The Scarab

After a few hours (and several stiff drinks) Hremelan will emerge from below decks. "Where to no', ev'ryone?" he says cheerily.
 

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OOC: apologies for the delay!

After the brief skirmish with the winged humanoids, Tchikkatlikkit guides the Diana carefully Northeast, around the village, and the East towards the treeline.

Within an hour or two, your party is crossing over the trees on the south bank at a gentle pace. The air is quiet and close- even the Planesail seems to ripple quietly.

Passing over the river, the Diana bears East and halts momentarily for Tchikkatlikkit to consult his charts.

When some of you note a few small barges poled by bronze-skinned humans down the river at a good distance, Tchikkatlikkit puts away the charts and guides the ship north. The Diana moves away from them, for safety.

By the time Hremelan emerges from below decks, you are flying over vast expanses of more trees. Desert mountains and dry mesa loom up towards the north.

(montage scene of the Diana flying over vast expanses of lush terrain and desert mesa.. flying over big sculpted rock formations and multicolored cliffs similar to the American southwest. The only lifeforms seen are a few herds of giant lizards passively munching on cacti and sunning themselves on the rocks. The scene ends on the brilliant pink and purple sunset that appears in the West. )

By evening, there is a meal served of bread and some kind of soup that was actually meant to be stew. Tchikkatlikkit shows you his charts in the candlelight of the galley.

"ccllk! xxxxzzzz. Thinks this is us, here.. chk. or .. here..kllklklklk. whoooop." He indicates a wide circular area about 20 miles in diameter on the map just south of the area marked 'Hautama Ruins' with one of his foreclaws.

"Too..klklklklk. crrk. dark to search now..Assuming. So.. tomorrow by sunrise?klk.. crrk. Or if better ideas? "
 
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"Sunrise tomorrow is jake as far as I'm concerned. I can't see in the dark anyhow." Ashan returns to his soup and bread.
 

"Tomorrow at sunrise, it is." Casandra says with a smile.

That night, she prepares the following spells. (She does her praying at sundown.)

create water, light, detect magic
detect secret doors, endure elements, comprehend languages
 


Hremelan scratches his head. What has he gotten himself into?

He didn't think adventuring would be this life-threatening. Ah well, tomorrow it is, then.

[ooc: Hremelan will prepare his normal alotment of spells]
 

"Might be an idea to keep a watch." Osric adds. "If we get any more of those flying blighters coming around, I want to know before they get on board."


OOC: I'll keep my current spell selection. Osric prepares his spells at sunrise.
 
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Casandra

"Good idea, keeping watch. We can all take a two hour shift to give everyone an 8 hour sleep. I'll volunteer for the first watch, or the last. "
 

"I'll take the first, if that's all right — unless someone who can see in the dark wants to pair with me for one of the middle watches..."
 

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