Shades of Netheril (2)

[Jemal]

OOC: I'm assuming Alexander is back at full strength and re-dressed in his armour.

IC: Alexander nods as he glances at the Caravan. "I shall take point, perhaps seeing a knight in the lead of the group will dissuade any hostilities.. One way or another."

 

[djrdjmsqrd]

Onwards...

Gavin continues his travels in silence save when words are needed. Leaving his robes tightly around his figure so no part of him is exposed. Upon seeing the caravan he turns torwards his allies, "I think it to be best if some of us goe ahead and make contact, while the rest of us remain hidden incase of trouble."

Smirking to himself, Never know what could happen...

"Better to keep some of us in ambush incase things go wrong."

 

[Uriel]

Jasper, once he's sure Alexander is OK,asks amongst the other party members, and the rescued Folk if there are any Dwarven Ruins in the Anaraoch Desert.

 

[Capellan]

"Your idea has merit, Gavin. And who better to remain hidden than our stealthiest member?" I turn to the others, "Does anyone else wish to remain with Gavin?"

 

[National Acrobat]

OOC: I have max ranks in Diplomacy, plus a decent charisma. Arcanra will head down into the camp with those who are going.

"I will go into the Oasis. I would see who is there and what sort of information we can garner, firsthand."

 

[Felvon Tavor]

As Arcanra and company approach the Oasis over the dune, (Gavin and your guide remain hidden) Arcanra's eyes pick out some figures in what appear to be shackles moving around the fire. As soon as this is noticed, a shout goes out among the camp, and several heavily armed men in leather come scrambling out towards the party. Your company approaches with weapons drawn.

 

[Capellan]

I remain towards the back of the group, weapons ready, and keeping an eye on what the people still at the camp site are doing: don't want them circling around behind us while we talk.

 

[Jemal]

Alexander will remain near the front, looking as knightly as possible atop his fair steed.

 

[National Acrobat]

"Hmm, Slavers or at least those who traffic in flesh it appears. Unsavory perhaps. "Hmm, Arcanra whispers to his comrades. Whomever they are, they may traffic in the flesh trade."

 

[EvilMountainDew]

Tores being the weakling mage he is goes to the back of the group, "I don't want to take the fun away from you guys... but, since they are charging us, I could throw down some caltrops and we could riddle them with arrows! I also got a nasty spell that sends the caltrops flying into the air, but I won't do that for fear it might hurt us as bad as them!"

If party likes caltrop idea:

Pulls out bow and goes toward the front.

If party dislikes caltrops:

Pulls out bow and goes to back.