Swamp Trek III: The Search for Ter-raen

"They will be fine, friend. They have a better chance of encountering another beast like those then we will. and we will be away from the main conflict and upwind away from the stench."
 

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Weel Naxel, human cleric

"They will be fine, friend. They have a better chance of encountering another beast like those then we will. and we will be away from the main conflict and upwind away from the stench."

"Whether we wind up upwind or not -- heh, that was a bit funny, that, wasn't ... never mind. The point is, being too far away to help is exactly what I'm afraid of," Weel responds. "But I'm quite new to all this, so I'll depend on the experience of my betters, I suppose."
 

Richard wanders along behind Gildrim, trying his best to lend an eagle eye...
After the third time he tries to point something out that Gildrim has already noted in much greater detail the fighter begins to realize he's not only not helping... he's just slowing the tracker down.
"Well, I'm not much help, at least at seeing whatever it is you are looking for. I think I could help when we find the horses, but if you are experienced with that as well perhaps I'm just slowing you down?" The big human looks a bit uncomfortable, trying to work out what is best for the group and improves the chances of helping the tracker.
"So... should I head back, the trail is easy enough, or do you want me along just in case we scare up some more trouble?"
 

[sblock=OOC]Oh. I had a big post full of Gildrimese written just now, but it doesn't make sense if Gildrim and Richard have indeed headed off alone. Which is what I wanted them to do in the end, leaving the others to look after the party's own horses and as much of the wagon's goods as they can move. So in the interests of moving on:
taking 10, Gildrim gets a Survival check for tracking of 17[/sblock]"Nae, stay wi' me, lad. Ah can find ainimals, mebbe, but thay dinnae tak tae me sae weel," Gildrim answers. "Thay run awa', in th' main."
 

With a big smile the archeologist says to the priest, " Relax father, the boys will be fine. I wonder if we can hitch up my donkey and pull the wagon away from the fight sight?"
 

Gildrim finds that the large draft horses leave heavy footprints that are fairly easy to follow. The trail leads east toward the river, where, after perhaps half an hour of tracking, Gildrim and Richard come upon one of the horses, its harness tangled in the dangling branches of a willow tree. The other horse is wandering nearby, perhaps unwilling to leave its harness-mate. The tangled horse rolls its wide eyes, the whites showing, and struggles weakly against its bonds.

Meanwhile, back at the wagon, Karl examines the wagon. It is mostly sound, though standing on its side, but one of the wheels is completely smashes where the ground caved in beneath and the wagon's weight dropped suddenly on it. In order to move the wagon, the wheel will have to be replaced by a skilled wheelwright.
 

Karl sees the smashed wheel and groans in frustration. He then starts poking about looking for the most valueable contents (which inclundes the spice box).
 

Gildrim and Richard come upon one of the horses, its harness tangled in the dangling branches of a willow tree. The other horse is wandering nearby, perhaps unwilling to leave its harness-mate. The tangled horse rolls its wide eyes, the whites showing, and struggles weakly against its bonds.
"At this juncture, Ah ordinar' get tae graiplin' and sweirin'.. but a horse is a wee bit lairger than a gait," Gildrim observes. "If ye've a way wi' ainimals, noo's th' time."
 

Richard motions for Gildrim to stay put, then, turning to the dwarf, he quietly holds his finger to his lips as well, just to make sure.
With his back to the horse Richard returns his sword quietly to it's scabbard and gently slings his shield.
Looking around, Richard notes a clump of green grass and, with continued slow motions, pulls up a good portion.
Turning back to the horse that is loose at the riverbank, he will go quite wide of the captive horse if that is necessary.
He approaches the beast of burden with reassuring murmurs and the offer of green grass outstretched. If allowed, he will take quite some time in bringing this horse to bay, not pressing the issue until he is sure the beast is comfortable with his pressence. Since he has his own horse (who loves sweets) he will provide a few sugar-cubes to the large horse as a reward when it is calmed.
Then he will lead the horse back to his captive friend, and repeat the process of gathering the reigns of the second one.
Once that is done (hopefully) he will lead the horses back along their trail, but stay out of sight of the wagon.[sblock=cruchy bits]Handle Animal 16[/sblock]
 
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Weel Naxel, human cleric

Keeping his eyes peeled for more trouble, the cleric aids Karl in pulling out what valuables the wagon seems to have.
 

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