Liam charged his whip with some more arcane energy as he whipped the lion in front of him, maintaining his defensive posture.
He then ducks, dodges and rolls away from the lion, trying to get out of reach of its claws.
Liam, takes the magic flowing within him and charges his whip. He lashes out at the lion, connecting with its ribs. He manages to get the lion, very well, inflicting a grievous wound. The lion slumps to the ground. Liam than ducks out of the way of the lion on Balthe, not wanting to be a target.
Unfortunately, this leaves only Balthe as a target for the hungry, hungry, lion. All the fury of the lion, ends in all missing the tasty meal.
Nils, takes the opportunity to get into position to make a solid hit, which he does. His sword, slashes the lions throat, blood spilling over Blathe. The lion is very much dead, and Blathe is very much messy.
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The rest of the night goes by uneventful. The group falls back asleep, caster get spells back as they still have time to properly rest and prepare.
[ooc]heal as needed, then let me know when you want to progress NE along your current trajectory :)
"You got a sharp eye Balthe, but those lions had sharp claws. Maybe this will help."
Liam spoke a few arcane words making his hand glow with a pleasant blue light. He touched the gashes on Balthe's abdomen transferring the light to them in the process. As the light dissipated, Balthe's wounds slowly closed.
Afterwards he did the same for his own wound.
After the last lion dies Wulfgar lowers his sword, waving to the team. he says
come, come, gatherink in circle, Da; let me show you trick, learned to me by Old Zhrets
Once everyone injured has gathered around at least within 30 ft. he flings his long greasy hair back, and putting his left hand over his left eye. He starts to stare with his right eye. It turns from being rheumy shades of black and gray; becoming clear, like a snow globe no one has shaken; Instead of a house, or reindeer or a snowman, it is a mountainous stone encasing a greatsword. As Wulfgar looks at each injured person, not taking his hand off of his left eye, they begin to feel rejuvenated.
After he is done, he laughs, and as he is going back to bed says
Bwa ha ha good trick Da? Ha ha ha
Apparently Irori feels there is to be wisdom to be gained by my getting my ass kicked over and over.
The morning comes and Balthe is ready to go
"Good that you know your calling Balthe. Let's get moving. " and Nils will lead off in the same direction as before.
Wulfgar listening to the conversation as he awakens, adds
Da comrade, but most fine scars are to beink had.
turning to Nils he asks
It is shame to be leavink skins and meat, comrade shall we prepare the kitties before leavink?
"Actually, yes we should. Meat can be hard to find on the plains, and we seem to have a ways to go. Predator usually isn't the best fare, but meat is meat. "
to skin and butcher.
While Nils and Wulfgar are busy skinning/butchering the lions, Liam takes another look at the amulet.
Wulfgar, adds wood to the dying fire then pulls out his skinning knife and helps break down the lions. Hanging strips over the flames to slow cook, attempting to save the skins for sleeping pads or tent parts, the stomachs for water skins and the intestines he will cut into strips and braid for ropes.
Da comrade, but I knowink secret to tough meat, be chewink longer, Bwa Ha Ha Ha.
Gow does what he can to help Wulfgar with the lions.
Liam takes another crack at the amulet, he realizes it to be an amulet if natural armor +1
Wulfgar, Nils, and GowWabber work together to breakdown the lions into useable functions. Wulfgar makes a couple bedrolls with their fur and manes. Also a couple more waterskins, perhaps not the best option but as Nils pointed out "game is game".
The group travels south by southeast. After about a half days travel, the scent of the ocean water fills their nostrils. The weather is calm...for now. The sun peeks from behind the clouds intermittently. The plains, is eerily quiet. The ferocious beats from before; vultures, lions, wolves seem non-existent.
The lack of wildlife is concerning no doubt, but the survivalists press on. Day fades to the evening, and they reach a cliff overlooking the beautiful ocean before you. It's waves crash upon the shore, gulls circle overhead. The sun begins to set on the day.
Nils and GowWabber notice a small cave opening in the cliff face. Getting there is a minor challenge, as there is no easy access point. The cliff seems like it has enough hand holds to allow a free climb if one was daring enough, but one slip and the climber would fall 40 feet to the jagged rocks below.
[ooc]Climb check is DC 17, 40' drop. Time of day is evening. [/b]
Perception
Is there anything around like a vine with which to make a rope?
nevermind
"If we have a rope, we could assist each other in climbing down." Liam suggested looking down the cliff face.
Liam assists everyone down the cliff face, holding the rope as the others climb down. Lastly he'll let his pack down gently with the rope and climbs down himself.
"Would this help?" Gow pulls out a 50ft length of silk rope.
"Yes, that should make things a lot easier. " now we just need a place to tie it off at the top.
While the others are getting the rope set up, Birdy will fly down and check out the cave.
Bathe heads down, taking 10 on his climb check.
Nils also heads down on the rope.
(with a +9 climb, using a rope against a wall, he can't fail).
There is nothing to tie the end of the rope to. One person will have to hold it while the others descend.
Wulfgar stands at the edge of the cliff, eyes closed head back enjoying the smell of the sea. Since Gow-Wabber provided a rope, Wulfgar saves his and waits patiently for everyone to be ready. When its time he say
Comrades, first I will go, Makink sure silk thread strong enough Da?
Gow, sends his birdy friend, down into the cave. The cave goes back around 30 feet, before taking a right hand turn and starts to take a gradual descending slope.
The mighty, and powerful Wulfgar goes first. The line, holds strong and everyone else is able to make it down safely. GowWabber gets his rope back, and Balthe then takes his turn at the cliff face. He easily makes his way down, and joins everyone in the mouth of the cave.
The group, knows that the cave travels about 30 feet back, then takes a gradual sloping descent to the right. Birdy didn't sense any other creatures in the cave, so they are hoping they are the only ones currently there.
Wulfgar sees his hand, but that is about it.
Wulfgar casts light on his sword, so he can clearly see his hand now, and waiting for the team to arrive asks
comrade Nils goink first are you? Da I will follow.
Bathe follows behind him, fists clenched.
"Ok, I'll lead. " and he will.
Nils leads the way, with Wulfgar and Blathe behind. The cavern is 30 feet from front to back, and 20 feet from side to side.
Nils and Wulfgar get to the back, near the bend in. They peer into the sloping corridor beyond, and can see it slopes for about 35 feet, before bending to the left.
At the bottom of the slope, Nils peeks around the corner, and sees another descending slope. The slope goes beyond what Wulfgar's light spell allows his eyes to see. He does see a figure, lying face down on the ground, about 25 feet down this slope, is a humanoid figure in a black cloak.
Perception
Does the figure look to be sleeping or are there any signs of wounds?
Nils will go closer to get a better look at the figure.
but not particularly quietly.
Wulfgar moving behind the ever so quiet Nils, oblivious to his own helmet (which is strapped to his belt) clanging against his armor plates, meanwhile waving his lighted sword about so much it looks like he is trying to write his name with it. Slaps Nils on the back complimenting him in his naturally loud baritone voice.
Good idea sneakink comrade Nils, element of surprink we will have, Da?
Wulfgar, while overly loud tries to make up for it by paying attention
Balthe stealths in as well
Thoigh he wonders why he bothers as the others clang around
Nils, Wulfgar and Balthe go to examine the body down the corridor. The body is wearing a black robe, with no embroidery adn is quite simple. Nils notices a tattoo on back of the hand, similar to the one on the dead man from the plains the day before. The only difference this tattoo is whole and not mangled. The tattoo is of the long dead god, Aroden.
Wulfgar flips the man over, and his face is badly burned and scarred. He notices the man has a pouch hidden on the inner lining of his robe. He grabs the pouch, and he can tell there is some weight to it, but it doesn't jingle the way a coin pouch would.
Upon opening the pouch, he sees a sapphire sphere. Nothing stands out as special or unique.
Blathe takes a look at the sphere, he takes a look at it through the light provided by Wulfgar's lighted sword. He can see that in the center of the sphere, there is an inscription or "design". The design is of the astrological sign "aquarius".
The group can see that the path they are currently on, travels another 30 feet down, and takes another gentle bend to the right.
wulfgar attempts to tell how long the man has been dead
Balthe looks at the man, nudges him. just like I thought. He's dead.
Wulfgar looks over the man's burns, and scars. They must be no more than 5-7 days old.
wulfgar nods his head in agreement with Balthe
da comrade dead he is, more than week i'm thinkink, good new, robe he will not be needink, nyet?.
Wulfgar quickly peals the robe off of the corpse, tucking it in his pack and hurries to catch up to Nils.
He tries to be observant but missing much due to the light on the sword going out and needing to stop to cast the spell to re-illuminate it.
"Why are we finding priests of Aroden. I'd heard they still existed, but everybody thinks they are nuts since their god is dead. This is darned weird. "
"My earlier suspicions of where exactly we are might explain why we're finding dead Arodenites. The only landmass that was even remotely close when we were caught by the storm were the Azlant Isles."
"Yes, I recall that he was the 'Last Azlanti', but he's still dead. Why would anyone be a priest to a dead god?"
Wulfgar listens to his comrades talk about arodenites and azlanti, wishing we had paid better attention when the old priest was talking about other religions, all he ever cared about was fighting. Trying to be part of the conversation but not look stupid he adds
da, why would anyone be priest to dead god
he thinks for a moment, his right eye coming strangely into focus
maybe their god answers prayink so little they cant tell he is dead da?
Trying to look more sophisticated, waving the robe he removed from the priest, then returning it to his pack he adds
havink nice black robes, not seeink that everyday
satisfied that he had added enough to the conversation he continues to follow Nils
Giving Wulfgar a bemused look "Aroden has been dead for over a century, but when he was alive, he walked Golarion and was very active in mortal affairs. I'm pretty sure they know he is dead. "
Wulfgar looks at Nils like he is speaking a foreign language and says
Maybe thinkink he's nappink, Happen it could Da? Besides comrade what do servants of Gorum like us, waste time thinkink about dead gods and deader clerics?
"I'm kind of a historian of Azlant, so I do pay attention to details on Aroden since he was the last of the race that lived there. "
"But we might as well move on. " if nobody else grabbed the pouch with the sphere, he will take it to carry. Then he will continue on.
Wulfgar shrugs and follows Nils down the tunnel happily swinging his illuminated greatsword to see in all the nooks and crannies
Bathe is quiet during the exchange, he barely knows the tenants of Irori.
The group presses on, reaching the end of the slope. It bends right, this time there is no more slope. The hallway goes for about 30 feet, then open up into a large natural cavern. Dim blue light comes from the cavern ahead, for your current position at the base of the slope you can see what appears to be a door possibly at the end of the cavern some 90 feet from where you are.
Look around for threats.
and then head over to the door.
Wulfgar bends over and picks up a small rock, as he casts light on the pebble, the sword goes dark, Wulfgar then throws the small rock toward the door, once the rock lands and everyone sees what's around it he re-illuminates the sword.
da, goink shall we be comrade