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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 7509055" data-attributes="member: 59816">When at last the Sticks were ready to leave Camp Vengeance on their mission to map the area from the view upon the cliffs of Mbala, Scoutmaster Wulf Rygor introduced them to their other travelling companions: The cartographer Tarri and her husband, Kasqa. Tarri was a woman of mixed human heritage - her father had been an Amnish merchant and her mother a Chultan native. Her husband was a warrior from a Chultan tribe that lived far to the south, near the Sanrach mountains.An hour after the group set off on foot following the River Soshenstar it stopped raining. It had rained very nearly non-stop since the Sticks had first arrived in Chult. There had been brief moments here-and-there where the rain had been a nearly imperceptible mist, or where it was not falling directly on their heads but could be seen "over there", but this was the first real respite."This is an ill omen for our mission," said Kasqa enigmatically.Not long after, the travellers were beset by a non-stop plague of biting insects. These swarms were so determined that they were unfazed by the herbal repellent that the Sticks had been wearing since leaving Port Nyanzaru.[ooc]Everyone is going to have to make a dc11 Constitution Saving Throw. For now, failure will just mean that you have a bad congregation of itchy bite-marks... but it may get worse from there.[/ooc]</blockquote>