M1: Just a Treasure Hunt?? (Bront Judging)


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Genithar waits in the surf, the bottoms of his robes becoming wet, the darkening of the fabric spreading upward as it gets more damp.

The Wizard waits for Shade' and Thal'k's assesment, though his hunting crossbow is still readied for action.
 

"More trackssess. Go deeper. No ssseee guidesss or their corpssess. Fissh folk have no needss to be eaten by lizzzardss. Back to sship, I sssay."
 

The Wizard nods at the scout's assessment, commanding, 'Everyone back to the ships! At once!'

Genithar boards one of the dingeys and waits for his comrades to join him, his familiar, now with solid wood tween it and the sea, quiets down.
 

Corran nods at Genithar's call, then turns to the docile raptors. Hunt well, sons of Balinor. May the island feed all your needs. He then heads back to the shore and, with a resigned look, returns to the boat.
 

Genithar, removing the bolt from his crossbow, smirks as Corran trots up, his breastplate shining in the sun as the Wizard comments, 'Well played my friend! I'd get that trick ready a few more times...and anything you can do to sooth plants would be keen too. I'll think on what I should try and buy in Stormreach, I have a few scrolls I could perhaps trade."

Clapping the strapping Corran on the shoulder the elf asks with a disarming smile, 'You mind rowing?'
 

Jumping from tree to tree, the lizardman eventually scurries over to the side of the boat, then up the mast again, keeping an eye out for trouble.
 

Corran smiles knowingly at the gaunt elf. He gestures to the boat, and when Genithar and the others are aboard, pushes it away from shore and climbs in to row back to the ship.
 


Genithar gingerly climbs the rope ladder up the ship's deck, pausing to look back at the island one last time, and wondering what awaited them on the main land.

Ascending, the Wizard looks for Gregory and any new developments, hoping the guides come soon.
 

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