Monkey's Monster Madness! (IC)

[Myth and Legend]

"So what now? Do we 'ave ta wade trough dozens o' them critters until we find the marked one? This could take hours." The prospect of doing so wasn't very bright for the dwarven smith.

 

[renau1g]

"Perhaps our animal -talker can chat up one of these critters and find out where the one that we're looking for is?" Jerak will suggest.

 

[Voadam]

Josea Cabranes

Josea gives a wink "I'll give it a shot." He incants a quick invocation and begins ribbiting to the frogs. "Ribbit, Ribbit, Croak, Croak, Ribbit, Ribbbbbbbbbit. <Haloa. I'm looking for a froggie with a big mark on him. Looks like a glowing squiggle on him.>"



Wild empathy 13

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

The noise of croaking increases, becoming an odd symphony of deep throated ribbits.

Josea is able to make out words thanks to his spell, "In. The. Well. In. The. Well. In. The. Well. In. The. Well." These words repeat over and over.

 

[Voadam]

Josea's grin broadens "Ribbity ribbit ribbit. <Thanks fellers, much obliged.>" he gives the frogs a little wave salute and turns to his companions he points over at the well itself. "He's down in there."

 

[renau1g]

"Hmmm.... well it's a bit too far down for my color spray, but if someone can see down there, maybe I can be lowered a bit and then catch our target?" Jerak suggests.

 

[Voadam]

"Do you think you'd fit in a bucket? We could winch ya down." Josea points to the well's old rotted bucket and pulley with a little grin. He does not volunteer to be lowered down in it despite his much smaller frame.

 

[Myth and Legend]

"Oi oi we don't need no bleedin' magic! Let me go down da bloody well and i will catch the vermin. All you pansies with yer fancy spells and treehuggin'... Unless the halfling wants to sweettalk this one too"

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

OOC: Arkhandus, are you still with us?

 

[Arkhandus]

(OOC: Of course. Just nothing worth the dwarf sayin' or doin'. He's not gonna offer himself up to be tossed down a well! ^_^)

Uthar follows along, grumbling, and looks down the well. "Ahh crahp. Ya ain't gettin' me down there. I've 'ad enough o' dank, cramped, noisy holes." the dwarf mutters.