying an axe from the looks of it. The rest of the group does not seem to notice it yet.

Selua can't see anything else in the clearing yet, except what might be a low tent of animal hides. It's hard to make out details from this far back, with the trees and underbrush in the way, but the humanoid form she sees is dark and mottled. There's definitely a gleam of steel from its axe, though. It seems to be slowly walking around the clearing, which might be 30 or 40 feet wide from what she can tell.

Storn, Tarven, and Merrick don't notice anything from this distance, like everyone else.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Selua holds up a hand while stopping herself and her mule and whispers, "Guard up ahead, possible encampment.

She then slowly and quietly ties off the mule to a nearby tree and readies her bow.

 

[Rhun]

Fayne stops immediately, and crouches behind a tree at Selua's words. He peers out, trying to see what she has seen.

 

[Myth and Legend]

"Hmm" Abrielle squinted her eyes. "Maybe it's a lumberjack? We should try talking to him before we attack." Nevertheless, she readied her bow.

 

[Scott DeWar]

evenar being so lost in the forest to see the trees almost runs down who ever is infront of him as he is so cluless as to what is going on. Nevertheless, he has his bastard sword out and ready to attack, should the need arise.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Mistress Abrielle has a point indeed, let us use our tongs, instead of our blades. Not that I have one myself. Well, I know its a lame metaphor..." Offers Abde'Ragman

 

[Rhun]

Fayne rolls his eyes at the others naivity, before speaking to them quietly. "We're on the trail of gnolls, been attack by flying bloodsuckers and undead bats, and you really think it is a lumberjack?"

 

[Myth and Legend]

"Uh well one thing i have learned is to never assume!" Abby looked at Fayne with her emerald pools. "We should approach with care, but not hostility."