[IC] Shamutani Hills - psi/gng

[Scotley]

Bendyn

OOC: Spot Check (1d20+6=21)

Bendyn stays on his horse and raises his crossbow looking for a targe. "Be mindful up ahead, it looks like they may have set a trap. I see where they have cut branches and run some rope."

 

[Hypersmurf]

Bendyn stays on his horse and raises his crossbow looking for a targe. "Be mindful up ahead, it looks like they may have set a trap."

"Oh, surely not?" Jack snarls, scanning the woods for further signs of the little interlopers.

"I see where they have cut branches and run some rope."

"Well spotted," the guide continues, sarcasm fair dripping from every word. "Can you tell from here what it might do when sprung?"

"They could use you back at the village," he goes on. "Our horses keep escaping, and we need someone to close the barn door behind them after it happens..."

 

[doghead]

The situation remains uncertain

Jack, his back against a tree and his feet safely back on the ground, mutters the words and the appropriate gesture. The sticky stuff is suddenly surrounded with an unhealthy green aura. Its a poison, although Jack can't determin which one. But whatever it is, Jack doesn't feel any worse than one would after being slashed across the leg, and the aura doesn't manifest itself anywhere away from the wound up or down his leg. Perhaps he was lucky this time?

Peering closely at the at trap tells people nothing more than than they know now. Leafy ranches and shadows make it impossible to get a clear view of the workings from here.

The sounds of the forest slowly return.

ooc: The soak saved Jack from losing any pips from the spear attack.

 

[Scotley]

Bendyn

Bendyn grins feeling a bit foolish. "Shall we inspect this bit of spear tossing ingenuity in hopes of spotting them before they've done their work?" He dismounts and moves forward carefully trying to see the mechanism.

 

[Hypersmurf]

Bendyn grins feeling a bit foolish. "Shall we inspect this bit of spear tossing ingenuity in hopes of spotting them before they've done their work?" He dismounts and moves forward carefully trying to see the mechanism.

Jack nods, scraping the poison carefully from his clothing with the edge of his dagger.

"No harm done," he confirms, "but watch yourselves - the little buggers use poison."

 

[doghead]

a sprung trap

The three travellers move cautiously forward. Eventually it becomes obvious that the trap has indeed been sprung. Its a fairly simple mechanism, but obviously effective enough. There area around the trap, but out of sight of the road, has been quite disturbed.

A loose stone shifts under Casparan's foot. There is a flicker of movement in the bushes nearby. There is a deafening bang from nearby that leaves a ringing in everyones ears.

The ponies shy and leap away from the noise. They come to a halt a little way back down the path, but their ears are back and the whites of their eyes are showing.

 

[doghead]

Ghosted: Casparan Atavar, warrior priest initiate

Casparan, the nearest to the source of the noise, shakes his head slowly for a moment.

"I'm OK," he says eventually. "I wasn't close enough to it. But my ears are ringing."

His brow furrows, and a blade springs into existence in his hand.

 

[Hypersmurf]

OOC: If we want to travel off the path, is there room to:

a/ ride the horses among the trees,
b/ lead the horses among the trees, or
c/ move among the trees without horses? /OOC

 

[doghead]

and ooc aside

ooc: The horses/ponies could be walked among the trees at half pace. They could be lead at fairly easily through the woods as well. In both cases, you would need to choose the route somewhat, meaning that a straight line might not be possible.

 

[Hypersmurf]

"There's no way to know how many more traps the path will yield," Jack points out. "If we take the horses into the trees, it'll be slower going... but we're less likely to end up skewered, poisoned, or blown up."