Remember the Cavindale! (As his betters, i think we have a duty to help him)
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Tumakhunter
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Jak Ogresticker
"The rest of you go ahead. I'll clean up behind us, make sure there aren't any traces left behind."
"The rest of you go ahead. I'll clean up behind us, make sure there aren't any traces left behind."
Brother Shatterstone
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Loske: (female/half elf/ranger 3)
Loske nodes her head in agreement to Jak’s comments and simply states, “I’ll lead the main party. Solomon, if you can manage why don’t you take the chest. Edward you’re like me in the fact that we are very lightly burdened so why don’t you and me grab a pile of meat and lets get off this beach.”
Loske nodes her head in agreement to Jak’s comments and simply states, “I’ll lead the main party. Solomon, if you can manage why don’t you take the chest. Edward you’re like me in the fact that we are very lightly burdened so why don’t you and me grab a pile of meat and lets get off this beach.”
Dakkareth
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Jobis binds some of the lizard meat and a few bones into a piece of cloth and ties it to his belt with a frayed strip of sail.
He then does as he proposed, scouting the area to the left of the party in order to lessen the danger of a gnoll patrol coming upon them.
Edit: Four hours of sleep are not enough to be able to post coherently. Hope, it's not to late to fix typos
He then does as he proposed, scouting the area to the left of the party in order to lessen the danger of a gnoll patrol coming upon them.
Edit: Four hours of sleep are not enough to be able to post coherently. Hope, it's not to late to fix typos
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Toskar (dw Fi3)
Toskar wiped the blood and sand from the borrowed daggers as he walked towards the halfing and handed the blades back to him hilts first.
"Me thanks t' ye fer the blades."
That done, Toskar fashioned a crude sack from some of the various strips of broken sail and placed the teeth, meat, and a few of the sturdier looking bones he had collected.
Standing near the rear with Jak, Toskar waited for the group to start going, and helped the ranger as best he could to clear the tracks they were leaving.
Toskar wiped the blood and sand from the borrowed daggers as he walked towards the halfing and handed the blades back to him hilts first.
"Me thanks t' ye fer the blades."
That done, Toskar fashioned a crude sack from some of the various strips of broken sail and placed the teeth, meat, and a few of the sturdier looking bones he had collected.
Standing near the rear with Jak, Toskar waited for the group to start going, and helped the ranger as best he could to clear the tracks they were leaving.
alsih2o
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the party spreads out (just like a lurp team 
) and moves up the beach at a gruelingly slow pace.
the sun is much hotter here than at home, and one would have to stop and ponder to figure whetehr or not you are better off wihtout your armor. the sea seems to lie there flatly as far as the eye can see and the palm trees are very foreign to even the most well travelled amongst you.
the main scouts slide through the forest relatively easily, the damp floor being mush more forgiving than a pine or hardwood forest.
then you see a bundle hanging in a tree up ahead. it has been missed by the eyes of the scouts, being only visible from the beach. it hangs like a big bell, except you can see light fuzzily through it. a bit closer and you can see it is a small humanoid in a cage hanging from a tree. the cage has smoe broad leaves woven into the top and a small metal gong hanging in it. the ground beneath it is covered in the terrible things that come out of imprisioned humanoids left in high hung cages and the stench fills the beach. the little beast is covered in patchy fur and as a near reptilian mouth. a small mallett dangles form his hand as he snores loudly.
at nearly the same time that he is spotted by the beach party you can hear drums start to beat not too far ahead, 2 of them matching rhythms off of one another.
*cha chum ba dududu cha chum ba dududu cha chum ba dududu*
) and moves up the beach at a gruelingly slow pace.the sun is much hotter here than at home, and one would have to stop and ponder to figure whetehr or not you are better off wihtout your armor. the sea seems to lie there flatly as far as the eye can see and the palm trees are very foreign to even the most well travelled amongst you.
the main scouts slide through the forest relatively easily, the damp floor being mush more forgiving than a pine or hardwood forest.
then you see a bundle hanging in a tree up ahead. it has been missed by the eyes of the scouts, being only visible from the beach. it hangs like a big bell, except you can see light fuzzily through it. a bit closer and you can see it is a small humanoid in a cage hanging from a tree. the cage has smoe broad leaves woven into the top and a small metal gong hanging in it. the ground beneath it is covered in the terrible things that come out of imprisioned humanoids left in high hung cages and the stench fills the beach. the little beast is covered in patchy fur and as a near reptilian mouth. a small mallett dangles form his hand as he snores loudly.
at nearly the same time that he is spotted by the beach party you can hear drums start to beat not too far ahead, 2 of them matching rhythms off of one another.
*cha chum ba dududu cha chum ba dududu cha chum ba dududu*
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