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<blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6283318" data-attributes="member: 6696971">Its the first of the two.Your ears attune to the information the crash of the falls is sending you.&nbsp; You can tell by the frequency and tenacity of the sound that it is not terribly steep, perhaps 20 feet or so.&nbsp; Regardless, its going to be a nasty ride and you're sure of it as you and your raft crest the precipice and you get a look at the scattered rocks and rushing rapids that await you below.As your grip tightens on and your core loosens to receive the energy of the impact, you take a deep breath.&nbsp; Your body is swallowed by the deluge as your raft strikes the water...but it holds together.&nbsp; However, you are dashed repeatedly on underwater rocks, your ribs, then your shoulder, and finally your head as you and your raft roll repeatedly.&nbsp; Your barge pole is long lost to the spirit of the river.&nbsp; The last shot to the head has taken its toll and you're mind is foggy *.&nbsp; Your subconscious and muscle memory takes over and you are vaguely aware of the cold, the rolling, crashing, rising, falling...and the endless churning sounds of the river.&nbsp; You know not how long this goes on but the sensory information of granular silt, assuredly washed ashore during flooding, brings you back.&nbsp; Your face and chest, pressed against it, feels its warmth as you claw yourself with one hand out of the river and absent-mindedly bring your damaged raft with your other hand.&nbsp; A voice, in an ugly form of broken common, abruptly stirs you to alertness, &quot;Looks a meat to go with thems taters we ripped from them river folk.&nbsp; Course after I have her first...&quot;&nbsp; The feel of cold metal under your chin draws your eyes upward.&nbsp; A grungy fellow with a scraggly beard, smelling of all manner of filth, looks down at you through a mostly toothless, grotesque smile.&nbsp; Behind him are 4 men, one relieving himself against a tree while the other 3 are setting up camp.[sblock]* I'm going to need an Primary Skill Endurance check at the medium DC.&nbsp; If you fail at this you will start this encounter Bloodied.&nbsp; If you succeed then you are just down a Healing Surge worth of HPs.&nbsp; If you wish to attempt to parlay, you can do so by deploying a relevant skill.&nbsp; Nonetheless, you will need to roll initiative.&nbsp; If it escalates to combat, I will attach a battle map.[/sblock][TABLE=&quot;width: 500&quot;][TR][TD]3/8 success (1 high DC)[/TD][TD]1/3 failure[/TD][TD]1 advantage remaining[/TD][/TR][/TABLE]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manbearcat, post: 6283318, member: 6696971"] Its the first of the two. Your ears attune to the information the crash of the falls is sending you. You can tell by the frequency and tenacity of the sound that it is not terribly steep, perhaps 20 feet or so. Regardless, its going to be a nasty ride and you're sure of it as you and your raft crest the precipice and you get a look at the scattered rocks and rushing rapids that await you below. As your grip tightens on and your core loosens to receive the energy of the impact, you take a deep breath. Your body is swallowed by the deluge as your raft strikes the water...but it holds together. However, you are dashed repeatedly on underwater rocks, your ribs, then your shoulder, and finally your head as you and your raft roll repeatedly. Your barge pole is long lost to the spirit of the river. The last shot to the head has taken its toll and you're mind is foggy *. Your subconscious and muscle memory takes over and you are vaguely aware of the cold, the rolling, crashing, rising, falling...and the endless churning sounds of the river. You know not how long this goes on but the sensory information of granular silt, assuredly washed ashore during flooding, brings you back. Your face and chest, pressed against it, feels its warmth as you claw yourself with one hand out of the river and absent-mindedly bring your damaged raft with your other hand. A voice, in an ugly form of broken common, abruptly stirs you to alertness, "Looks a meat to go with thems taters we ripped from them river folk. Course after I have her first..." The feel of cold metal under your chin draws your eyes upward. A grungy fellow with a scraggly beard, smelling of all manner of filth, looks down at you through a mostly toothless, grotesque smile. Behind him are 4 men, one relieving himself against a tree while the other 3 are setting up camp. [sblock]* I'm going to need an Primary Skill Endurance check at the medium DC. If you fail at this you will start this encounter Bloodied. If you succeed then you are just down a Healing Surge worth of HPs. If you wish to attempt to parlay, you can do so by deploying a relevant skill. Nonetheless, you will need to roll initiative. If it escalates to combat, I will attach a battle map.[/sblock] [TABLE="width: 500"][TR][TD]3/8 success (1 high DC)[/TD][TD]1/3 failure[/TD][TD]1 advantage remaining[/TD][/TR][/TABLE] [/QUOTE]

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