Rhun's Weekend Game - Dwellers of the Forbidden City - IC Thread

[Kobold Stew]

The lizardman nods, and proceeds into the city.

 

[Shayuri]

"We are thinking like humanoids," Talshia announces. "That could get us into trouble. You there...Sandor. The yuan-ti are not related to your people exactly, but you both have kinship to watery places and reptiles. Tell me...if YOU were to construct a dire fortress to unnameable gods around here, where would YOU put it?"

 

[Kobold Stew]

Sandor smiles, "I'd put it in the swamp..."

 

[Falkus]

"You have a point," agreed Seril, with a slight nod of his head.

 

[industrygothica]

"Then let us stop here," Abel says. "We can make adequate preparations and go there, since we all believe that we will end up there anyway. If nothing else, we can at least scout the area."

 

[Rhun]

The trails proceeds out through the marshy terrain. The ground is soft and muddy, and pools of stagnant water stand about. The rushes and cattails and other plantlife grow high and dense here, often over your heads. Thus, visibility in this area is not all that great. The stink of the bog lingers over the place.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Sandor enjoys the feel of the cool mud squelching through his hindclaws. He walks first, but just slightly off the trail, trusting his balance and his familiarity with the terrain will not slow the party down. If it proves to do so, he will forego the muddy pleasure and return to the trail.

 

[Shayuri]

Newly visible, Talshia's face is squinched in distaste as she picks her way through the bog, trying to find the shallowest places with each footstep.

"Vile...wretched place. How can you -bear- slogging through all this?" she mutters rhetorically. "Next time...a flying carpet. Or flight spell. Enchanted steed...yes..."

 

[Falkus]

"I've seen worse," Seril commented, as he made his way through the swamp, while taking care to keep his bow dry. "I had to track a hunter through a large bog near the forest of my home in order to pass a test the other ranger's had set for me."

 

[Rhun]

The rail leads for several hundred feet to the north-northwest, bringing you to the shoreline of a murky lake. Cattails and other such growth are dense along the shore, and flies and mesquitos swarm about in large numbers.

The trail appears to split, one fork heading around the lake to the north, the other to the southwest.