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M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Perlavish:
"As I recall near the river their is an abandoned structure that might provide some shelter, usually Tyg and I simply find a rock or tree hole to wiggle into, though you and your horses will not fit into such a place. I hate to mention that it is a soggy place already."

Rain and wind pick up decreasing visibility and forcing the fey into sitting on horses as well.
Decreasing perception checks by 4, also please make those perception checks.

Peals of thunder likewise begin resounding across the sky. Knowledge nature DC 12

Spoiler:
cloud to cloud lightening, so no danger yet

DC 15

Spoiler:
Hail is a distinct possibility

Tornado chance 1d100 ⇒ 99


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Knowledge: Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
"Soggy shelter will be better than no shelter if it starts to hail. Please take us there."

Perception 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19
Strawberry Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"As long as it keeps the thunder from getting any louder," Elaina says, pulling the hood of her cloak tight about her ears.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

K-Local - Monster Kingdom: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
K-Local - Storm Peace: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
K-Nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Perception Seraph + Legalistic +4 to one roll per day: 1d20 + 5 - 4 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 5 - 4 + 4 = 25
Perception Julius: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 4 = 13

She arched an eyebrow at Elaina, more out of curiosity then alarm as she pondered if her fellow teifling was gaining new abilities from their heritage. Something she would have to look into later once they were safe and out of the storm. At the talk of hail she grunted and called on her ability to grant her keen eyesight temporarily. She kept Julius close to her charge as she sat with her bow at her side, ready just in case, as she scanned the vicinity for a place they could take shelter...


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Those who know storms see that likely hailstones will fall soon, and lightening is a danger, but the high energy storm lacks the rotation for a tornado....

The thunder cracks again, and heavier rain assaults you!

The ground just east of the Skunk River here slumps away into a soggy mire, notable for the fact that a pair of ruined stone buildings jut from the soggy ground.
Ruins

You approach the ruins by an old road, from the top right corner of the map. Directly in front of you is a square building with a hole in the outer wall big enough to bring the horses into, to the left is a roundish structure that appears to have a collapsed and formed a lot of debris.


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

Elaina leads her horse in after making sure there is enough room. her cloak and hair are soaked ahd she can feel the water in her boots. as she looks for a fairly dry place to start a fire.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

"So, who's up for a nice toasty fire? I'm sure that all of us could use a little drying out after that," she says, motioning to teh downpour outside.


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

"Sure. I am not very sensitive to the cold, but I do object to wet clothes. You brave explorers can handle it, I hope? I fear my magic is... ill-suited to starting fires."


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The passageway is narrow through the wall into the square building and part of the floor The front half is immersed in water, the back half looks dry enough and roomy enough for everyone to room in....

Across the water towards the front of the building a strange sight greets your eyes...

Mikmek is one of the first to notice the strange thing
"Uh.....adventurers."

Strange sight

The guy across the way speaks in a strange accent....

The Boggard holds up his hands Heal DC 13

Spoiler:
one hand is a poorly healed, mangled mess….
and croaks out, in common “Truce! Truce! Storm-peace….”


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

"If you like, certainly," Asta says, forestalling the others. "Storm-peace. You have any kindling with you for a fire? Are you alone?"


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Points to himself with his only thumb and says ” Garuum” then points at the Slurk and says ” Ubagub”

Anyone happen to speak boggard?


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

She didn't mind the rain despite Julius whinnying, she however enjoyed the sensation of the rain across her skin. A small amount of steam rose off her body despite the continued fall of the rain.

"I can starts a fire if needed..." She remained close to Asta, the talk of burnable objects made her snap her fingers. A shower of sparks bursting from her fingertips momentarily before they died hissing in the wet grass by Julius's hooves. "I can gather firewoo..." She stops once the creature is pointed out but doesn't move as Asta addresses it first, nodding in agreement when Asta agrees to the request for Storm-peace.

Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Seeing the creatures mangled hand she leans in and whispers to Asta. "It appears its hand has been mangled..."

Languages = Draconic, Infernal and Common ^^;


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

As you look more closely you also notice.....
Seraph:
[spoiler] The injury was some time ago and it just healed poorly[/ooc]


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

I got a few, Auran, Common, Elven, Ignan, Sylvan, Terran, but not Boggard
Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Torod introduces the group ending with himself and Strawberry Deathstrike, who looks absolutely miserable. He motions for the Garuum to come closer. "Join us. We have boar. Food."


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

"... sometime ago it would appear. Healed poorly as you will see." At Torod's urging's Seraph remains mounted but puts her bow away. Disarming in light of the truce they had initiated with the creature before them.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The boggard and slurk seem to not notice the water they are sitting in.....


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

"Let's set up in the dry area and leave them to the more soggy spaces. We want to be ready before the storm comes on in earnest. After we're in order, we can try to communicate with him some more." Torod begins by casting a Light spell to provide better illumination while the sky turns darker.


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Oooookay? Well, I guess I'll start the fire then," Elaina says before she begins making the fire to dry everyone out.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph dismounts and joins Elaina, leaving the negotiating for those better suited at the moment as her first thoughts were providing Asta with shelter. "What do you need me to do Elaina?" She asked curiously, snapping her fingers once more to summon the previous spray of sparks.

Who needs wet flint when you got Spark Cantrips ;D

Julius is on her heels as she moves about collecting what burnables she could find, stacking them on her horse as best she could before dumping them where Elaina directed. Unlike Elaina she only knew the basics of survival in the wild and relied heavily on her magic when her skills failed. Julius wasn't as concerned, his ears whipping water droplets as he picked up noises that the bipeds aroun him could not hear so easily.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

After your fire sputters to life the boggard speaks again...

Points to himself with his only thumb and says ” Garuum” then points at the Slurk and says ” Ubagub”


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Your name is Garuum," Elaina asks slowly, hoping the strange creature understood common, "Well met, then. I am Elaina."


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Torod repeats Garuum's motions then again introduces the party making sure to indicate each person and animal as he does so. Once the fire is going well and the group is ready to prepare the boar meat they have. He offers some to Garuum.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

"Garuum, Garuum, Garuum." Says the boggard as he dances around...

Sense motive DC 14

Spoiler:
He is trying to say this is his place....

"ILana" says the boggard....


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

She nods as she is introduced and continues to shower the fire with sparks until it is burning strongly. As the met is prepared she continues to gather firewood until a decent pile lies close enough to the fire to dry out in the heat of the growing flames. Julius whickers and whinnies as he complains about being pulled away from the heat again and again.

As everyone seemed focused on the fire and the current company, Seraph instead kept her attention outward and watched the storm sodden area around them suspiciously...

Perception - Take 10 + 5 = 15


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Elaina begins working on a simple rack to dry their gear on before taking off her boots and stockings and leaving them near the fire, she grabs a large blanket that was dry in her pack and uses it to cover up as she changes into some dry clothing and leaving the other outfit to dry on the rack.

"Does anyone speak his tongue, or one he also speaks? I think he's telling us something," she says as she curls up in the blanket and enjoys the warmth.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The hail starts in earnest now, hitting the roof of the structure and bounding off of the still solid parts. The water rises slightly as the rain continues to fall, The Boggard and Slurk settle in one a pile of wood in the far corner of the water-logged area.....


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

Elaina squeezes in and away from the water, getting alot closer to both Torod and Seraph than is probably comfortable.

"Nononono! I just got dry! I don't wanna get soaked again," she with a little puppy-like whine as she scoots back.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

..., getting alot closer to both Torod and Seraph than is probably comfortable. >;3 Elaina

"I'll put it on my list of languages to learn Elaina..." Seraph is interrupted by a large gush of water down her backside and with sopping wet hair looks at the battered state of the structure. Dropping the last load of wood near the fire she1 secures Julius's reins before she begins casting mending spells on each of the boards she could reach in the roof, strengthening them albeit temporarily against the coming storm. It wasn't much of an improvement but it would at least seal up some holes.

When Elaina cuddles in closer to her she doesn't mind, personal space wasn't something Seraph was concerned with and body heat was more useful then propriety at this point. In response she pulls off her greatblade and sets it against the wall by her, purposefully within reach, along with her bow. She then pulls the complaining Elaina into a close embrace, letting Elaina lean against her as Seraph set her back against the uneven wall in the far corner of the ruin. She had set her bedroll down to make a seat for Asta and motions for her to sit close as well. "Best we settle in for now. I will take the night watch."


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Torod is not sure what the boggard is trying to say. "Truce. Garuum truce?" Torod points to Garuum and the side that he is on. "Torod truce." he points to himself and the others and the side they are on.

"We should stay over here, I think. Keep away from Garuum." Once the meat is cooked, he does take some over for their host. "Eat?" if Garuum does not seem to want it, Torod will set it down and go back to his group.


Celestial Leopard| HP 50/50| AC 20 T 17 FF 13| Fo +6 Re +10 Wi +4, Evasion, DR 5/evil, SR 11| Init +6| Percep +7

With Elaina in such close proximity, a wet, shivering Strawberry keeps up a steady growl. Grrrrrrrrrr she will not let Elaina touch her.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Late in the evening the rain stops and the Boggard pulls a net off the wall, something is in the net, but you cannot tell what it is….

The Boggard looks at the bundle, takes a piece and feeds it to the slurk, eats some himself then holding the bundle in his hands he asks In common ”Hungry?”


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

Elaina smiles at the offer, though to be honest, she probably wouldn't have taken any even if she had been hungry.

"Thank you, but no, I am not right now," She says with a sleepy smile.


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Torod takes some and tries it. He also offers some to SD, who turns her nose up to it.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Diplomacy - Improve Attitude Garuum: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Seraph takes some of the cooked boar and when the Boggard offers she tries some of its food as well. "Thank you Garuum." She raises the food in a toast like fashion before eating it down. However now that she had its attention and Elaina was tucked at her side she asked Garuum. "Garuum, what is ILana?"


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Those trying the boggards food find basically he has captured some giant insect of some sort...a beetle probably and he and the slurk each pieces of it raw.....


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA
Seraph_ wrote:
["Garuum, what is ILana?"

The boggard points to himself "Garuum"

He then points at Elaina and repeats "ILana."

Apparently a lack of communication is making sense motive and other checks not go so well, though you lot seem pretty normal to the boggard....


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph nods, finally understanding his meaning and nearly chuckling to herself at the fact she missed it. "Are there any others Garuum? Or is it just Garuum and Ubagub?" Being her first time meeting a Boggard she was naturally curious as to the structure they followed.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The boggard looks at you only seeming to respond or nod to the words that are him and Garuum.....

He looks at you puzzled and starts gibbering away in boggard......

"Blah, blah, blah....slurk, blah blah...."
Boggard

Spoiler:
I used to live in the swamps, and wanted to be chief, but my plan to catch the magic of the butterflies, failed and I was chained up, but I escaped and took my slurk with me and ran away to here..."


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

Sense motive 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Asta watches Seraph's fire-magic with a kind of abstract longing, but shrugs it off. She watches the boggard with mild interest and tries some of the other languages she knows in an attempt to communicate with him.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The boggard draws a curvy line in the dirt and says ”snake”, he then draws a circle with six legs and says ”Bug” , he then draws an arrow towards the door you came in and says ”go”
It seems that this is the extent of his knowledge of common…….

he adds..."You go."

he looks around and adds "me go"


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

Asta tries to communicate in Undercommon and Draconic, hoping this will have better results.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Asta gets no where with the boggard, it seems he knows only boggard and about 6 or 8 words in common......


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

Undeterred, Asta sits Garuum and Ubagub down and starts the work of building understanding by the basic means of building a common vocabulary. Naturally, there is a lot of drawing pictures in the dirt involved.

Linguistics 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24. Time to give this skill an airing...


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

Elaina, warm and dry thanks to the fire and the change of clothes, drifts off to sleep as the rain continues.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA
Asta Blackheart wrote:

Undeterred, Asta sits Garuum and Ubagub down and starts the work of building understanding by the basic means of building a common vocabulary. Naturally, there is a lot of drawing pictures in the dirt involved.

What words are you wanting to teach the Boggard?....ie what are you pointing at and or drawing in the dirt?

I will assume that you are teaching him human or man/woman, and that your slurks are called horses....and that food is what one eats when hungry.....


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

That and enough for basic communication about how we're creating a new kingdom, creating a union of many people.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph watches the exchange with a significant amount of interest. Part of her longing to understand this exchange and another part of her wanting to protect Asta all the while she was mentally filing it all away in her mind for later. Meanwhile her weapons remained close at hand and she would sleep in her armor this night, lest something come out of the storm to harm them and they be caught off guard...


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The storm and the night passes and at the end of it as the sun comes up the boggard shows off his garden a collection of mushrooms growing in the soggy and darkness in the other building.

He cuts a few and offers them to you.....

"Hungry?"

Eating one

Spoiler:
The taste is bitter and earthy not very pleasant at all

Knowledge nature DC 10

Spoiler:
These are not poisonous, but no one claims they are good either

Not one to waste time Asta teaches the boggard the word "mushroom"


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Knowledge: Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Torod inspects the mushrooms "They're safe to eat, though they aren't the most tasty of edibles." He pops one into his mouth. As is his custom, Torod makes some tea. He offers some to Garrum, first showing him how hot it is.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The boggard tries the tea though he has some issues with the size of his mouth and the lack of mobility in his lips, the idea of sipping is total and anatomically foreign to the physiology of a boggard.

As such he finds no good way to try the tea other than tongue lapping the surface as it cools....


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

She passed through the night without dreams but felt oddly thick headed in the morning for pulling a longer than normal shift. She had let Asta and Elaina sleep rather than wake any others to relive her, instead sharpening and maintaining her gear as was her custom on longer then normal watches.

She takes the barely edible food from the Garrum without complaint before washing it down with Torods tea. Literally drinking the hot liquid in a single gulp and giving a satisfied steamy sigh. "Now that is the way to start ones morning. Thanks Torod." She bows her head to Garuum and thanks him as well for his kindness.

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