Jakun keeps his eyes on Marantis but does not move, still on full defense.
Red horn joins in with Marantis as he stoops down trying to pick up their scent.
The elf is able to tell that the tracks are very fresh and seem to head back up towards the village.
Marantis follows the tracks, keeping an eye out for any traps along the way.
The trail does move back towards the small huts.
Marantis moves towards the huts, following the trail, bow at the ready.
Jakun will stay behind and watch the Clerics back in case there is still a threat nearby. "Will that one live Human Cleric?" he calls over.
Red Horn follows along with Marantis. He had a knack for finding those that you could not see and he planned to make sure that the enemy's honor was upheld but finishing the fight proper.
Make a heal check, Aminah.
Another track check as the terrain changes to more grassy.
Red Horn sniffed about as they made it to the grassy areas.
He looked about confused as he tried to gain the trail again.
Looking after the others as they move forward and especially the priestess, who accertains the condition of one of the stabbed person. Shaking his head for such a thing No questions about receiving monetary reward for helping huoh. where is this world going
The elf on the altar has gone on to the River of Souls.
Marantis, technically it is still forest but the part where the altar was had been cleared. You are walking back onto foresty grass and trees.
Jakun scans the area for anything else that may look interesting.
Perception
"Human Cleric, if there is nothing else here we should rejoin the others. My brethren hunt and I would not miss out on the kills!"
She nods to Jakun and says. "Yes, there is nothing more that can be done. I shall catch up with the others and continue our quest."
With that she rejoins the rest of the group and follows Marantis as he tracks their quarry.
Jakun follows along with Aminah his eyes sesrching for more enemies to destroy.
The sight of smoke and fire comes from the direction of the huts.
Red Horn made his way back towards the huts, his eyes looking about and his nostrils flaring as he tried to spy the slippery draconians.
Jakun grunts in disappointment as well.
"Night comes, we should find shelter and set a watch of at least two per night. Kendros, would you take the first watch with me?" he calls out to the Black Robed Wizard.
Marantis will continue to track the draconians until the trail goes cold. Unless they walked through the burning buildings, they'll still have left tracks.
He will and will remind you that draconians can glide.
"Tell me Kendros, are there any spells that we can exchange with one another to make each other more powerful?"
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Aminah sits at camp and offers a prayer to Paladine for the souls that passed on this day. Then then says to the others, "I do find it odd that the Draconians are this far south. I would not be surprised if they were working with the Dark Knights in some capacity. Where the Dragon army marched in the War of the Lance, the Draconians followed."
Is anyone going to examine the remains of the huts?
Sighing at the others passive attitude and ready to relax, he decides to examine huts to see if there would be something worthwile
The sight before the Rouge is something out of a nightmare. The charred remains of humans and elves who are shackled and with metal mouth guards is in 2 of the huts.
I will not trade spells until you pass the Test of High Sorcery. Until then my knowledge is my own. states the Black Robe.
Jakun shrugs, "Very well. Tell me, when can I take this test? I yearn to begin my training as a member of your order in earnest".
The Masters of Orders will inform you when you are ready to take the Test of High Socery. Not before. states Kendros.
Moving a bit closer to the remains of dead Quentus pokes here and there with an indifferent face although even this is kind of spooky to him.
Deciding that his business is done here and taking a last look around before returning to others to inform about the situation inside the huts
Marantis looks around again to see if he can find some tracks further out, to make sure the Draconians have fled.
The elf cannot really tell what direction the creatures may have gone. They may have used their wings and glided away from tree to tree.
Jakun looks to the elf, "Get some sleep, if that Draconian comes back here, we shall turn him into a smoldering pile of ichor as we did hie rotten companions".
You assume that they will return and if they do that it will come alone. states the Black Robe.