"Yes, I heard tell that there was a dark temple discovered underneath Sandpoint some years back, with these sorts of creatures wandering the halls. These must be refugees." Izumi's voice is still a little rough, but he able to smile as he says: "After seeing what they've done to my blade, I wouldn't say they have any intelligence whatsoever!" A wide grin settles on Izumi's face after chuckling at his joke. Clearly he is now in high spirits.
"That temple caused a lot of trouble. Many good people died.", Raith grimaces as bad memories wash through his mind, "I hope these are the last two from that trouble. Don't want the evil from that dark place returning."
Raith has a blank look on his face. He isn't much for thinking after battle.
Pavel prepares a bonfire (or failing that, a nice hole in the ground) for the grisly trophies, then dusts his hands.
"Okay. Luh'let's go handle these sk'skeletons the goblins were so s'scared of."
"Well my friends. Since we don't have those creatures lying in wait for us, I think I may remove my armour for this crossing. It should make it much easier, and it won't take too long if I have some assistance." Izumi waits tentatively to see what the others think, his hand resting on the katana hilt.
Raith helps Pavel lay the dead to rest. He searches the lair for any objects that might be used to tell who the dead were. He moves on with the others.
"I don't know much about putting armor on or taking it off. So you tell me what you need done and I'll do it.", says Raith.
Izumi shudders at the thought of being included in that grisly collection. An ignoble end for sure. Izumi realizes no one would have ever known what had happenned to him.
"If you could unbuckle here, and here, and here. Thank you Raith." Izumi guides Raith to all the pieces he cannot undo himself, ensuring the pile is neat as he take the armor off. After he is unarmored, Izumi will pack the pieces carefully into his pack and secure the whole thing. It would not do to have pieces of this borrowed set fall into the river. His companions see the clothes under his armor. A plan tunic of white linen and pants to match.
Sorin watches Izumi make his way across the river as he packs away his spellbook and scrolls in the waterproof bag. Seeing him safely across, Sorin steps into the cold water and fords it carefully, trying to keep his footing as he works his way along the riverbed.
His footing slips in the mud along the bed once or twice, but he makes it across without taking a dunking. Once on the other side, Sorin snaps off on himself and Izumi, causing the dirt and water to shed from their clothes into puddles at their feet. He then continues casting the spell as Pavel, Raith and Garund emerge dripping from the river.
Pavel's crossing manages to be even less graceful than Sorin's, but he manages even while burdened with his armor.
Swim check:
From the opposite bank, he gently beckons the bear cub over- reinforcing Garand's commands to ease the skittish animal across.
Aid Another (Handle Animal):
Raith asks Izumi if he needs any help carrying his armor across. Helps if he can. Then wades across the river.
Izumi smiles warmly at Raith: "Thank you Raith, but I should manage. All those years in the forge makes this an easy burden."
Survival (+2 vs. getting lost w/compass- not factored in):
Perception:
After crossing the river once again, Izumi takes five to put his armor back into place before the group sets out again. While Izumi is in a remarkably good mood, he isn't being terribly attentive.
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1d20+9
Raith stares at the plate, "I imagine this ship ain't where it's suppposed to be."
Izumi examines the wreck and tries to remember anything his father might have mentioned about this.
"R'Reckon so."
Pavel kneels, looking for tracks that might confirm what the captured goblin had told us about.
Survival w/ranger tracking bonus:
"The wreck is probably too recent...it hasn't been swallowed by the forest, so perhaps only a year or two...but it may point back to the origin..." Sorin mutters to himself as he looks at the brass plate on the side of the crushed hull. He rubs his chin in thought as he takes in the line of the craft and its position on the shore.
"Gettin' cl'close. Luh'let's press on."
Raith nods agreement with Pavel.
"Agreed." says Izumi, his face twisted up in momentary confusion.
"Or if this is Lonjiku Kaijutsu's vessel, then I am severely mistaken as to what the rate of decay of an structure is in the wilderness..."
"Hmph. Lead on Pavel."
Sorin turns away from the wreck and follows the group along the trail. Every so often he consults his map or shows Pavel some landmark correlation. Mostly Sorin keeps quiet as they squelch further into the swamp.
"Strange my father never mentioned this to me Sorin. Though, he said he never was much of a sailor." Izumi says, his hand still resting naturally on the hilt of his katana, as though it were the norm.
"I think that we will see what we can find. I think that we may have to ask some pointed questions of Sandpoint's elders and see what turns up. I know that Lonjuku Kaijutsu arrived at Sandpoint as one of the very few, or only...I don't remeber which, survivor of some sort of catastrophy at sea. It does appear that the ship we just left is from that time period, and may be related to the same disaster...or the ship could just have a similar sounding name. Further investigation is certainly warranted."
Pavel takes point again, focusing on orienteering and keeping an eye out for any more threats from the Marsh.
Survival w/compass to stay on course:
Perception:
"I'll have something other than the weather and her pretty face to talk with Ameiko about when we get back.", says Raith. "Knowing her she'll want to come out with us and take a look about."
Pavel responds without looking up from his compass or Sorin's map.
"J'Just get to her before Izumi does. The way his s'stories go, he'll have fuh'found it single-handedly while fuh'fending off a horde of Bruh'Brinestump Horrors. Wuh'with his weak hand."
"Two of th'three. Just a luh'little further. Stay sh'sharp.", Pavel says as he pulls the boggard cudgel from his belt.
Survival w/compass- staying on course:
Perception:
"Glad you know where we're going because I sure as hell don't", says Raith.
As they pass by the second wrecked ship, Izumi ponders the local area.
"Pavel, yet again I am glad to see that my faith in your navigational skills is borne out. How are we doing on sunlight? Do I have enough time to poke my head inside the wreck for a moment? I want to see if I can find the nameplate. If you think that we should press on, I am fine with that...I imagine that the wreck is not going anywhere quickly.", Sorin grins at his little jest.