North by Northwest, Chapter 2.5: Caster and Mouse

[Starman]

Ignoring the others for a moment, Cellan looks and listens for signs of Ghur's assailant.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Cellan: You can hear twigs and branches cracking a good distance away, off to what you'd assume would be the west, continuing on away from the pool and Cian's village, deeper into the cavern's forest. A swath of broken branches and twigs in front of where Ghur fell, leading off in that same direction, confirms as much.[sblock]Fenris: Since we're not in combat time, you can have Ghur come to at any moment that's convenient. For your initial post, he will be blind, but he'll be fine after that.[/sblock]

 

[Starman]

"He's that way!" Cellan says pointing west. He looks back to his companion, unsure of whether he should see to him or take off running.

 

[Fenris]

"Go, follow. I didn't see who did it but I'd bet it's our crafty goat we're after. Swiftly now. Leave me and I'll catch up once my sight comes back. Go!" says Ghur laying down by the water's edge.

 

[Starman]

Cellan nods. "Come on, Manakar!" He takes off running in the direction of the sounds, heedless of any danger he might encounter.

 

[Thanee]

Zeegra

“The trail is fresh, we can surely follow it,” Zeegra says, and moves to the spot where Ghur is, together with Zottel, whom she urges to pick up the scent and follow it from there, as she does herself.


[SBLOCK]Survival (Tracking by Scent) from Zeegra and Zottel (1d20=13, 1d20+5=24)[/SBLOCK]

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Herev

Seeing that the rest starts chasing whoever attacked Ghur, Herev stand.
Keep an eye on the broken chest
He says to Ghur without even knowing that the poor dwarf is blind, he then followes Zeegra and Cellan.

 

[Scotley]

Cian

Sensing that all is not well with Ghur, Cian stays beside the dwarf to render assistance. "Are you wounded sir?" Seeing Keita is eager to join the chase, Cian calls the dog to heel. "You'll get your chance, no need to go hareing off like a lovesick pup."

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Cian: Ghur has no visible wounds, and his sight is coming back. [OOC: That is, he's not in need of healing. I'm going to assume that the two of you catch up with the others -- I'm not trying to curtail roleplaying here; I'm trying to curtail split party stuff.]

Everyone: With Cellan and Manakar in the nominal lead, and Zottel and Zeegra pretty much neck and neck with them, your group tears down the path left by the flight of whoever assaulted Ghur. The path is remarkably straight, and the turns that it makes seem to have some purpose -- wherever this path leads, it leads somewhere. The party follows it through the forest, which is unnaturally large, even for caverns of this size, until the path dumps you out into another clearing.

In front of you, a few trees loom up against the cavern wall, obscuring, ever so slightly, a tunnel leading into out of this cavern. Behind you, the forest you just ran through. And, between you and the tunnel out of this cavern, the caster you had fought in the basement of Kor Drakel. He's panting and out of breath, but, in his hands, holds a small flask. He smirks at you and then speaks in an angular, accented Common. "You've finally caught me, then. I have to admit, I wasn't trying very hard to avoid it. Had to put on a bit of a show." He pauses to catch his breath. "You really have no idea what you're up against, do you?"

 

[Starman]

Breathing heavily, Cellan still finds the air to yell. "What game are you playing? Maybe if you're forthcoming, we can be merciful, but we won't tolerate any more tricks. This ends now, one way or another!"