Q'Barra: Into the Emerald Forest - Part II

Eff Flat : Male Warforged Bard 4

Eff Flat ponders the term, lek'sshareth. He tries to remember if he can recall any information about the subject.

OOC: Bardic Knowledge 22
 

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Eff Flat recalls a tavern in Korth. The Closed Fist. The owner had promised the bard that he could use the stage one evening to display his talents, but when the time came, the stage was already occupied by some sort of lecture. When asked why, the owner merely shrugged and looked aggressively uninterested. Lacking anything better to do, Eff Flat settled into the back to watch along with an audience comprised chiefly of students from the nearby campus of The Twelve.

The topic of the lecture was the physiology of reptilian humanoids, illustrated with a dissected and preserved kobold. Although much of the content was couched in scholarly terms above Eff Flat’s head, it was nonetheless interesting. The lecturer spoke extensively on the importance of scent in communication among the reptilians, noting that most species were able to detect a far greater range of smells than mammalian humanoids. As an example, he cited the lizardfolk’s lek’sshareth, commonly believed to be spiritual leaders. The lecturer contended that they actually guide many of the tribe’s activities through pheromones, stimulating changes in reproduction, food gathering, and aggression as necessary. This theory was met by much derision and merriment by the crowd.
 

After taking everything in and watching Gurven head to the North, Sanae looks back at the group.

"We have taken too long now, even if we go back the trail will be cold, and without Xavier's skills, I do not think we will be able to follow it. I think we should continue on to the village, we can see if any survivors remain. And perhaps we will find some clues as to their current location or what they fled from." She paused before continuing. "I am sorry they were chased from their homes, but that did not give them the right to attack the plantation. And it gave them no right to kill the plantation workers or Xavier and Borden. We must not forget that, we cannot."

She crossed her arms over her chest and looked to the others.
 

Dargin bows and accepts the gift of the Broken Bone sticks. "I thank you for this gift and will use them to protect those in danger."

Dargin weighs the matter at hand carefully. On one hand, knowing what happened at the village would help them understand why the lizardfolk are raiding and would certainly help their negotiations with the tribe. On the other hand, any delay could likely result in the death or serious harm to their comrades. "The lizard sacrafices its tail to save the body" Grandfather Raven says crypticly. Dargin's brow furrow. "We don't have tails... oh wait, yes I see. The others." He looks up at the others with a grim expression. "I am thinking we continue to the village of the lizardfolk. We should go and see what the bugs from the ground are. Knowing what drove off the lizardfolk will help us understand them. Gurven is saying that they are not known for cruelty, so the others may be alright for a time. The spirits have a reason for putting us on this path. I will follow whatever course we choose though."
 

Erin

Erin suddenly curses beneath her breath. Unusual for her, as she tries to maintain manners no matter the adversity. She seems more tense than normal. Perhaps her fear for her friends weighs more heavily on her mind than she lets on.

"My mistake, that magic will only work if I'm fairly close," Erin sighs loudly. "Five hundred feet should do it, but that's nothing in this jungle."

Erin nods at Dargin. "I agree. I vote for the village first."
 

"I can speak their language well enough so translation shouldn't be an issue. I don't believe that it is a good idea to double back to try and pick up the trail at this point. There is no way we'll catch up with them now. I think our best bet is to find their village, and try and pick up their trail from there. After hearing the other points of view, Matilda nods. "It seems like we have decided. To the village then."

Matilda draws her blade, and motions forward. "Let's go, we are wasting time standing around here."
 

He has no name, warforged warrior

The warforged listens to his companions in silence. When they are done, turns to the old hermit.

""I understand. Thank you for all you have done, and all that you have given us.'

hhnn returns his attention to his companions. The warforged does not expect to be able to change their minds, but he cannot just let this happen without trying.

"While we investigate the abandoned village, the dusk will continue to raid the estate. Our agreement is to stop the raids. With what we know now, we have a way to do that. Going to the village offers nothing but uncertainties. The creatures that drove off the dusk were strong enough to overwhelm a tribe. What good will it serve if we too are overcome? What make you so sure you will be able to walk way from there?

"I too am curious to see what lies in the village. But it makes more sense to find the dusk first. Put a stop to the raids. That is what we took coin to do. The dusk can tell us about the creatures in the village. And perhaps we can join forces to return the land to them."


But if the others are determined to go to the village first, the warforged falls in with them on the path to the village.
 

Sanae turns to No Name, "While I understand what you are saying, I must ask, do you have skills that we are unaware of? Are you able to track a completely cold trail? Do you know your way around these woods? If not, then there is absolutely no point in going back to the plantation. If we cannot find them in the woods, then what good does that serve? What good is there in getting lost in the jungle? If we go to the village there is the chance of finding survivors, there is the chance of finding a more well-used trail to their new living area, there is the chance of finding anything. Going back to the plantation serves no purpose but to waste time."

With that said, she looks to the others. "Are you all ready to continue to the village? Do you require rest?"
 

Addressing the no named warforged "Besides ah...whatever the nine hells your name is, you are outvoted at least 4 to 1, so unless you intend on doubling back yourself....let's get moving.

Turning to the others, but addressing the no named warforged as well. "Does anyone have a name for him? It's hard to talk to someone without a name.
 

Erin

"Call him Nameless, that should be sufficient."

Erin turns to Nameless, and places her hand on his metal arm.

"Valid reasons, my friend. But Sanae is right. Let's go with no further delay."
 

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