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(LHHS) The Light Hearted Hack n' Slash Game (II)
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Lichtenhart
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*CENSORED* (If you REALLY needs to know what Mak thinks when Krindor let her hair loose, come back when you're eighteen. Mmmm, better forty.)
"Rain could be very good to cover our tracks, but let's be sure our poor lady is properly protected. Oh and just to be sure let's use one of these." He'll use a scentbreaker as soon as they leave and he picks up his spear and his missing arrow threatening it with his look not to fail again.
"These crossbows may come in handy if you don't have a ranged weapon. Let's take some. They don't need them anymore. "
He grabs three of them and thirty or so bolts.
"Brawn take one or two of these potions. You were quite impressive before."
Mak hands him the potions he got from the elven merchant.
"Ok, let's go now. Do you have any idea what that thing was? Did it land on our way to Allimon?"
If it starts raining, those who care could notice that Mak seems the more happier the more Krindor's hair and clothes get drenched in water, but you'll never catch him directly looking at her.
"Rain could be very good to cover our tracks, but let's be sure our poor lady is properly protected. Oh and just to be sure let's use one of these." He'll use a scentbreaker as soon as they leave and he picks up his spear and his missing arrow threatening it with his look not to fail again.
"These crossbows may come in handy if you don't have a ranged weapon. Let's take some. They don't need them anymore. "
He grabs three of them and thirty or so bolts.
"Brawn take one or two of these potions. You were quite impressive before."
Mak hands him the potions he got from the elven merchant.
"Ok, let's go now. Do you have any idea what that thing was? Did it land on our way to Allimon?"
If it starts raining, those who care could notice that Mak seems the more happier the more Krindor's hair and clothes get drenched in water, but you'll never catch him directly looking at her.
Creamsteak
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Lichtenhart said:
Er... I may have confused the group. On the zoomed in map, the red blotch to the east is where you would approximate the large object landed, and the golden star is the group's location. Hope that helps...
Lichtenhart
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OOC: No it was clear. it's just mak that hasn't much sense of direction 
Creamsteak
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You continue to travel towards Allimon, on the south setting path. Everything is good, and the rain is warm and rather comforting. The lightning is heavy, but it seems more good than bad, in the sense that is beckons things to happen. The rain helps to cover your tracks, and the group seems more triumphant than afraid.
6 (No Encounter)
You continue, and the rain does just the same. The mud is becoming sickly thick. You lose your footing often, and it slows your progress. Your boots are coverd in inches of mud, and the heavier your armor, the more force you must make in order to get each leg up after every step.
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The mud is so ripe with water that you can see puddles form around your feat as you make every step. It seems quite sickly, and the horrid weather is becoming worse. Lightning is the only thing distant of the drudgery, and the sun isn't even visible. The grass is almost too far between, and only by stepping through bushes and foliage can you avoid sinking into the muddy roads.
You see an elderly man walking through the mud. Behind him there is a woman wearing silvery chainmail, and a drow wearing ornate bronze armor. The group appears to be a small party of adventurers, and they don't seem at all jovial. They come upon your group, and they announce there presense... The woman says, "What are you doing out in this weather? And with a wagon no doubt? Are you some kind of pilgrims, or more likely, a bunch of same-minded idiots?"
The elderly man then speaks, "They probably are not that bad... but then again they probably are not that smart either... but you are far too opinionated lass..."
The drow examins the group, and hands krindor a small metal rod. He seems to assume that she will take it from him without any concern or threat.
6 (No Encounter)
You continue, and the rain does just the same. The mud is becoming sickly thick. You lose your footing often, and it slows your progress. Your boots are coverd in inches of mud, and the heavier your armor, the more force you must make in order to get each leg up after every step.
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The mud is so ripe with water that you can see puddles form around your feat as you make every step. It seems quite sickly, and the horrid weather is becoming worse. Lightning is the only thing distant of the drudgery, and the sun isn't even visible. The grass is almost too far between, and only by stepping through bushes and foliage can you avoid sinking into the muddy roads.
You see an elderly man walking through the mud. Behind him there is a woman wearing silvery chainmail, and a drow wearing ornate bronze armor. The group appears to be a small party of adventurers, and they don't seem at all jovial. They come upon your group, and they announce there presense... The woman says, "What are you doing out in this weather? And with a wagon no doubt? Are you some kind of pilgrims, or more likely, a bunch of same-minded idiots?"
The elderly man then speaks, "They probably are not that bad... but then again they probably are not that smart either... but you are far too opinionated lass..."
The drow examins the group, and hands krindor a small metal rod. He seems to assume that she will take it from him without any concern or threat.
Creamsteak
Explorer
As you hold the rod tightly, the top opens up and forms a canopy from the rain, over your head.Dalamar said:
The drow seems pleased, and then continues to walk past your party with his friends. They seem reluctant, but soon enough they follow. Your group contines now.
9 (Friendly encounter)
The rain has softened, and it is nolong so incredibly impossible to travel. the forests are thicker here, and your minds wander between all the exotic plants and other materials around you. The thickets of myst have all subsided, and you occationally spot some passive forest creatures. At one point a large leech-like creature comes up to Mak's leg and tries to bit him, but is quickly squiched underneath his boot. At one point, you come into a regrowing section of the forest, and Brawn (with his height advantage) can see right over the trees, making it relatively difficult for him to see anything below the forestline.
8 (no encounter)
The wilderness is full of pine-like trees, but thier color is red and purple, not green. The surroundings don't seem very interesting, and for the most part everyone's path is clear. There are large spiders around you (monstrous small and medium sized spiders) but none of them try to provoke you. They appear to be relatively intelligent, as they communicate empathically if you near thier webs, with threatening emotions. This prevents you from becoming entangles, or getting to close to one of the spiders. They apparently are well fed enough, and desire no battle with something prepared to defend itself.
7 (no encounter)
You hear some barking in the distance, and some whimpering. A pack of dogs can be sighted in the distance, driving away a displacer beast. They manage to circle your group multiple times, but they are a distance off (over 500 feet) and in the cover of the brush. Eventually it appears as if they have left completely, and are no longer heard by your group. Then, you come upon a stragler from the pack. A blink dog (knowledge check revealed by Khala) lays on the ground in the clearing before you. It's tounge is licking it's own nose repeatedly, trying to wipe off the smell of food on it's nose. It looks over your group, and decides that you don't appear dangerous. It walks up to Yorick and then sits in front of him, it's eyes cocked over on the side. The rain still falls lightly, and the dog smells like a wet dog would...
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