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Newfoundland [IC]

Tropical indeed. The sun is just around it's highest peak in an otherwise clearblue sky. It's getting a bit warmer than is comfortable to most of you, but nothing really bothering.

The cat jumps out of the coffer when Resa starts searching it and takes a five-foot distance from Resa, moving back when Resa approaches it. When Resa walks towards Larrock, the cat follows her on the same five-foot distance.

The beach is only 15 foot wide by now and very flat, no elevations. There's the line of plants going into the sea, the rocks to the right and unexplored terrain to the left (check earlier posts for more details).

Stillgem finally managed to scrub the last one off while in the water. They seem to sink.
 

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Not being on land long enough to realize that the tide is coming in, she can not mention it to the others. She does not the tree line, where the tide would stop during high tide, however. She continues to were the others had gathered. "Has anyone found any shelter?" she asks as she reaches them. Once more, her eyes scan the line of the trees and then above them for any sighs of smoke, or fire that would indicate civilization.
 

Ben watches everyone gather in one spot, and waves to everyone in an overzealous way with the hand still holding the sunrod. Then his eyes are drawn to the

"KITTY CAT!!!"

Ben drops the sunrod on the ground and all but runs towards the cat, trying to scoop it up so he can pet it.

"Kittykittykittykittykitty!"
 

No signs of civilization as far as you can see. The whole scene has kind of a serene feeling to it, if it wasn't for the horror that brought you here. The forest on one side, the sea on the other, and a few people in the middle making friends.

The cat is obviously scared by the big man approaching it and takes cover between Resa's legs, appearantly forgetting about it's hesistance earlier on.
 

Once everyone has gathered up:

OK, we obviously can't go thataway - points to the cliffs - and Dural has discovered that these worms don't appreciate anyone on their turf, apparently, so blazing a trail through the jungle is out. Shall we gather up and head down that way? Larrock motions down the beach in the opposite firection of the cliffs, where it seems there may be a different way inland.
 

Jollunia just nods... what else was there to do? She looked at the assorted people, and sighed. No spear or shield that looked like hers. She quickly scanned the rest of the debre, and hoped that she would catch sight of them as the traveled.
 

After picking that last worm out of his beard, Stillgem walks to the others.

Oi'm thinkin' that there'd be no point to us all standin' about here yacking. He gestures to the dwarf. What did you and the man-elf here find on your jaunt up the sand? I could not get through the bush and scrub, per'aps you's two found some way inland?. The gnome suddenly searches himself frantically for worms that may still be on his person.
 
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Stillgem scratches himself fanatically for a few seconds after which he looks back at the group with a glazy look in his eyes as if he's not really there, before he collapses on the sand. After only a few seconds he's out, snoring.

OOC: Dead, assume you're sleeping until further notice.

OOC: If you guys decide to move for longer distances, please state what stuff you guys take along. Also, may I remind you guys that there's still 2 sealed coffers.
 
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Ben tries to follow the conversation as best he can, but he has trouble with come of the strange accents he hears. Then the gnome passes out.

"L'il guy falled downed." - Ben has a way with pointing out the obvious
 

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