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Blackleaf eats what he can early and watches the sun raise , he had spent much of his watch in reflection on his path and the odd folk he has found himself with in this unknown land. Soon after everyone is up Blackleaf approaches the others "I plan to scout south again today, if anyone wishes to join me then lets get moving before the sun gets much higher"
Blackleaf does not speak to anyone much. He prepares the meat for cooking, stripping off his heavy armor to let the muggy air kiss his tattooed flesh. He keeps an eye on the others as he does so, he is wary of them. After all any one of them could have been in one the betrayal that landed them here and he had not lived this long by letting his guard down among the wild places. As he works he keep a keen eye out to see if any of the others seem to group together.
Blackleaf goes quite as he moves down the embankment, Keeping his eyes and ears open to the sounds of the wild. Something about this hostile place made his blood sing, yes something here was right and something here was off. " Stay back a bit, I'll scout ahead a small ways" He says as he vanished into the jungle Stealth
Blackleaf looks over the cliff To judge how hard a climb it might be.
"I know I slept and wake up rather rudely on the damnedable beach" He says with a shrug. He keeps a eye toward the ship far below "As for that, been there a long while , most likely been picked over and home to gods alone knows what, but might be worth checking out or it might lead us to our death, Time will tell." he says As Tragershen rattles his with questions about what he is doing he answers but keeps them short, blunt and to the point.
Blackleaf slept well the night before, but it seems the night was not so good for some of the others. Aerys seems to be ill and while no healer he does search is thoughts for things that might cause such an ailment. Know nature If he can get Nichelle or Rhyes out of earshot of the others he says "Pity about the woman, Should we explore? fresh water would be good and I like not the idea of just sitting here waiting for the beasts to come and feast."
Blackleaf retrieves his axes after the battle then moves with the others to the new camp site. He helps the others build up the best defense they can. He listens as the others talk, but says noting as he eats. His eyes are always on the jungle, this is not the forests of his homeland, yet something calls him. He feels it in his blood, something near, if not here then close, yes he is on the path he thinks to himself. "I suggest putting those of us who can see better in the starlight at different times, if possible have us in the dark of the night, with those with weaker eyes at dusk and dawn."
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Black leaf hauled the items to camp, but he did not give up the coffer or the Brandy. Blackleaf hauls the items to camp and drops the set of Keys at Jask's feet "This might get those off of ye. See if the gear in the footlocker is your on." He then strips off his armor and sets about making camp as best as he can "We have tools and supplies for now, we should set up defenses. "
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Black leaf holds up the bottle of bandy "Well hello" He says with a grin stuffing it into his bag, which is soon followed ship model and the coffer, he lugs the leather satchel over his shoulder as well "You might want to look at whats in the satchel " he says to Nichelle
He plans top stack the food on deck and try and find a away to get it off the ship. also salvaging as much rope and netting as he can as well.
Blackleaf shrugs at Rhys "Suit yourself" he says as the other wonders off into the wood. At Vincenzo's words on the ship he just nods [b]"We can scout the ship well enough I guess, and yes shelter is something we must find, cannibals aside things live in that jungle. Things that need to eat" Blackleaf sits on a pile of crates , sharping his blades and sipping at his water as the others argue like children. After a while he stands "Bah! Enough of this, I am going for the ship. Anyone that wishes to come do so." he stats simply as he starts off on the path toward the ships wreckage, not really looking to see if anyone comes with him Acro check if needed
Blackleaf shrugs and in accented common says "I am no healer, But yes food and shelter is something that needs addressed " he digs though the pile finding his meager belongings, placing his axes at his belt and daggers at his boots He looks to Rhys "The others can take care of these folks, they will live of be dinning in Pharasma's hall this night. You know the land I will fallow your lead and see if we can find a better place to camp then the open. The open is never good" With that he moves off toward the jungle to search for tracks Perception to find tracks of animals
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Seeing the pile nearby and the thing striking at him Blackleaf tries to fight down the sick in his stomach and standing up hoping his armor will stop the attack that he knows will come. He tries to roll away from the thing and get a bit closer to the pile and possible weapons with in. Acrobatics
Blackleaf arches an eyebrow at the Gnome and smiles as Sarsha and winks at Aerys as he grabs the Wine "Fortune in a meal eh" Blackleaf says starring into the bowl "Eh I have eaten queerer things." he says as he digs into the bowl Blackleaf is sure to smile at the captain as often as he can as he loudly eats his meal and guzzles down the mans wine.
With a grim look Blackleaf shacks his head "Let the bastard try and Pharasma will reap a red harvest indeed before I stand at her throne. " The he gets close to inspect that marking, running his long fingers across her back, ears closed and head slightly turns as if hearing something no one else could. "The Mantis, a powerful totem, warrior, hunter and silent killer. In my homeland , deep within the forest lays the hunter grounds of great Mantis, avatars of death given flesh." He nods his head again "A powerful totem indeed" Seems to look at the girl in some kind of new light and understanding. "And as for feisty, life is for the bold and those who grab hold and throw it to the ground. In life there are panthers and there are cattle. I am no mans livestock." He says giving her an appraising eye "And if I like what I see, I say so. You Humans are to restrained, the best things in life are testing yourself in battle, succeeding by the sweet of your brow, the strength of your arm and the sharpness of your blade. Powerful drink and soft companionship make life enjoyable, why should I deny myself either?"
Blackleaf, done with the lines plops himself down on the railing, scowling at any spoilers who seem about to comment on him sitting down. He shrugs his shoulders "Hells if I know why I got invited, I doubt that uptight bastard invited me. I am no good to that one unless I am brawling, fighting off boarders or hauling cargo. And you! he say nodding toward Sasha "Got any more rum? , I got a powerful thirst and wouldn't mind the company." He stretches and grins "Last visited to the ships rum got me four days in the brig, but eh I needed the rest anyhow. By Desna's t#+# this trip has got boring, maybe this little dinner will be lively and get that old bastards goat " he says with a bellowing laugh
Blackleaf was a bit intrigued by the Invitation, he got on well enough with most of the crew even if he and the captain clashed a few times. The man was far to strict on some things the elf thought, and he had spent a few nights in the brig over such clashes. Blackleaf was useful enough aboard that he was still own the ship, but he expected not to be asked back after making port, which was fine by him he had had enough of this life. He liked to run the lines of the ship, enjoyed the spray of the sea and wind as he climbed the mast but this discipline was to much for the elf. He was ready for honest ground beneath him, for the surge of a life of death struggle. Hells he was ready for port, he had a powerful thirst and a need for some soft company. Which ship life was sorely lacking. Oh there where a few women on the ship none seem inclined for companionship. Humans He thought to himself Such restrained creatures Some times he things he'll never understand civilized folks, always holding back when they should be letting go. and with such small lifetimes too, so odd to him. With that he shrugs and went back to running lines, the dinner would wait, he had work to do for now.
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