Looking over Tove's shoulder, Torsten comments "Ah, scrolls! Not the deepest magic but of interest for sure. Let me look..." he reaches for the scrolls as Theo hands them to him to examine them more closely.
"Strange, this scroll seems to be 'prentice work. It gives some little resistance to effects on the mind and body for a minute. The other will take more examination.
"This potion though, the cold stony smell tells me it was made to see in utter darkness. I do not recognise the others though - has anyone experience with such?"
Jacobus twist his face at the sight of the humanoid remains, "The worg was a good kill. One less danger in this area."
He took the potion flasks while leaving the scrolls to someone who had studied magic. A quick examination told him what the potions could be used for, "Keep you in a comfortable temperature for 24 hours (endure elements), protects you from chaos, and allows someone to see in the dark."
He added, "Let's bury these remains and keep moving. I don't feel like staying near the worg's lair come night."
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Raz will spellcraft the scroll Torsten was unable to identify,
And still having no clue, will cast read magic on it.
"This scroll will allow you to make a group that you are talking to give you their undivided attention (enthrall)"
You exit the Worg's den and continue on with you exploration and mapping of the region undisturbed the remainder of the day. Finding a spot to camp is not too difficult either as you settle in for a slightly cool, but otherwise pleasant evening.
The night is uneventful, save for the changing of the guard between camp watches. You awake in the morning refreshed and ready to see what the new day brings.
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"May I see that?" Tove asks Ivo of the wooden symbol he finds among the remains.
As she takes the symbol she turns it over in her hands trying to identify the deity represented.
"Aye, no need to go back to Oleg's. We've hardly left. Let's continue southwest with our exploration."
"Indeed, let us continue onwards. We may be able to find these berries for the Alchemist and return them quickly too ... did he say how long they would keep once they have been picked?"
You break camp and head out to the southwest. While a bit breezier than you would like, the weather is mostly pleasant as you continue though the mostly open plains of the northern reaches of the Greenbelt.
A light rain begins to fall in the afternoon, making things a bit chilly, but not terribly uncomfortable. Your work for the day done you settle into suitable campsite for the evening.
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You awake, as well rested as you can be after a night camping, and are ready for a new day.
"I heard nothing from Bokken, but priestly magic is known to be able to purify such things. Between Tove and Jacobus one of them can surely call on divine power to keep the berries fresh.
"It is good to see that worg left no lasting fear in you Jacobus, that was a mighty bite. Onwards!"
After the night camping,
"Let us explore these hills to the southwest. It might take longer than these plains have so far and I would like to make it back to the trading post at the time we are expected."
Rufus returned from his quick hunt empty pawed.
With his bite wounds more or less healed, Jacobus was once more on top of his horse to continue exploring; he nods to Torsten, "The hills to the southwest sound fine. We have to do them sooner or later."
The party breaks camp and chooses to head out to the southwest, into the low rolling hills that make up a significant portion of the Greenbelt. Morning fog, particularly in the valleys, makes exploration a bit on the difficult side through the morning, but the fog is mostly burned away by mid-day, leaving a cool overcast day.
You nearly have considered it a completely uninteresting, boring day when Torsten notices an old lightning-struck oak tree stands atop a
low hill at this spot—the only tree in a two-mile radius, in fact. As you approach from the north, the tree looks eerily like a claw reaching for the clouds.
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Torsten stops and stretches after pointing out the lightning-struck tree.
"A tree, not far to the south of Bokken's home. Could it be that it is hollow? We should approach cautiously if so, remembering how he thinks of his brother."
Torsten stops and stretches after pointing out the lightning-struck tree.
"A tree, not far to the south of Bokken's home. Could it be that it is hollow? We should approach cautiously if so, remembering how he thinks of his brother."
Jacobus dismounts and follows the mage, "Careful; it's pretty strange..."
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I wouldn't say strange, creepy yes. It's like a fiendish creature is trying to claw it's way out of the ground!"[/b] I remain mounted but carefully move towards the tree. My hand is resting on the handle of my sword and my eyes piercing the tree in case it suddenly tries to strike us.
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In a hollow amid the tree’s roots on the north side, Razarak sees a section of earth there has been disturbed.
"Hey a I think I found something, something might be buried here I think."
"What is it?" asks Ivo dubiously. After scrutinizing the tree to see if there's any signs of life left in it, he becomes more intent upon the ground of the hillside.
Tove warily approaches the tree, leaving her horse at the bottom of the hill and continuing carefully on foot, bow at the ready.
As the others approach the tree, Ivo notices what Razarak is talking about. Sure enough, it looks like there might be something buried within the roots of the old tree.
"Wait, I see it. Is that a mound? A hole? Anyone got a shovel?"
"Wait, I see it. Is that a mound? A hole? Anyone got a shovel?"
Jacobus shook his head, "Not me but we should have brought one. next time."
He then pulled out an iron pot, "I can some dirt with this but someone is going to have to ply it loose."
He joked with Theo, "What about that wolf of yours? Aren't they supposed to be good at digging and burying stuff?"
"I could prepare magic to deal with this in the morning, in an instant! But if we should rather start sooner I can sharpen a stick to break the earth." Torsten draws his dagger and looks at and around the tree for a branch to break off or pick up.
While there isn't really anything laying around the base of the tree, a part of the tree itself would be easy enough to break off to bust up the ground.
I laugh at Jacobus' joke and then look at him to make sure it is a joke. I dismount next to the mound and pull off my shield, using it to scrape away the earth instead of a shovel.
Torsten selects a branch, removes it and alters it to suit his purposes.
Failing that his dagger may never be the same again as it gets used to break the earth instead.
It takes nearly twenty minutes to dig up, but through use of makeshift tools and persistence you unearth a cache wrapped in a heavy leather cloak.
I seems a fair amount of water has gotten to the cache containing a dagger, a wand , a silver ring, and a spellbook, but most of the contents will be just fine after being cleaned up a bit. One bit that did not do so well is a book that has been water damaged and has begun to mildew. Carefully paging through the book, it appears that there are still a few spells that would be able to be copied to a new text if desired.
"seems to me we have a masterwork dagger, and a wand of burning hands (cl 2) with 4 charges, not sure about the ring though." Raz says as he picks up the dagger, ring and wand. Passing the spellbook to Torsten, "Might be something useful to you in here, Torsten, seems a few spells are still decipherable"
"seems to me we have a masterwork dagger, and a wand of burning hands (cl 2) with 4 charges, not sure about the ring though." Raz says as he picks up the dagger, ring and wand. Passing the spellbook to Torsten, "Might be something useful to you in here, Torsten, seems a few spells are still decipherable"
Jacobus nods at the fine work of the dagger, "That is a nice blade. let me take a look at that ring, Raz."
Having no idea on the ring, he nonetheless nods, "This is a... good looking ring as well."
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You spend the rest of the afternoon and into early evening exploring and mapping the hilly region, with very little to excite you. On the positive side, you are able to finds a series of hills that will work nicely as a wind break for your night's camp.
The night is pleasant, but the early morning weather takes a turn for the worse and you awaken to a chilly, drizzly morning.
The damaged spellbook engages Torsten quite thoroughly during his spare time. If there are any clues as to its ownership he takes a note of them. Disappointed by the lack of attention Strauch sneaks off to see if there is better food around.
He comes back for the grain at the usual time however.