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Nimar creeps through the jungle, trying to stay low and quiet while mentally preparing to get in fast, rescue Lesadi, and get out twice as fast.
Nimar grins. "I'm up for a little sneaking and heroics, how about you Neil? Any thoughts on where we can meet up if you and the rest of the survivors needs to fall back, Nym?"
Nimar considers the noise coming from the village, but focuses his concern on rescuing the captured shipwreck survivor. "We need to get Lesadi. I think that should be our top priority. I don't really like the idea of dealing with their refuse pit, but it doesn't look to be well guarded from here. Should we approach from there?"
Hope it isn't what I had. Still feeling congested!
"In that case...I'm going to catch a nap," grins Nimar.
"Well. We need answers...I'm not favoring that swim, personally. I don't have Nym's athletic abilities," grins Nimar.
Nimar takes the lead for the scouting group, keeping his crossbow ready and his body low to the ground.
"I agree. A small team to circle them? I volunteer."
Happy New Year to everyone! I'm here, just being slow...let's kick it back up!
At Nymra's signal, Nimar crouches low and readies his crossbow.
Am now, though still getting caught up on other games and about a dozen other things.
So the kids got sick and infected your computer? :P Hope everyone's feeling better.
Nimar tries to creep closer and cocks his head to try and hear better.
"Is that a structure in the distance?" Nimar peers and tries to make out details of the lighthouse.
Nimar grimaces as the hook clanks and falls to the ground, nearly conking him on the head. "We should have searched last night. No, that's just guilt talking, I know we may have ended up hurt or killed in the process..."
Happy Thanksgiving folks. Ate way too much, but thinking of going back to pick at the cold turkey for a sammich just because...someone shoot me.
"This isn't good. It looks as though she were caught by one of those traps, then carried off."
"I doubt she was involved with the captain or his...companion. It seems she would have done something to intervene earlier. Then again, if she was, maybe we're getting close." Nimar shakes his head. "Ah, you got me paranoid, Gelik!" He laughs and breaks into his trademark grin for a moment, then he realizes what the most likely scenario is and the grin turns to a frown quickly. "More likely she became caught in one of those traps. She may be seriously injured. We should search for her, but not far. If she's not caught up in the trap...Anyway, let's not waste more than a few hours searching before we get back on the trail."
Yawning from a solid night of deep sleep, Nimar turns to Neil. "Ghosts are funny that way. I've heard tales of the most courageous knights, blessed by the gods, turn tail and flee from powerful undead. I'm talking dragonslayers and demon hunters who face the curse of undeath, or maybe their own mortality, and flee in a blind panic." He scratches his stubble-covered face. "What I'm trying to say is, don't feel shame. As for why Nym and I managed to shake it off? The supernatural is...well, supernatural. Besides, she's way scarier than a simple ghost could ever hope to be!"
"Is everyone okay? Did anyone see where Lesedi got off to? I'm concerned about traps, but night is a terrible time for a search." Nimar frets a bit.
Nimar curses under his breath. "Nym, you okay?" Nimar moves to stand beside the half giant warrior. I doubt my weapon will harm a spirit, hopefully her...whatever...can. He waves the rapier at the ghost, trying to distract it in the hopes that Nymra's sword can stop the ghost.
"Neil! Neil!" Nimar shouts as the man flees in a blind panic. "Damn! I hope the ghost isn't going to chase the fool!"
Fear washes over Nimar as the spirit lets out a keening wail. He wants to run, but stands his ground.
"Uh, maybe you should just toss it to him, Neil?"
Nimar moves close to Neil, ready, to jump in to defend him should the apparition grow violent.
"Whoa! There is no Ashamara here, friend! Perhaps she's down that way?" Nimar draws his rapier and assumes a defensive posture. He points down the path in the direction the tracks lead.
"Works for me, hopefully I can get a full, uninterrupted night's sleep! Hey, take a look at the fish I caught." Nimar tells the group with a grin after he returns from fishing in time to hear Neil's watch schedule.
Nimar does his best to fashion a fishing rod and joins Sasha on the --bank. He stays quiet the whole time, trying his best to relax.
Nimar catches sight of a snare trap while tuning out Gelik's questions. He had the same thoughts that Gelik was considering, but with dusk approaching, he needed to focus. When the shadows and setting sun made things more difficult he stopped and turned to Nymra. "I'm concerned about everyone's safety, Nym, especially my own," he chuckled and grinned. "We're running out of daylight. I could use a torch, but that might alert anyone watching us. Sounds like there is a stream near, maybe we should make camp?"
Taking another rogue level. I gain Evasion and selecting Trap Spotter as my rogue talent: Trap Spotter (Ex): Whenever a rogue with this talent comes within 10 feet of a trap, she can attempt an immediate Perception check to notice the trap. This check should be made in secret by the GM.
Just another day for me. No kids, not a drinker, not Wiccan, just another day :P
Nimar sips from his water and wipes his forehead. "The worst of the heat should be past by now. I say have a quick lunch and gear up."
Question for GM:
"I would be happy to give it a try, Jask," Nimar replies to the former prisoner. He has a sip of water then takes a seat in the shade. He unrolls his tools and begins taking his time examining the coffer.
"Gelik isn't wrong on that. They could be going for backup," Nimar says as he pokes at leaf on the trail, ensuring it doesn't hide trap. "Personally, I want to find the captain and whatever transport they're using to get out of here sooner, rather than later. What do you think, Nym? Orne?"
Nimar nods and moves along the path watching for snares, trip-wires, and any number of other methods of triggering traps.
Nimar steps out of the brush and sidles up next to Nymra. "Since we're following a path anyway, rather than the tracks, you want me to take the lead? I'm practiced at locating traps and I think it is a good bet that we'll encounter more."
They haven't attacked yet...what to do? Nimar creeps slowly and quietly forward through the brush, keeping his weapon aimed at the watching group.
Nimar, unsure of whether or not he's been spotted, tries to stay quiet and concealed.
Nimar snaps his crossbow into a ready position and hunches low as he scans the path for an ambush.
As the day before, Nimar lets Nymra lead the way while he tries to point out signs of tracks she might have missed.
Sounds right.
Nimar glances back and considers the half-orc priest. He looks torn. Gelik will probably be decent enough company, but who knows how he'd react if we run into trouble? "Orne," he calls over his shoulder, "Someone with your skill-set might be helpful for our trip, mind coming with? If it sweetens the pot some, I often say a few silent prayers to Lady Luck. Pretty sure She's saved my backside more than a few times."
Nimar stumbles from the warrior woman's back clap, hoping she didn't witness his inability to handle her show of camaraderie.
"If you're going to look to pick up the trail, Nym, I'll watch your back again."
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