”Aye,” Logan says with some slight concern, ”but that’s his voice...”
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Surprise sounds in Logan’s voice as he calls out ”Aladdin? Is that you?”
Logan, containing his frustration at having to separate, cleans his falchion. Sighing, he pulls out the goblin arrow head he kept, walks over to a nearby tree and etches "Porkchop commands you to go to the Oldkeep". Smiling, he puts back the arrow head and moves back by Tynn. What's a little blasphemy among friends?
Logan nods, "I think it's wise to stay together. With Bolgrith and Aladdin both missing and giant frogs about, not to mention the rumored bandits, we can all keep each other safe easier. " he looks at the tome with respectful curiosity I will have to ask him more when the situation is more relaxed...
Logan, sword drawn, goes to where he saw Tolsbaer last.
Logan, helping Tynn to his feet, looks at his companion and asks "Are you able to join me while I go check on Tolsbaer? I thought I heard a croak from the ravine where he was bathing and I want to make sure he's fine as well." based on his response, Logan heads to the ravine.
Logan bellows in frustration and swings his blade again.
"A GOLIATH FROG ATE TYNN" Logan bellows over his shoulder, not taking his eyes from the beast.
A shocked expletive escapes Logan's mouth as he draws his falchion, takes in his foe, and attacks
Logan nods and walks over to Tynn. "I hope I am not disturbing your research, but I'm curious, what will the spell do that you have in mind?"
Logan, frustrated and worried, nods at the time-frame needed and stands at the edge of the drop off where he can keep an eye on Tynn and Tolsbaer in case either have need.
So, a thought just occurred to me, Bolgrith has the key of Honfogalas. We can't enter the dungeon without it?
Looking at Tynn and Tolsbaer, "I think it would be wise to take a moment to find the source of water." Plus, who knows, there may be clues as to what these bandits are up to.
I am definitely actively interested in this story line.
Logan nods. "Seems fair enough. I can take the first watch." Once everyone has settled, Logan places himself toward the edge of the fire, his hand resting on the hilt of his falchion.
Logan frowns as he weighs his options "I lean toward either braving the footpath or going through the woods." he looks to the others, waiting for their thoughts.
Logan eyes go wide, "Taking people? If they are bandits, I suppose they could be slavers, but the way he reacted to the name 'Pork Chop' has me concerned" he looks to Tynn, "Do you know of any cannibalistic groups that are in the area?"
Broable With that in mind, though, my wife and I will be in California next Friday through the Wednesday after, so I will not be posting from the 9th-the 14th
Logan shrugs at the suggestion of making camp. "I have no qualms with resting for the night, it may prove useful to avoid a greater chance of injury or ambush." he looks at the approaching figures
Logan frowns at the dwarf's comment. Over-easy? His eyes widen as a grin crosses his face. "It's an egg." He says with a slight tone of humored frustration.
Logan quietly thinks to himself. I feel like I'm over thinking this...
Logan quietly thinks to himself A chest without any means of repeated opening is either not meant to be opened or only meant to be opened once...
Logan shrugs "It beats walking, sometimes." Hmm... White horses on a red hill. I suppose figuring out one will figure out the other...
"Not a kite, ok... Hmm..." Logan frowns. It's something that is taller than trees, does not grow, yet has roots... "It wouldn't be a castle or a building, those grow as they are built, plus the foundations are seen as they are built..." he mumbles to himself. It's taller than a tree but does not grow ,yet it has roots... Never mind the roots, let's just start with what's taller than a tree, but does not grow... He looks at the ground and sighs. I suppose some boulders can be larger than a small tree... But those are not rooted to anything... A hill or a mountain, maybe... He furrows his brow and looks up. "A mountain?"
Logan listens attentively and ponders the words. Quietly repeating the words with furrowed brow, he looks at the old dwarf and smiles "This is a good one..." he pauses. Roots that are unseen, is taller than a tree, it goes up, but doesn't get any bigger... The going up could be flight, but it also has unseen roots that would, in theory, bind it to earth... Unseen but not nonexistent, so maybe something small line thread or string... a few moments pass then his eyes light up "Is it a kite?"
Logan smiles at the dwarf's question "I do enjoy riddles, though I seldom have time for them. Do you know any worth telling?"
Logan takes a mental inventory of his supplies as he reviews the town. I suppose some potions wouldn't hurt... He then looks about the town for the nearest apothecary to purchase 4 in the event he gets separated from the group and has a need.
"It certainly was a... Unique experience, that's for sure." his mind goes back to what was, essentially his initiation into the group. Living rock, talking statues, fair folk that get offended at a lack of courtesy to stone, and a massive war machine to boot.
Logan nods, "Aye, as we were making our way through a goblin keep in a mountain, we found three statues and in the hand of one of the statues was a staff that we have since determined is the key that should unlock a portion of the Oldkeep."
Logan stretches awake with a yawn and a few slow, heavy blinks. Before rising, he methodically tenses and relaxes his muscles corresponding with his breathing, starting from the top of his head and ending at his feet. After a few cycles of this, he takes a deep inhale as he sits up, feeling the familiar weight of his armor and falchion find their place on his shoulders. He goes through his morning routine and changes into clothing that smells a bit less of sleep and the sea and then dawns his armor and blade and steps out into the day, enjoying the morning sun.
Logan thanks the first mate for his help and then gets ready to sleep. Keeping his armor and falchion on him, he gets as comfortable as he can and focuses on relaxing so sleep may take him.
Logan hands the captain the gold. "Agreed." he says as he climbs aboard.
I'm somewhat worried that this was a red herring.
Logan steps out from where the group waited and approaches Tolsbaer. He stops within 5 feet of the dwarf, outwardly calm but inwardly ready for anything should they be non-compliant.
A scowl plays across Logan's face A code word. We should have established a code word...
Logan waits out of sight as Tolsbaer progresses; his hand on the hilt of his falchion. He keeps an open eye and an open ear out for if the situation goes awry, as well as for any surprises.
I can support Tolsbaer's plan
Logan nods, "Agreed, especially considering the lengths this merchant was willing to go to get it." If indeed the merchant is a human, I wonder how his plans relate to the war... A slight frown tugs at his face as accusations of treason creep into his mind.
Logan grabs the attention of one of the bar maids and orders a round of ale for the group of brawlers.
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