The Treasure of the Tierra Padre... [Knight Otu Judging]

[Xael]

Almayce nods to everyone present and leaves after others to get some sleep at the Inn. He returns at early morning, riding his own (black) horse which already packed some supplies of his own. Entering the courtyard, he greeted Oirhandir with a nod. "That's a nice collection of supplies. We seem to be well-prepared at least.", he says while looking at the supplies. "Did you get far before you were forced to turn back last time?"

 

[El Jefe]

"Did you get far before you were forced to turn back last time?"

The morning was going well. "Greetings, friend!", spoke Oirhandir. "We got a long day's ride from here, but it took us two days to get there as we had to discover the way as we went. We found an old road...little more than a path now...that should allow us to reach that camp tonight if we can be on our way."

 

[Manzanita]

Ignatious

"Yes, I'm very interested in hearing about your last trip. Did you meet any competition? Traps? other obsticles?"

 

[El Jefe]

Oirhandir spyed the halfling following the grey elf priest through the gate.

"Not much to tell, Ignatious", he replied. "The old map showed a mill on the road to Fallon, on the River Roars. Now, the road that exists today doesn't go anywhere near the river, but years ago apparently it did. We didn't know that, so we took the road to Lathirn and camped just this side of the bridge over the Roars. Some of our party noticed a path leading east along the riverbank, but didn't think it worth mentioning to the rest of us. The next day, we crossed over the Roars and followed the south bank upstream to the Gallgo. The Gallgo is shallow but wide, and it was midday before we were all across. The swamp began on the east bank of the Gallgo, and it was a wet, mucky trip up the south bank of the Roars. Near dusk, we found the ruins of the old mill. All but the foundation was gone, but a sturdy dam still spanned the Roars! The water over the dam was only ankle deep, so we used it as a bridge to get to the north bank and a dry place to make camp. That night we were attacked by a swarm of tiny vipers...I think they live in the swamp and swam the river to get us. We drove them off, but not before they filled our mage, Calamar, with venom. The next morning, we followed the "path", which was the old road to Fallon, back to the bridge over the Roars, and thence back here. That's it." He ended with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Had we not been molested, we'd have crossed back over the dam in the morning, and started searching the interior of the swamp for the treasure."

 

[Zweischneid]

Razir shuffles into the courtyard wearing yesterdays crinkled clothes, looking neither very refreshed nor well rested. He splashes his face with cold water from a bucket near the stables before squinting irritated at the actually not to bright morning sun.
Only then he walks over to inspect his new and very first own horse, his expression a curious mix of excitement and suspicion.

"The swamp began ..., and it was a wet, mucky trip ... The water over the dam was only ankle deep, ... That night we were attacked by a swarm of tiny vipers... I think they live in the swamp and swam the river to get us. ... they filled our mage, Calamar, with venom... That's it."

"An honest mans work is the Grim Dealers game" the Half Elf rasps under his breath, drawing up his hood to shield his bloodshot eyes against the sun.

"I for one hate snakes!" he adds while patting his new steed. "As I'm sure you do too, ... hmm .. what actually would be your name horse, eh?"

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Yeah, we'll probably just time-jump, like in a normal game. Unless there is something you want to do with Gath (Like steal his money once he's drunk)

Not much use in robbin Gath before he got payed, is there... *chuckle*

 

[Manzanita]

Ignatious

"So, it sounds like we should be able to retrace your steps to where the old mill was. We need to all be prepared for snakes. Did they seem magically enhanced? If not, if we all carry torches, and keep a good fire going at night, hopefully we'll be OK. Perhaps the purchase of some anti-venum would be a good idea before we set out. Perhaps some shovels would also be of use."

 

[Gurdjieff]

"Yeah, we should be able to backtrack fairly fast. The old mill was a good confirmation that the map is real.
The snakes were easily scared off by the flames of the torches, but by then they had already inflicted enough bites on Calamar. Anti-venom might be a very good idea indeed."

 

[El Jefe]

Oirhandir glanced around. Almayce, Ignatious, Razir, Rogier...where was Gath? How does one misplace a half-orc, even in this town? And what could the brute be doing at this hour, save maybe sleeping off a hangover?

"Anti-venom might be a very good idea indeed."

The elf tensed. Hadn't Rogier already taken care of this? Oirhandir feared the little band was falling apart before it had even started.

"Ah, has anyone seen Gath? Razir, do you know if he is still at Joe's tavern?", inquired the elf. "We need to assemble and be off. And Rogier, you know as well as I how far it is to that mill. We should try to reach the bridge over the Roars by midday, if we can. Can we procure this anti-venom without wasting half the morning?"

Oirhandir hoped he hadn't come across as too short-tempered with his new companions. But then he recalled Rupert's admonitions about competition, holding his tongue as he did so. He'd save that reminder in case someone insisted on tarrying longer.

 

[Manzanita]

OOC: Antitoxin costs 50 gps. Iggy could afford to buy one dose. Can we say he can get this done before we leave?

 

[Zweischneid]

"Ah, has anyone seen Gath? Razir, do you know if he is still at Joe's tavern?", inquired the elf. "We need to assemble and be off. And Rogier, you know as well as I how far it is to that mill. We should try to reach the bridge over the Roars by midday, if we can. Can we procure this anti-venom without wasting half the morning?"

Razir winces slightly under Oirhandirs inquiring gaze, feeling again the shame of guilt and accusation that's been part of the Half Elfs life for much too long.
"uh.. I.. that place I remember last, I don't think that was the Red Dragon.. or was it? ..those Half-Orcs sure brew some vile schnaps.."

Massaging his temples to ease his headache Razir tries to recall last nights events
"I.. um.. think we split when that one-eyed dwarfen fellow joined.. yes that's it.. sun was already coming up.. no hold it.. there was that redhaired barmaid, and.."

Shrugging clearly embarassed the Half-Elf adds even more quietly and defensively than usual.
"Well I guess I just don't know. Didn't look like that one needed someone to watch over him really."

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Ooc:
Antitoxin is certainly out of my league financially