The halfling sees nothing useful on the ground around him. Where once the ground here would have been green and vibrant, it is now mostly yellows and browns. As Craig sneaks toward the supply wagon he makes some noise stepping on dry leaves and grass.
There is no brush to hide in. Aside from the trees to the west, most of the terrain is rolling grasslands. Sangrin ducks down behind one of the wagon wheels, though, which offers some cover. Chanting as quietly as he can and gesturing, the elfling weaves together a
sleep spell which he directs at the mouthy Erenlander. The man suddenly yawns and slumps against the cage he is in as do two men standing next to him.
"
What happened to Koris?" someone asks, though not much above a whisper. No one is speaking too loudly, but the chattering has not abated. A few of them have also noticed the fireball in the sky and are pointing to it.
Gunter does not see anything other than the fireball flying toward the encampment. Peering at it, the gnome could swear that he sees a humanoid shape in the midst of the fire. Whatever it is will be here very shortly - within the next 10-20 seconds. Ignoring the object for a moment, he creeps between the wagons just close enough to cast his spell. Neither goblin notices the gnome.
Just as Gunter successfully casts his spell on Scaalix, the other goblin looks in the direction of Craig and says, "
Who there?" His hand moves toward the short sword at his side. Kryt growls and makes some noise to distract the drunk goblin. Scaalix walks toward Gunter. "You could use drink," he says, holding up his aleskin. Kryt also notices something stirring in one of the small orc tents. Someone has woken up, presumably due to the noise of the incoming ball of fire which is getting louder and more piercing.
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- Craig's Move Silently roll - 5+3 = 8
- Sangrin's Hide roll - 14+6 = 20
- Gunter's Spot roll - 16-1 = 15
- Gunter's Listen roll - 12-1 = 11
- Gunter's Spot roll - 10+4 = 14
- Gunter's Listen roll - 9+8 = 17
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