North by Northwest, Chapter 3: The Winter of Our Discontent


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Cellan calls to Manakar, and once the wolf is on shore, he clutches him in a hug. "I'm glad you're safe," he whispers.

Remembering that a friend is still in the river, the druid jumps up and runs down stream. He pulls out his length of rope along the way. When he is ahead of the big human he will get ready to throw one end of the rope out when he gets close.
 

[sblock=OOC for Everyone]I'm going to move out of combat time right now.[/sblock]Cellan: Manakar barks happily.

Cole: You are unable to quite grab Herev's net (it's a bad throw, really), but you are able to stop your progress downstream as you swim towards it. Between Herev's net and Cellan's rope, the party is eventually able to get you out of the water.

Assumption: The party takes some time to dry off as best as possible and/or change into dryer clothes if they have them before continuing.

Everyone: You have to take your time, but you cross the river at the ford without further incident and continue the climb into the mountains. As you ascend and move deeper into the range, the weather starts to turn colder. Part of this is certainly the increase in altitude coupled with the progression of the day, but some of it seems quite unnatural. Eventually, you find you've arrived at a small copse of stunted pine trees on a large earthen outcropping hanging over a ledge. A handful of ravens sit on the branches, watching you curiously.

Cian, Cellan, Zeegra: The dogs and wolf seem slightly tentative as it gets colder.
 

Cellan scratches Manakar. "Cold?" he asks his companion. "It is awfully chilly."

"Uh...we should, uhm, that is, uh, someone should scout out a ways. Uhm, I mean we should, uh, see what's around before, uh, stumbling into it," Cellan says. "Not far or anything. Uh, just a ways to, uh, see if there's anything out, uh, out there.
 

Zeegra

Zeegra uses her larger winter blanket to cover Zottel's back, to keep him warm. She had spent the time near the river, while everyone was trying to get dry, to doze off a little and to catch up on her lack of sleep last night.

When Cellan mentions, that they should scout ahead, Zeegra says:
“That seems like a good idea. I could need another break, while some of you take a thorough look-around.”
 


"Yes, start a fire. Do you have flint? I'll scout around a bit to dry off myself and see what the surrounding terrain holds or may hide." says Ghur
 

Swords at the ready, Cole stands watch over the camp site while the others scurry about. This... so called leader, better have some wealth behind him...
 

Ghur: [Knowledge/Nature]
A quick trip around the area reveals little. You can see the ravens' nests up in the stunted pine trees, so they're certainly local, and you do notice that the ground is riddle with small cracks where it's exposed to the sun. There's little grass or scrub here, leaving little more than exposed dirt in a lot of places. Despite this, it's extremely solid — and likely frozen if you get more than a foot or two down.

Cellan: [Knowledge/Nature]
The ground here is riddled with what appear to be small spider's nests; you even spy a couple darting in and out of the cracks. They're tiny arachnids, with white fur and blue eyes, and their presence here indicates that cold weather is coming very soon — the eggs never hatch unless winter is imminent.

OOC: You also notice everything Ghur does.

Everyone Else: While Cellan and Ghur scout, you manage to start a nice fire and soon have a cozy camp set up. The pine burns very well, and the smell is not entirely unpleasing.
 

Cian

The old dark elf sits near the fire with a smile on his face as he looks out over the lands around him. Despite the cold he seems in a pleasant mood. "It has been so long since I have looked out aross open lands like this."
 

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