"Thimble, you have the best climb, do you want to search the bodies?"
"Good idea. Thimble, will you go up and cut those bodies down while Asther and I look for the elderwood moss?"
Thimble:
Thimble easily climbs up to where the bodies are. Although they have been almost completely stripped of flesh, their equipment is still on them. What Thimble finds that is still in useful condition is:
2 crossbows
2 short swords
1 suit of hide armor
1 short bow
1 signet ring with the image of a flaming hawk
9 gold pieces
12 silver pieces
8 days rations
"May I have the hawk ring and a sword please?"
Asther:
Asther:
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"May I have just the hawk ring then"
"If anybody wants any of these items they can have them as far as I'm concerned. Otherwise I will put the rest on Bess and we can sell them when we get back to town and split the proceeds. Does than sound fair?"
He looks at the short bow. "This bow seems to be finely crafted. It should fetch a good price."
He says to Thimble: "This bow is better than the one you are carrying. The one I've never seen you shoot."
Asther:
Asther:
Also, 0th level spells are at-will, meaning you can cast a 0th level spell (also called an Orison) whenever you want, as long as you have it prepared. So you can cast guidance, for instance, any time you want (although its still a standard action).
"May I have the bow please?"
Vartan hands you the bow. "We will sell your old one then."
Thimble:
Asther:
Thimble:
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Asther:
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"If we're done dividing our loot, lets find that moss and move out. Time is of the essence."
"Ok then"Thimble says"Lets find that moss"
You find a small patch of moss on the trunk of the elder darkwood tree.
"This looks like what Laurel described to me. I hope it is enough."
Vartan gathers all the moss he can and puts it in his saddlebags.
"Let us go find the witch's hut, we should be able to reach it by mid-afternoon if we move fast. Asther, since you are wounded you may ride Bess if you wish."
"This looks like what Laurel described to me. I hope it is enough."
Vartan gathers all the moss he can and puts it in his saddlebags.
"Let us go find the witch's hut, we should be able to reach it by mid-afternoon if we move fast. Asther, since you are wounded you may ride Bess if you wish."
"Thank you Vartan. That is very kind of you."
Asther:
Asther:
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DMD:
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Thimble:
"Witches creep me out"Thimble says nervously.
You start traveling West toward where you think the witch's hut is. The day is warm and sunny and the going continues to be rough.
Asther:
"Witches creep me out"Thimble says nervously.
"From what I understand she's not so bad. Not wicked, just strange and reclusive."
Asther:
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Asther:
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Cure light wounds. (1d8+1=3) Asther heals herself
You continue to travel through the woods.
Asther:
Asther points to the creature and yells: "AHH, LOOK!"
"Shhh!" says Vartan. "Don't attract it's attention!"
"does it see us?"
" I don't think so."
The creature flies away, out of sight.
You continue on your way.
Later in the day, the sounds of the forest suddenly become distant as the trees part, opening to reveal a small, circular clearing. The nearest trees twist away from the clearing, seemingly in an attempt to flee despite their trapped roots. At the glade's center squats a small cottage, little more than a pile of sticks and ivy stacked upon mud walls. From the thatched roof dangle bundles of gnarled roots, old dried beast carcasses, and knucklebone bangles, all clattering together like a gruesome wind chime. A dozed small thatched dolls, each shaped like a tiny man, imp or rearing serpent, stand propped up in the yard, keeping guard over a rickety plank door.
"This just might be the witches place"
"Here, lets go knock on the door."
"Here, lets go knock on the door."
"Yes. Come on Thimble. You and I will knock on the door and Asther can stay behind us."