Into the Woods

Kobold Stew

Last Guy in the Airlock
Supporter
[[Roll for initiative. Kidding.]]

"How many lost figures might these woods contain?" asks Albrecht as he approaches the elf. "Welcome, Umbril," says the dwarf, spitting into his hand and wiping it on his trousers and offering it to him. "You wouldn't happen to be the apprentice to a hedge-mage, would you? Nah. That'd be too easy. That's what we're looking for. M'name's Albrecht."
 

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Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Umbril looks at the offered hand with some reluctance (confusion?) before taking Albrechts hand.

"I'm not lost." He says crossly "I was sent here to investigate the woods. Problem is, it doesn't seem to like me very much. And won't let me leave. You're first creatures of substance I found. Everything else is the shadow. I know about shadows, but these are...weird."
 
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Kobold Stew

Last Guy in the Airlock
Supporter
Albrecht grunts, and returns to the house. His rock is still in place, and so he enters the foyer. "Anyone here?" he calls out.
 


mips42

Adventurer
Anyone here?
Whatever air movement there was, stops. The already cool air becomes even colder, to the point where you can see your breath. Somewhere inside you can hear a slight creaking, as of the manor settling, or something moving. For the briefest of moments you thought you caught a glimpse of piercing blue eyes staring at you.
A faint, child-like laugh comes from the interior, 'Come and play with us'.
 

Terry turns to Umbril. "I suppose you are. Unless you are with them." Louder to the child-like voice, "Have you seen Becky? We are looking for her." When the group look at Terry confused. She gestures to say, just go with it, by moving her hand in a circle up out down and back toward herself.
 

JustinCase

the magical equivalent to the number zero
Bimpnott offers a hand to Umbril, then follows his friend Albrecht back inside.

Then the firbolg stands there looking perplexed.

"We found one person," he says slowly, ponderously, as he gazes at the elf for a second, "And are looking for a boy. And a girl named Becky, too?"

He shakes his head in confusion.
 

Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
"So, you're not here to investigate the woods? I thought local humans made a party...you're just looking for some kids?! There are tracks that lead you here?" Umbril takes out both of his swords, light curved elven sabres and holds them along his arms, points nearly to the shoulders.
"Ready when you are, I specialize in retreiving people from hard to get places." Thin lipped smile
"Maybe these two will be more willing than average. "
 

Kobold Stew

Last Guy in the Airlock
Supporter
Albrecht does not understand what's going on, and is annoyed at the voice. "Bertram , is that you? Sadie? Sadie Thistle?" he calls out. He lifts his axe, Glint, and it begins to glow [[providing 10' bright light radius, and another 10' dim]].

He turns to Umbril. "Well, specialist. Help us retrieve people. We've been promised an ale at the end of this."
 


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