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

[alsih2o]

ooc/ the sinking of the cavindale is what made the theocracy muster up you folks, you weren't on it. there were no survivors from the cavindale /ooc

"magus, eh? you may just be the man to make some sense of my papers. and maybe make sense of some of the detritus from the gnolls too."

"not that way, over here" he says, moving some brush aside. "we take the steep slope, the gnolls fear it now, we will be safer."

and he heads teetering into the brush...

 

[Manzanita]

Solomon

Solomon silently falls into line behind Murrell and follows him, sword drawn.

 

[alsih2o]

murrell leads the way muttering to himself silently, then turns and looks to the group as the brush thickens with a "sh" expression and continues onward.

about 200 yards down the trail he stops, and points out a woven loop on the ground and motions you to walk around it. he also points out a hastily covered pit trap.

he begins moving slower, making "shhh" motions, and eventually peks out from a large palm, snickers and bit and bids you all to look around it and see...

 

[infax]

Kelkan: Halfling Wizard

OOC: Sorry. I didn't gather that from our introductory post. Btw, it could be nice if there was some kind of resource to allow us to acquaint us a little better with the world we are playing in. If it exists already, notify us.

Kelkan follows gingerly the bearded and weary human in those lush woods. It is hard to concentrate on the dangers around with a potential source of eldricht knowledge so near.

Distracted, Kelkan is oblivious to the sign from Murrell and only the change in steps of his companions and a bump into the back of Jak, moving slowly to get around the trap, saves Kelkan to falling into the device.

It is with anticipation that Kelkan finally looks around the bushes as instructed by Murrell to see...

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loske: (Female/Half Elf/Ranger 3)

Loske rolling her eyes as she fallows behind Kelkan to look behind the bushes her hand upon her sword hilt half way expecting an ambush from in front or from behind.

 

[Macbeth]

Swift

Swift follows the party through the jungle, not sure why we are trusting the old man so easily, but also aware that the group has made its decision, and that he will follow the group. The only thing worse then being stuck ont his island with this bunch would be being stuck on this island alone.

 

[Macbeth]

Swift

Swift moves forward, trying to get a good look at whatever the drunken man finds son interesting.

 

[alsih2o]

peeking around the edge of a large palm bush you see a snare trap, a small loop of vine meant to throw a man off his feet and into the air. it has captured a gnoll and flung him through the air and into a large collection of planks covered in sharpened stakes. sevral gnoll skketelons hang in various states of disrepair from the sharp stakes, and one living gnoll, his body slowly oozing fluids down the spikes that drips onto the ground below.

the gnoll is obviously in great pain, and near his last breath.

murrell giggles uncontrollably.

"i may be getting older, but i still know what i am doing! not much further now"

and he pushes on, ignoring the quiet whiperings of the gnoll....

ooc/ background coming, looking for it /ooc

 

[Manzanita]

Solomon Kreel

Solomon will move forward and thrust his greatsword through the Gnoll's heart - ending its pain.

 

[alsih2o]

the man wanders a bit more, always careful to point out pitfalls and snares, and eventually comes to a particularly thick spot in the undergrowth.

he whistles, not a human sounding whistle, but one that sounds just like some of the colorful birds in the trees. he looks up and a rope made of vines drops, uncoiling slowly as it falls. from the spot where the rope dropped you see the ehad of a rather large parrot peek over the edge. in a deep, very unparrotlike voice it intones "su fracticta kerme somo raun!"

he smiles a big smile that shows his pride

"i am the ghostmaker!" he says "it's hand over hand from here fellas"

and he issues up the rope, ascending into the trees.

ooc/ unless i get an objection early tomorrow i will assume you all follow./ooc