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


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Cale Tomen, Halfling Rogue 2/ Transmuter 1

As the gnolls pass, Cale smiles quietly to himself and levels his crossbow at the nearest gnoll back. As he sees his companions open fire, he follows suit and looses two bolts. (Two bolts using Rapid Fire feat. Each is +6 to hit, 1d8+1d6+1 dmg)

As the crossbow releases the second bolt Cale hopes that somebody with more strength then himself has the presence of mind to subdue one of these foul things for questioning, but he doesn't vocalize his thought for fear of further revealing his position.
 

cale silences the second gnoll, before he can complete his thought of fleeing, and sinks a second bolt into the furry beast to make sure.


the party finds itself standing again in the deep woods and the beach, the uninterupted drumming seems to be coming from not more than 20 yards away.

mixed n with the drumming is a slow, rhythmic chant, it rises and falls with the drums. the chant is interrupted occasionally by yelping sounds in the same voice.


the gnols lay here and yonder through the battle scene, a jaw or hind foot still twitching occasionally. their battered scimitars rest at odd angles against their bodies or sink into the vegetation nearby.

loske jak and solomon notice that up ahead the woods seem to break, towards the sound of the chanting.
 

Loske: (Female/Half Elf/Ranger 3)

Loske looks upon the fallen scimitars as if they where made of platinum he hand reaching down for the banged and dingy handle with an almost loving touch. She singles with her eyes for the rest of her unarmed companions to grab weapons and whispered, “Leave the armor I doubt we will have time to remove it." Looking her comrades in the eyes she looks for their answers, "Shall we withdraw or press on?”

OOC: If theirs sheaths for the scimitar she will cut if free from the body, preferably threw the belt so that it will be easy to attach to her belt.
 

Cale Tomen, Halfling Rogue 2/ Transmuter 1

Cale looks up at those around him and makes a note that in the future, gnolls may be a one-bolt ordeal. "This chanting and whelping all seems a little strange. Jobis, shall we?" Cale glides into the brush silently.

OOC: Hide +14/MS +12, towards the chanting to check it out. I expect Jobis will follow, but if he doesn't I'll just go ahead on my own.
 

Kelkan: Halfling Wizard

"To find us later," Kelkan whispers urgently to Cale as he leaves the party, "look for a stretch of gnoll cloth tied with two extra knots on a tree near the beach. From there, enter the woods to look for our camp. That way we won't get lost."

Kelkan promptly cuts a long stretch of the cloth on one of the gnolls to make the sign he just imagined. Then signals to the remaining survivors.

"Please, let's keep advancing. There is no point trying to sacrifice one self here on this island. Lets keep looking for a suitable camping site through the woods, it will be harder to detect us from afar."
 

Cale Tomen, Halfling Rogue 2/ Transmuter 1

Cale nods at Kelkan. "Thank you. It's good to know that I can find my way back easily if there's trouble. That will help."
 

Jak Ogresticker

"I agree. Let's keep advancing. Once we have a defensible camp, we can explore these other options." Jak motions for the others to continue, as he watches carefully in the direction of the drums.
 

Edward Talmed

Edward follows the conversation that ensues after the death of the gnolls. As a plan is settled upon he moves out with the others, eager to escape the gnolls.
 

Putting his daggers back into their hidden sheathes Jobis smiles.

"Of course."

Taking care to avoid dry branches and to move under good cover he approaches the source of the strange noises.

(OOC: Hide&MS +10, keep distance, if situation appears threatening.)
 

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