Playtesting: IG's 'The Making of Heroes'

[Legildur]

The dwarf nods silently in agreement to the camping plan. He ignores the elves' actions and sets about finding himself a good piece of ground for his bedroll. "If ya be wanting a fire, then fill ya boots. Don't fuss me either way," he says. "And wake me for my watch. Whener that may be."

 

[Arkhandus]

"Right.... Well, let's start making a campsite, and be ready to try and stick any rabbits or other game we might be able to catch for supper." Irathias says to the others, making a gesture with his sword towards the ground, as Aramil leaves for the moment.

Then he decides to sheathe the blade, and draws his bow instead, and opens his quiver while he keeps watch for any game or for Aramil's return. When he sees the dwarf start getting comfortable, Irathias says "Lazy dwarf, can't you at least act like we're on an important mission? I thought your kind was supposed to be brimming with stamina, not taking naps left and right at the first opportunity."

 

[Legildur]

The dwarf grunts in reply. "I brought food along - only hard tack - but better than nothing."

"And I don't need no camp fire. I'm just saving me energy for when it's needed. That other elf can poach rabbits if he wants - no fuss to me."

 

[WarShrike]

"What order do we watch? Personnally, i prefer uninterrupted sleep, so i'll go either first or last, whichever you prefer." says Thogrim, as he makes a cushion of grass and leaves to lay his bedroll on.

 

[Arkhandus]

"Pah, fine, you lazy bums can take a nap now, and I'll wait around for now," Irathias responds. He keeps watch and waits for Aramil to return.

 

[Legildur]

"I'll take middle," the dwarf answers, already almost asleep on his bed roll.

 

[industrygothica]

[sblock=Aramil]Aramil turn off the trail and takes a wide birth around and back to the trail a few hundred yards back.

With his bow drawn he silently stalks the forest alongside the trail, watching for anything out of the ordinary.

After a few minutes, a high-pitched scream and a low, angry growl break through the night's silence. It's coming from a short distance ahead.[/sblock]

As the dwarf begins to snore loudly, Irathias scans the area for any sign of game... and for Aramil.

From nowhere, a shrill scream breaks through the silent night, followed by a low roar echoing through the trees.

Thogrim bolts upright, but Dowkan continues only to drool on himself.

 

[OnlytheStrong]

[sblock]

The elf's blood chills as he hears the scream. He shakes his head and clears his thoughts. He treds ahead to the area where the scream came from.


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[Arkhandus]

Startled, Irathias looks about for signs of where the noise came from, then walks over to kick the sleeping dwarf to wake him. "A beast is afoot!" he says.

 

[WarShrike]

"I barely had time to get comfortable!" gripes Thogrim, raising his shield and drawing his sword.