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

Loske: (Female/Half Elf/Ranger 3)

Loske looks slightly relieved that the others are been hospitable as she finally takes a sit next to the others… She listens with keen interest and pipes in when Lorte ask about the ghost maker, “Ghost Maker? Know we don’t know anything about them… Or pretty much anything to do with these islands.”
 

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"well, if the lot of you didn't seem so disoriented i would have thought one or all of you were the ghost maker. he, she, it is a "magical spirit" that supposedly lives on this side of the island,a nd battles the gnolls constantly."

"IT sets traps for them, picks them off when they are alone,a nd is said to have rescued several of our kind over the years"
 

Loske: (Female/Half Elf/Ranger 3)

Loske laughs lightly, “No, no, where not the Ghost Maker… Just wrong time wrong place, or well I guess in your case right time right place.” She flashes a charming smile, "Lorte, do you think you can travel now, and do you think you can guild us to your clan's lands?"
 


Loske: (Female/Half Elf/Ranger 3)

Loske nods her head and turns to face the others; "Okay if no body has anything else pending we need to make this place look just like it did last night. We need to get scrap of food, the tiniest piece of canvas and anything else that does not be long here and move. Someone uses this area for snares and I doubt its safe for us to stay. If when you're travailing you notice any woven vines," she raises her voice for the next part, "DO NOT TOUCH IT, and inform either me, Jobis, Cale, as the last thing I need to do is cut someone down that dangling from a tree.” Loske can’t help but smile at the thought of a halfling being shot putted over half the island from a snare gone awry. Feeling everyone watching her she turns to Lothe, “We don’t have many weapons but do you have a preference, now or sword?”
 


Swift

alsih2o said:
lorte- "i am an emerald elf. i have no need of a weapon. i AM a weapon."
"Young one, I admire your style, I to have honed by body into a weapon.Well then, we might as well get going, the longer we stay here the more likely we are to get caught."
 

Oh well, we take, what we get. These elves are probably a good choice, even if I don't like it. Two big headed elves are already two too many.

Grumbling slightly Jobis helps the others clean the area of the traces of their stay.

I wonder, when Kelkan will notice? I'd have thought, he'd be faster ... oh well.
 

Solomon

"We will be of best service to our cause when properly equiped. If we return you to your people, Lorte, will you help us return to ours? We will then press the fight against the gnolls and their allies with more effect."
 

Kelkan: Halfling Wizard

~This is getting confused. We should discuss our tactics and our longterm plans better in the future. Too many people voicing a final decision to the boy will confuse him and give him the opportunity of choosing to listen only to what interests him... There is no point in contesting the decisions now.

"Well, of course. I will clean this here... and there... Where do we put the food scraps already? We burn them?"

Kelkan then gets near Solomon. Looking up to the giant half-orc, he asks, the astrolabe on his extended hands:

"Solomon, would you keep carrying that box for a little longer? I hope I will be able to use that apparatus to help us find our way home."

"Does anyone know how to make a sling?"
 

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