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![]() "Sorry Mr. Touch, you'll have to find another tent." "Lets head back shall we?" -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() "If we are to scout this area out, then we should do so quickly if we do not wish to camp here. Another few hours and total darkness will be upon us." "Likely, the Forest is much more dangerous at night." "Perhaps a quick run of the perimeter as you say and then we had back to the river, and leave markings on how to get back to this spot to investigate more thoroughly in the morning?" -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() "This is peculiar." says Vera indicating to the walkway and swamp. Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12 -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() 10d10 ⇒ (4, 1, 1, 10, 9, 10, 4, 2, 4, 3) = 48 Vera seems taken aback by the newest secret revealed to her, but quickly composes herself and weaves her magic. When finished each if you begin to glow a slight hue of silver. "This will keep us from getting lost by being able to follow ourselves back to this point." "We should get moving again, shall we?" As Vera walks off, a silver trail of floating rose petals is left in her wake. -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() "Let's not tarry too long, best get moving again." says Vera. "This seems like a good place to camp for the night if it comes to it though. So we should leave a trail for us to get back to here." "I know a spell that can do this for us, but in order for it to work I have to know something about you." "Something you wouldn't tell to a stranger. It doesn't have to be your darkest secret or anything, just something personal." "You can whisper it to me if you like." -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() "Well good, two is better than one as they say. Shall we?" says Vera indicating into the forest. -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Once sure no one was else was willing to brave the forest Vera calls out to everyone, "Okay group. Let's move out. Is anyone a tracker? Might be useful once we enter the forest." "And no, Kyle I'm not aware of one." -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() "We should not waste much more time." Vera calls out to the square, "Anyone whom is interested in joining our group in the exploration of the forest of hope is welcome to do so. Merely join us here by the well, we'll be departing in five minutes." -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Vera gags soundlessly, "If anyone has need of water, just be sure to let me know and I will be more than happy to create some for you." -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() To which Vera nods for a moment before asking, "... Zakain, how did you know your urine tastes like wine?" -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() "... Zakain I don't believe this was the well they spoke of." "Did you spend all night down there? Please, go relieve yourself and then we can talk you must be in pain." -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Looking around Vera says to Mr. Touch, why don't you go check on Zakain? -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Vera starts as she was caught absent-mindedly toying with her wand once more. She turns to Percival and smiles, "Oh, an early bird as well I see? I was hoping to catch the sunrise, but I suppose this" she indicates to the skies "is really what I should have expected." "I've been looking over this map here for a short while and I think I'm finally familiar with it." "Only I can't decide where we should go into the Forest of Hope, especially if I want to find that temple. Care to have a look?" she says, handing to him the roll of parchment. ![]()
![]() Vera smiles as she shakes Percival's hand and bows her head to him, and doesn't pull out her wand to clean her hand until after he is out of sight. -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Vera smiles at Mr. Touch, "It would be wrong of me to be upset at you Mr. Touch as clearly you are from a distant land. But, from where I hail a lady does not share her room quite so easily." "I will take your words for what I assume is meant to be a compliment as opposed to an insult. So to that, I say thank Mr. Touch for the kind offer, but for now I must decline." Addressing the rest of the group, "It seems we've reached a majority here, so let us retire. In the morning we shall make for the forest." -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Vera peers over the map again, "We should all be getting off to bed soon too I think. Let's see if we can't plan a course of action first however." "According to our generous barkeep, our best bet is either the forest or the Mouth of Doom. Does anyone here have an opinion?" "I admit to being slightly biased towards the forest in the hopes of finding that profane temple." "How about the rest of you?" -Posted with Wayfinder ![]()
![]() Vera winks to Mr. Touch, and then bows to Kyle and Zakain. "It's nice to meet you both." Walking over to the table the group was at, she lays out the map and invites Kyle, Mr. Touch, Percival and Zakain over to the table. Turning back to the beaten adventurers, she seems to realize the man who Mr. Go attacked again had once again fallen unconscious. She brings her hands together and two more waves of energy sheer off her lithe frame. Channels: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 2, 3) = 10 "Now clear out of here, as far as I'm concerned you're more bandits than adventurers. Go up to your rooms and sleep off your bruises. I expect better manners out of you come the morning." |