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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 3106900" data-attributes="member: 9255">THE CREATION SCHEMASEGMENT 26609/09/06“ALBANY GAMEDAY- Xen’drik PART IV”Further along the river’s edge the group begin to encounter a thick mist.  It is only about two-foot deep but for Jenner and Talina this is a lot.  Lennington becomes concerned about the quality of daylight also- more specifically- the lack of.  “What time do you think it is?” the Cleric of the Silver Flame asks Filzer Foe Tracker.“It should be Dawn but the darkness is not lifting.  Like this mist, it is unnatural.” Answers the Ranger.“There are many ‘unnatural’ events that occur quite regularly within Xen’drik.” Quips the know-it-all gnome.  “Including that.”  The sharp-eyed gnome stops and points ahead.  A large figure can be seen on the path overwhelmed in shadow.  Its huge thick arms appear to be reached out to its side.  Everyone stops in the mist and becomes quiet except for 241 and Jenner whom continue to talk about things they have seen thus far and why Warforged are at a disadvantage since they can not taste food.  After a few motions to stop and be quiet there comes a sharp “ShHHHHHH!” from Talina.They creep closer using the thick morning mist as cover and are very overwhelmed by the strong smell of death.  Undead is all they think at first then Talina stands upright and almost laughs.   Tarmac also.“What is it?  What is so funny?” demands the cleric.“Now that we are close enough to better see what lies ahead look again.” Says the Gnome while she points ahead.Looking closer, the group sees a giant that is rotting.  Bones appear along the ribs and face.  What were believed to be thick limbs are in fact two roped logs.  This giant tripped a trap DESIGNED for giants.  “Look alive, we have thinking foes ahead.”“How much longer until we reach that temple?” asks Tarmac of Jenner.“Soon.”The ranger looks closer at the body then follows where the trees were cut to set the trap.  “I figure this creature died within the last 3 days.  Let’s be careful.”  He looks through the tall grass leading to several large standing trees nearby.  Two well-hidden tracks are seen.   Medium sized humanoid wearing leather soled boots.  Drow?  “We need to be extra careful.  This looks like ….”CRASH THUD THUD THUD THUMP!The stealth minded ranger turns and sees the warforged warrior known as 2-4-1 retrieves his large rock.  He then “bowls” it down the path again.  “What by the Traveler are you doing!?!” admonishes the Gnome.“Checking for traps.  We can not be more careful.” And he rolls the rock again.  THUMP THUD THUD Everyone shrugs their shoulders and slowly follows the warforged as he retrieves his rolled rock.The ranger looks at the spectacle and thinks to himself- If the mysterious drow were in the area still they would know anyway.</blockquote>

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