Q'Barra: Facing Truth


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Involuntarily wincing every time he hears the crack of snapping undergrowth beneath Catherine's halberd, Sepoto finds himself actually flinching with the repeated snorts of the warhorse and Darrick's grunted invective. It pained him, but stealth was likely useless anyway. Every bushbaby or frilled lizard that scuttled away in the foliage reminded him that their every step was likely being observed regardless of his companion's frustrations with the undergrowth.

Sepoto smirks, imagining the scene taking place twenty yards or so to the south of where he skulks along and can't help but chuckle to himself.

A warhorse...heh....

[SBLOCK] Listen Check = 16
Spot Check = 18
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Progress is rather slow through the forest, by the time night begins to fall, they have covered perhaps four miles of the jungle.

Charles, Kaelan and Catherine had noticed that there seemed to be a bit more animal action on this day, in particular they had seen an eagle on a few occasions. There was nothing unusual about it, except that it was the first bird the group had seen since they left the Academy.

Nothing and no one approached them, and the group found a relatively clear spot in the jungle to make camp. The foliage seemed to be less dense in this area, and they hoped that they were close to their goal.

As they rested and prepared for sleep, they heard a few animal noises, which was both an odd development and a welcome change.

(Since Trebuchet did not expend any spells, I will just assume that he kept watch all night, unless someone else wants to take a turn.)
 


The night passes uneventfully. Trebuchet remained alert and on guard the whole night, but from what he could tell there was nothing out of the ordinary. He did note that there did seem to be more insect activity, as he could finally hear their buzzing noises in the early morning hours.

Once the group had broken camp, they resumed their noisy trek through the jungle. Steadfast was obviously not happy with this development, and Darrick had to remain off his mount and help guide Steadfast through the foliage.

By afternoon, the jungle opened up a bit, and the group once again noticed a distinct lack of any type of noise of movement.

They paused, and had to decide what to do. By their estimation, the group had traveled between five and eight miles East of Havenwood. It was quite possible that they could be near the Children's camp. Or not. John Kassel had been unable to give them a real answer about the location of the Children.

(Decision time: what will the group do? Also, new spot and listen checks, please.)
 

"It's not," Darrick says wanly, "That I'm not enjoying this trek through the jungle." He pauses, wiping sweat from his brow, "But it seems we need a rather more focused plan at this juncture."

Seating himself on a fallen tree, he take a long drink from his waterskin and spends a moment considering. "Perhaps," he offers, "We should make a temporary base camp here. This would allow our scouts to...well, scout. Simple reconnaissance, to find where the 'Children' are operating from. Once we know that, and what their defenses are like, we can come up with a proper plan of attack. That's...ah, more my area of expertise.

"Charles, Sepoto, Kaelan...I can only bow to your expertise in this matter. What do you three think of my scheme? If I may so dignify it."


[sblock]Spot and Listen are 14 and 12, respectively.[/sblock]
 

"No offense to you Darrick, Catherine says while wiping the sweat from her brow, but perhaps next time we are in the jungle, you could leave Steadfast at the stable? I doubt Dol Arrah approves of her holy weapon being used as a gardening tool."

After Darrick mentions the idea of a base camp, Catherine nods enthusiatically while walking over to Darrick's tree stump. "That's a great idea. We can fortify the camp, while they patrol the area. I could use a break anyway." She leans in to Darrick, "Besides none of them realizes how unsuited these heavy armors are for exploring the damn jungle, am I right?"

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Listen 8, Spot 22
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Yeoman said:
"No offense to you Darrick, Catherine says while wiping the sweat from her brow, but perhaps next time we are in the jungle, you could leave Steadfast at the stable? I doubt Dol Arrah approves of her holy weapon being used as a gardening tool."
Steadfast snorts, pawing angrily at the underbrush, and Darrick sighs. "Duly noted," he agrees wearily. "This hasn't been much fun for either of us, has it?"

After Darrick mentions the idea of a base camp, Catherine nods enthusiatically while walking over to Darrick's tree stump. "That's a great idea. We can fortify the camp, while they patrol the area. I could use a break anyway." She leans in to Darrick, "Besides none of them realizes how unsuited these heavy armors are for exploring the damn jungle, am I right?"
"Terribly so," he agrees with a laugh. "But at least the thorns haven't troubled us overmuch."
 

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