Q'Barra: Facing Truth Chapter 2


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Darrick spends the early morning tending to his armor and weapons; sharpening them, beating out the dents, scouring away whatever rust has dared accumulate. Hard to avoid it, in this humid jungle....

Following that, he spends some time with Steadfast; currying him, exercising him a bit and giving him an opportunity to gallop about.

The afternoon is spent exercising. Sword drills, tilting at whatever target he can rig up, and a bit of archery practice.

He'll be open and friendly to any villagers who approach him, and will cheerfully offer his help with any chores or labor.
 

Sepoto does not return to the inn that night. Instead he patrols the verges of the village for a time, eventually finding a tall banyan in which to take his rest. Finding a comfortable branch high up in the canopy, the whispers of the wind lull him to sleep, and rest settles upon him as it never could in the feather-bed of an inn.

Come daybreak he spends much of the morning searching the jungle around the village, gathering a copious amount of fruit for his companions and the children of Havenwood. It feels good to think of Happy Children instead of Angry Children for a change.

When he encounters Charles methodically picking through brilliant green berries in a patch of low briar, he smiles, his broad yellowed teeth radiating goodwill. At first Sepoto doesn't even have the heart to tell him, but after watching the scout's frustrations for time, he draws nearer and promptly plucks a number of the tiny fruits that Charles seems to be handling with such deliberate care. Sepoto pops a handful in his mouth without a word, chewing loudly and swallows, before speaking.

"Friend-Charles, if poison it is you seek, then I am sorry, for you look in the wrong place. The children of the village will greatly like those dretkha-fruit you have already gathered, if I may have them. I fear that the foes you try to poison with such fruit will only suffer from their juicy goodness..."


Chewing noisily, the juice running down his furry chin, something occurs to the shifter.

"Perhaps, Friend-Charles, I could help you find some of what it is you seek?"


[SBLOCK] Pebele, though Sepoto has no skill training in Craft (Poisonmaking) his Ninja class ability allows for poison use and application. If you'd allow it, and if it is feasible, he would be happy to help Charles (and himself) find something near Havenwood to restock their poison supplies. [/SBLOCK]
 

[sblock=Rookseye] Sepoto would be able to Aid Another on a Survival check to locate items which may be used in poisons, I think that would work, yes.[/sblock]
 

With Sepoto's help, Charles is able to find and collect some leusria berries and some vetrola bark. He believes that the toxins in these items will prove to make fine poisons.
[sblock=BRP2] Charles is able to collect 1 pound of berries and 1/2 pound of the bark. I am having a stupid moment and can't find where to reference what types of poisons could be made, I will search and find it for you by tomorrow, though.[/sblock]

Catherine is able to set the young man's broken bone and to heal him to ease the pain. She is also able to extract the old man's infected took, and provide him with some pain relief as well. Gilda thanks her profusely, and Catherine returns to her quarters.
[sblock=Yeoman]Catherine has expended on of her Cure Minor Wounds, and one Cure Light Wounds[/sblock]

After their training session, the group of young men thank Kaelan and invite him back to have a drink with them. When he begs off, they grin and comment about Catherine being a "hard leader". Kaelan chuckles to himself and returns to his room.

Trebuchet discovers that he has a following of adolescents. A group of two girls and two boys seem to follow him wherever he goes. They seem harmless enough, simply interested in him because they have no experience with Warforged.

Steadfast seems to be holding up quite well, all things considered. Darrick spends his time training being watched by some of the adolescent boys, who try to mimic his actions.

Evening begins to fall, and the group is invited to the meeting house to join in the evening meal. Gilda and John Kassel extend the invitation. "Ya'll have made quite an impression on my people today. They'd be mighty happy to share their meal with you."
 


"Friend-Charles, if poison it is you seek, then I am sorry, for you look in the wrong place. The children of the village will greatly like those dretkha-fruit you have already gathered, if I may have them. I fear that the foes you try to poison with such fruit will only suffer from their juicy goodness..."

Charles gives a long, cold stare, hiding his embarrassment. Ah, right. My knowledge of poison does not really cover... finding it... in the wild.

"Perhaps, Friend-Charles, I could help you find some of what it is you seek?"

Charles smiles slightly and nods, That might be for the best. I guess I could use your knowledge of the wild... I would not want to poison someone with a snack...

After the materials are found, Charles safety stores them away for later use. Now that he has spent time searching for what he needed, he is free to assist any one of his allies if they need it.

Otherwise, he will be at the meeting hall, roughly a minute late, at least.
 

Should any of them express an interest during his practice session, Darrick will see about finding an axe and chopping a few tree limbs to an appropriate length for any of the adolescents who might wish to learn a trick or two.

"Not as good as an edge," he'll admit, slashing with a branch, "But a club's better than nothing, and easy enough to find. Anything to keep the foe an arm's length away."

the Kassels said:
"Ya'll have made quite an impression on my people today. They'd be mighty happy to share their meal with you."

"An honor and a pleasure," Darrick assures them, "I've worked up quite an appetite, I must confess."
 

Kaelan

After taking a hot bath, Kaelan looks outside his window to see the sun setting, when there is a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

It was Kassel,
"Ya'll have made quite an impression on my people today. They'd be mighty happy to share their meal with you."

Kaelan's stomach growled in response to the mention of food, he had not eaten since breakfast. He had forgotten about lunch in his enthusiam to teach the young men. "I'll be right down." Kaelan dresses himself in the freshly washed clothes that Gilda had brought him that afternoon. He then puts his armor and weapons back on as well. It is always good to be prepared.
 

Trebuchet notes his entourage and leaves them be for a few patol cycles. When it becomes apparent they mean to follow him for awhile, he looks back and asks, "Hello children. Are you attempting to assist me in guarding the perimeter?"
 

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