Sorry for my silence, very sick at the moment, Bot me until I can keep solid food down please.
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Samias will aim at one of the unwounded Badgers.
Waiting until the Badgers reach 100 feet away Samias will select one that isn't in melee and shoot it.
Away from home for the next week. Still have access to a computer, but may be away a lot. Bot me if needed.
Samias was starting to think travelling with this circus wasn't worth the supposed safety of numbers. 'They have no guides or trackers?' He thought in tired disbelief.
"Your right, something smells wrong about this caravan." Samias agrees. Samias will look over the empty wagons, do they have any equipment set up for a cargo to collect? IE. Chains and manacles for slaves?
Samia's aims more carefully this time.
Samias aims and looses with his crossbow, knowing the Dire Badger will attack anyone it can see with bloody-minded savagery.
Samias rolls to his feet, taking a look at the beast. "Take it easy." He calls softly. "It hasn't attacked anyone yet, it's just hungry."
If possible he tries to calm it down.
@Hash. "Tracks." Samias replies. "Something I haven't seen before? Heavy enough to leave marks of claws on stone." Samias will tell George that there is something nasty in the area, telling him about the tracks he picked up.
"No, something is wrong here." Samias states. "Most caravans are happy to have extra guards along. Especially those they don't have to pay. This Mercenary sounds unhappy to have guards along that aren't his. As if he's got something planned perhaps?" When he goes out hunting for the pot Samia's will take the chance to casually look over the guards while passing them.
Returning with some rabbits for the pot.
Throwing together a tasty stew.
Samias shrugs, he's happy to range ahead of the caravan and hunt for the pot. "Trying to extort a business he owns stock in? That's an odd thing to do."
More survival rolls:
Samias keeps his eyes open and moves to the front to find the best path for the caravan.
Samias makes sure he's dusty and grimy, looking tired as he passes the gate. Trying to look like a regular guard on the caravan.
When she's not looking Samias gives Adriala a very suspicious look. Something about her survival and joining the caravan strikes him as too convenient?
Samias places something that will make a noise if the door is opened in the night, and then spreads his bedroll out and sits on it, checking his equipment and cleaning his weapons. "Be a good idea to have watches." He suggests as he works.
"Food, water, clothing for the heat." Samias turns to the mistress. "This caravan. Are we working our way, or are we passengers?"
Nope, just waiting impatiently while the city slickers babble on about things. :) While he's standing around looking all grim and purposeful it's actually pretty easy to see that Samias is uncomfortable with both cities and groups of people.
North does sound the better option.
"The consortium has put up enough posters around to get the jackals greedy." Samias finally stops looking around suspiciously enough to talk. They don't need to do more than watch the bounty hunters and see where they go to find us. Being loud and dramatic is asking to get killed at the moment." He shrugs uncomfortably. "I came into town looking for information and got more than I wanted. Looks like getting out isn't going to be as easy as I hoped."
Samias isn't going to bother. He wants to stay undercover, she was practically demanding someone come and catch her.
Samias nods in agreement. "She wanted trouble from the start. If she wants to go around drawing attention she can do it on her on."
Still playing, but some maps would help immensely. And I'm not carrying the Tiefling.
Samias drifts idly away until he's behind the guards.
"Back through the stables looks the best, we don't want to be running out into the front where everyone is waiting and looking." Samias states, heading to the back as he speaks.
"Lets go." Agrees Samias.
Samias looks up from his looting, "I spend my time in the hinterlands. I know little about this hole." He stands up and moves to follow the rest of the party.
Samias will join in the collection, taking gold and the weapons for later use.
Samias shoots at the Fighter.
Samias will also shoot her.
Samias will shoot the woman attacking Nurush.
It's a break in Super rugby for the June internationals at the moment. South Africa has just finished 3 games with France. New Zealander here. :)
Samia moves on to the new girl, thinking that that he should grab the wand once she's dead. "You should pick better company girl."
Samias smiles politely at the man and shoots him in the gut.
Samias nods as Karla casts her spell. Taking aim at the same girl he shoots.
Slipping out of the booth after his shot.
Ok, got it. Murder face on.
Samias.
Keeping his hands out of sight Samias prepares his crossbow, he doesn't know the others, but armed men usually meant Aspis, and he was happy to thin the crowd.
Samias.
"Really? I'm more concerned with the one who announced to a whole room he's a wanted man. Cities are full of the types who'll sell anything or anyone."
"No doubt. I thought we'd discuss our common interests. Like wanted posters and what to do with the scum who put them up?" Samias is a bit uncomfortable in this environment, his eyes constantly scanning the room even as he speaks to Karla. He nods when she indicates the new arrival, and tells her. "One of the dancers on stage has a glamour on him. Anything you can tell about it?" Indicating the specific dancer.
Making sure he's got her attention Samias makes a gesture, inviting her to the booth.
Where did you live and visit? It's a weird thing but many young New Zealanders immediately head overseas as soon as possible, I've been to Australia, Argentina and Italy for visits, but can't imagine living anywhere else. Even if it is cold, wet and windy at the moment. Those of you who get snow for winter can now mock me.
Samias scan people carefully.
Samias will try the private booth, if it's occupied he'll slink away to behind the crowd.
Samias will quietly enter and head upstairs after giving the lower room a paranoid check. He takes his drink and finds a spot out of view that lets him see most of the room. He nurses his drink and keeps looking over the room, being hunted has left him a touch trigger happy and he's trying not to look like someone with something to hide.
OK,added shark repellent to Samias. Posting from Wellington, New Zealand. Sorry for the delay, the thread isn't showing up in my campaigns tab yet.
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