[The Mythar Resistance] On The Trail

Tau pulls up behind the other carriages and dismounts tieing the reigns to the back of Log's wagon. Approaching Uiim he says, "We need to find somewhere soon to hide out in. We cannot leave those poor villagers to the devises of those Mythar. We must hide and strike soon, before they have a chance to relay the information to other units in the area."
 

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Uiim shakes his head, "No. We have done all we can for them. We cannot save everyone, though I admire your heart for wanting to try; it mirrors mine. For now, we must ride - we have an importan meeting to attend to, and we cannot be delayed by entanglements..."
 

As you resume, the sun rises higher and the heat lays down upon your heads as you refrain from looking back. Back... the only place it seems you can never go.

The day is long and somber. But soon the sun sinks behind the trees, and the coolness of night descends. As you make camp the many sounds of the forest add some much needed relief to the quiet of the ride.

Log begins to sift through the food supplies but quickly becomes unsatisfied with the rations. However, Nassitch brings down a wild turkey with a well placed shot as he explores around the camp, and with a bit of seasoning from Log's cooking parentage, you turn the grueling thought of more hard rations into a filling and flavorful platter of food.

OOC: Just some more flavor time for you all. You'll basically have two more days of travel time between now and the meeting. If everyone could check in with an IC post, it'd be nice.
 

*Kromgron eats slowly and without much thought, which is unusual for normally the dwarf is quick to praise for a good meal, and always pays close attention to his food.*

"'Tis quiet varmit... so very quiet tonight..." he murmurs, stroking Kimble's head absently.
 

Osric rises after finishing his meal and gingerly rubs down his bruises. "I'm turning in early," he says. "I'll take the early morning watch." He checks over all of his gear, making sure Seamus and Feargal are situated for the night, then crawls into his rack and is soon asleep.
 

Nassitch (Kobold) Ranger/Egoist 2/3, unhurt, 9pps remaining

Nassitch was pleased with himself for bagging the turkey. He had hoped to get a second one . . . and might of if he hadn't thought he heard other movement in the forest that scared him - but his friends didn't need to know about a scaredy cat kobold.

"Still got the wishbone!" Nassitch said happily. "We should let it dry and make a wish tomorrow. Now Kimble, no eating the wishbone . . . okay?"

That said he curled up next to Kimble for warmth and settled in.
 

Layonarai Leafrunner - Female Elf Spirit Shaman 5

As the group stops the first time, Layonarai stays in her wagon but speaks to Olivia. "When we stop for the night I can tend to the wounded."

Later as the group stops for the night Layonarai checks those that are wounded and applies any needed healing.

After dinner, Layonarai heads to her bed in her wagon for sleep. The next morning she retrieves a new set of spells for the day.

OOC:
Healing +14
6 first level spells left that can be used as Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 vitality + 5 wound
3 third level spells left that can be used as Cure Moderate Wounds: 2d8 vitality + 5 wound
Layonarai spells for the next day:
Spells Retrieved (3/3/1/1)
0th- Create Water, Cure Minor Wounds, Purify Food and Drink
1st- Cure Light Wounds, Entangle, Magic Stone
2nd- Summon Nature’s Ally II
3rd- Call Lightning
 

Uiim notices how the mood has changed dramatically from the night previous, despite the unexpected and royal treat of Nassitch's turkey. The old gnome thanks the kobold for his fine and true shot and tells everyone that he is deeply proud of them and their actions this day. Finally, he adds that they should each remember those from the town in their thoughts, prayers and meditations. He then retires to bed, somewhat glumly.

His fitful sleep is filled with dreams of blood and screams...
 

It is fairly obvious that Tau needed no reminder to keep the town in his thoughts. While the others may hesitate to turn their gaze back, his always finds its way there. He feels truely helpless to aid those they had entertained only yesterday. Hopefully they will get a chance to even things out in the near future and make those Mythar pay.

[ooc: did I miss something, what meeting are we heading towards? apologies if I have just forgotten something.]
 


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