Remember the Cavindale! (As his betters, i think we have a duty to help him)

[infax]

Kelkan: Halfling Wizard

~What kind of enormous creature could have caused this tracks? Are all animals in this strange land hu... STEW!~

Kelkan lifts his head amazed. Almost starts running towards the delicious smell of cooked meat, but finally keeps his position and tries to catch Cale's eye. If he manages to, he points to a tree, points to Cale and mimes climbing and then gazing towards the horizon.

Looking to his companions, the pleasant looking, softspeaking half-elf maiden, the brisk and authoritative elf and the "Swifthand" guy, Kelkan tries to determine if they have smelled the same as he. He points to his nose anyway, sniffs the air and then spells slowly, without a sound and articulating the best he can the letters S-T-E-W.

~Friend or foe? I wonder what kind of indigenes we will find on this island. Should be better to bring the others with us before we meet strangers or things can get even more awkward. Arr, I dread the dwarves' diplomatic abilities, but best not to exclude them from the opening of negotiations.~

 

[Tumakhunter]

Jak Ogresticker

"Thank you for the healing, friend. My name is Jak, called Ogresticker by some. I am a woodsdwarf and ogrehunter." Jak wanders towards the bodies on the beach, picking up the two knives that he finds.

"Carving that lizard is a great idea, stonebrother. Let's try to pack as much as we are able, for we don't know what lies in store for us," he says, beginning to search for a long, straight pole to use as a staff or spear shaft.

"Should we perhaps build a fire and set up camp here? Or do we want to hide in the woods more? We could maybe begin smoking some of this beast."

 

[Dakkareth]

Jobis: Male half-elven rogue 3

Although his larger size is somewhat detrimental to his sneaking skills at least Jobis can move faster than Cale, whose stature allows him to move with unrivaled grace and caution.

The tracks of giant animals are disturbing enough for someone, who spent most of his life in the city, but if it comes facing them he can always run - although he'd rather leave the elf behind than the halflings, which appear to be quite nice persons. Ironically it's probably the elf, who can run the fastest.

He probably looks down upon me, because he's a full, 'high' elf and my father was a human. I sure hope, he's the exception and my mother more like the rule ...

As the lovely smell of food washes over him Jobis echanges gazes with his companions and nods to Kelkan affirming his unspoken question. Then he points towards the source of the noises and looks at Cale questioningly.

He's better at sneaking than I am - sometimes being short has its advantages.

If Cale nods or makes other affirmative signs Jobis will continue sneaking towards the source of smell and noise (Hide&Move Silently at +10, Spot +3, Listen +1) trying to determine what is causing it and whether it's likely that there are enemies.

 

[infax]

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Edit: posted in the wrong thread, sorry.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loske: (Female/Half Elf/Ranger 3)

Looking at the large and deep tracks Loske is at lost for words as this is more of a threat than she wants to have to deal with especially in her naked state. She leans over the print her long red hair falling into her eyes but as only one accustomed to doing so she simply slides it from her eyes and tucks it behind her semi pointed ears.

OOC: : At this point I would like to make a wilderness check as though I’m sue I’ve never see one in person maybe I’ve heard some sort of “crazed” story that maybe have dealt with 6 foot tracks.

 

[Avatar_V]

Cale, Halfling Rogue 2/ Transmuter 1

Cale creaps into the woods by the stream, content that he's finally doing what he loves best. Sneaking around like this is almost enough to make him forget that he's stranded in an unknown land. That is until he sees the enormous footprints. His mind begins racing. Perhaps the three-towed one is from their meal, Lizzie. Perhaps. But this larger one; what manner of beast could that be? And then he smells the stew. It smells good to this hungry halfling and like Kelkan, he nearly breaks into a run. But, his spying instincts hold him back and he looks up at the others to make sure they've noticed it too. If we can smell the stew so strongly, whoever's making it can't be far off Cale muses. He holds up a hand for the others to stop and then a single finger with a slight bob of his head to indicate they should wait for a moment. Cale gets low to the ground and sneaks through the trees (+14 hide, +12 move silently) and goes forward until he can find out where the smell is coming from. He'd like to see who's making it, how many of them there are and if they're talking in a language he can understand, he'd like to know what they're talking about (if anything) (spot +1, +9 listen). If he can't get close enough to see or hear anything, he'll try to quietly climb a tree to get a better view (+6 climb), but he'd like to stay on the ground if possible because he knows that he's not as good at climbing as he is at being stealthy on the ground. Once Cale finds something out, he'll sneak back to his companions.

 

[Dakkareth]

Jobis: Male half-elven rogue 3

In spite of Cale's suggestion to stay put, Jobis decides to investigate the mystery. Using his greater speed (7.5' > 5') while sneaking he creeps around the hut in a bow approaching from another side as to not endanger the scouting party or Cale.


[OOC: Hide&Move Silently at +10, Listen +1, Spot +3]

 

[Macbeth]

Swift will stay put, waiting for the stealth types to return from scouting out the stew. He is however at the ready, expecting that whoever else lives on the island may not be all that friendly.

 

[Badger]

Toskar (Dw Fi3/Butcher 1)

Working quickly and as carefully as he could with the young priest, Toskar nodded his head in thanks to Jak's words.

<<Dwarven>>"As Moradin said to his children in the beginning, the world I have given to you. In all things are the tools to carve your path."

Trusting Jak understood the meaning in his words, Toskar wiped his bloody hands off on his pants and looked across Lizzie once more.

"In yer huntin', did ye learn how t' the wrap meat ye hunted? I can cut all day long, but without a means t' carry it, it won't do us a spit o' good."

 

[alsih2o]

cale and jobis both sneak forward relatively quietly. within 40 feet they become aware of a MASSIVE tower before them, it sems you have landed within a 1/2 mile of a rather large gnoll encampment. the tower is amde mostly of bamboo, and reaches some 30 feet into the air, it is manned (?) by at least 3 large dog headed beasties with bows, a large bell is obvious from this vantage point.

the encampment has high, weak walls of bamboo and owooden planks. through the slats of these planks you can see that the gnolls have harnessed a portion fo the local dinosaur population as beasts of burden.

it is very hard to get a tally of how many gnolls, or how big the camp is from this vantage point, but it is at least a few hundred gnolls.

beach crew-straight sticks are easy enough to find, as there are many palms trees on the beach, and some sailcloth can be gathered for wrapping meat