World of Low'verok

[Guest 11456]

Spotting the smoke, Gaoi turns to the others.

"I guess we go that way? But what about the wagon? We can't just leave it here. Some could go directly and some could stay with the wagon and go indirectly."

 

[Thels]

Damien sighs. "Though I'd regret abandoning the wagon, we should stick together, just to be on the safe side."

 

[Jemal]

"I say we shouldn't be wasting time with the wagon. It has little value to us right now, we should leave it here and get there fast."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia graps her gear and says to Hisk, "Best we were off dear ones. We have people to save." Sha then starts off with Hisk.

 

[Thels]

Damien frees Breeze and Shine from the carriage and grabs his important belongings together. Leading the horses, he follows after Elexia, once looking back over his shoulders at his carriage.

 

[Starman]

Syrrian grabs his pack from the wagon, as well, and sets out with the rest of the party.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Hisk helps you conceal the wagon as best you can, then sets out along his "path." However it quickly becomes apparent that not only is it going to be slow going, but it's going to be utterly disgusting as well as slightly dangerous.*

*The shallowest ground he leads you on is a couple inches deep with mud, and the deepest is nearly waist-level. At least once he stopped Rokelsh from stepping on what appeared to be solid, sandy ground. Using a stick to demonstrate he showed that it was quicksand instead. Once marked, he warns you against stepping in what seems like solid ground in the swamp.*

*You struggle onward for most of the day, the smoke getting thinner and your bodies getting muddier. However it's clear that darkness is going to fall before you can get there.*

 

[Starman]

Syrrian looks up at the quickly darkening sky and then says, "I think we need to try and quicken our pace."

 

[Jemal]

After the umpteenth time he was pulled aside just before stepping into trouble, Rokelsh finally shakes his head and starts following slightly behind instead of insisting he be in the front.

"I've decided I highly dislike the swamp... Wet, muddy, deceptive, and much too confining. The sooner we are finished here the better." He was starting very much to miss the nice, dry, open desert.

 

[Thels]

Upon first reaching a really small path: Damien looks at the path ahead and at the horses he's leading forth. Looking at his companions, he addresses Rokelsh: "Rokelsh, the path's getting too thin for me to lead both horses. Would you mind to lead Breeze for me?"

"Yet we have to keep in mind that we might not make it before dusk, and I would really hate to move here in full darkness, so if anyone spots a good camping site, I'd suggest we spend the night there, how annoying it might be." Damien sighs, keeping his eyes open.