World of Low'verok

[Ashy]

Drax sees the warrior woman pick up a stone, and grabs a handful, putting them in one of his empty sacks.

Looking around the group, Drax asks.

"Ssshould we go down, or out into the desssert? My dream held a sssmall town and a woman with many teeth. I have no rope to climb.

Pottofer looks at the lizardman, "A town, ya say? My dream showed a cool forest, wit' grass an' a pond." The rotund priest looks around, wiping sweat from his blubbery brow, "But since I don't see none o' that, I'd say a town'd be right nice 'bout now..."

 

[Ashy]

"Heard about it," Virgil says. "Not a good place, monsters are supposed to come out of it from time to time. That's what the desert natives here train for, monster-hunting. They say nobody who has gone in there has ever come out, and nightmares here sometimes come true."

The water genasi shivers, despite the oppressive heat. "Ya need ta stop listenin' to them crazies in ever' town we go through, Virgil. All that babble's rottin' yer head-guts..."

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

Shar shrugs at Drax's words. "Even if we had rope - the White Mother's bondmount wouldn't be able to climb it."

She gestures behind them. "I think we have little choice but to go that way...." She looks a bit uneasy when Virgil says that sometimes nightmares come true, and she rubs her neck again.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia

"Well there's nothing more to discuss. Let us go. Come Shar, take a seat behind me." Elexia says making rom for her companion. She will take the lead in the party order.

 

[Ashy]

Pottofer nods and laying Th' Holyghost lazily across a broad shoulder, falls in line. As they travel, he hums a little tune absentmindedly...

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

Shar hesitates, then says "Why not?" and swings aboard Charity.

"Thank you."

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

"Maybe not a town we would want to sssee, with horror lived there."

Drax works to find a good path, wide enough for a mounted horse, and watches for tracks on the move, occasionally stopping at likely spots to look a little more closely.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The group treks further into the desert underneath the punishing sun. All are extremely hot within moments, though thankfully there are no insects like in the swamp. Further and further you trek into the desert, becoming overheated and thirsty. It's quite a while before you can find a rock large enough to shade you all while you rest. But even the intense sunlight cannot disguise the group of robed horsemen heading in your direction. Dressed in white, black, and tan, with multi-colored sashes in red, blue, and indigo, the desert tribesmen, the Bedine regard your group with suspician.*

 

[Ashy]

When they stop to rest, Pottofer uses his innate ability to create water to fill their skins once they drain them....

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

Drax nods to Pottofer after his generous sharing. "Your blessssssing isss timely."

When he notices the horsemen riding up, Drax looks to his companions. and moves to interpose himself between the horsemen and the White Mother "I know sssomeone here isss better with wordsss than I."