Looking at others on ground puking, Garlian is happy for all those years he had spent on world. Experience can solve and help with many things and... just keeping it all together can help significantly.
Nevertheless, worried at them, Galrian will try to help them Kyth, can you keep lookout? I will try to see if I can fasten their recovery
PERCEPTION:
Kyth draws tempest and watches for any movement while Galrian tries to help the rest of the party.
Kyth can't seem to keep his attention on his surroundings with concern for Diabinthe clouding his vision.
Fort:
Perception(if Fort saved):
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After several minutes, those of you who were made ill by the teleport stop retching. You are somewhere else, that's for sure. Cold wind blows down the mountainside covered with old snow. It's much colder than in Korvosa at this time of year. The ground is frozen solid, but there may yet be some tracks left.
Where the hell are we?
Kyth says through chattering teeth. His breath fogging in the cold air.
"I have no idea. We should try to find these track though, as well as find shelter before we freeze to death."
Wiping drips of vomit from her mouth, Asasha hauls herself to her feet and looks around the desolate surroundings. Feeling the chill she huddles her thin coat around herself, wraps her scarf more tightly and sticks her hands under her armpits to keep warm.
"Well I guess it was a bad idea to leave my backpack at the inn" she says, it's colder than a witches',.. "she pauses and glances at Shol'a'saul,,... umm, its pretty damn cold." with that she turns to look at the surroundings and stamps her feet to try to stay warm.
Fort save
Are you alright Diabinthe?
Kyth asks as he kneels next to her in the snow.
PERCEPTION:
Kristophe rises back to his feet, his misery plainly etched on his face. "What was I thinking". "What got in to me". "I deserve every bit of this". "Well when I get back to Korvosa, I'll just quietly slip away and..." Kristope quickly looks behind him at the gateway.
Perception:
Perception
Catching the cold wind, Galrian hair is flicking around as he watches around and takes a look at his companions, seeing how they are able to withstand this weather.
Perception:
Shivering, Zariah hugs herself trying to keep warm.
Are you alright Diabinthe?
Kyth asks as he kneels next to her in the snow.Eyes wide and a bit jumpy, she spouts the only response that comes to her mind:
"Yes, Just a bit cold and a little confused. Ahem! So...WHO-WANTS-TO HUDDLE-FOR-WARMTH-SAY-I!"
She said everything without stopping for a breath just in case her teeth might start to chatter before she could get a word out. She raises her shivering hand at the same time clutching onto Kythvanath's body.
She lets out a small chuckle of embarrassment, but she wasn't embarrassed enough to let go of Kythvanath just yet. Diabinthe then remembered about Ludi but luckily Ludi was right behind her. That was when Diabinthe realized one special thing about her little animal companion. Before Ludi even got a chance to sit, Diabinthe snatches her up with one hand while still holding onto Kythvanath.
Thank goodness I have the furnace with four legs with me along with my husband!
She gives Kythvanath kiss with chattering teeth and holds onto him extra close while whispering she loved him in his ear. She then looks over at Ludi and gave her a big kiss on her huge furry head. She looks around hoping that maybe she might recognize the place.
Knowledge Nature
Survival
Shol'a'Saul watches the affectionate display impassively. Once Diabinthe has released her husband from her embrace, she says quietly, "That is all very well for those who have a companion to share body warmth, however I was thinking of something along the lines of a place to take shelter."
Kyth holds Diabinthe close as she shakes from the cold.
"Right...well I guess we should look for somewhere to get out of the wind at least."
PERCEPTION:
Kyth says as he looks for a place to get out of the cold.
By the gods my father would be ashamed of me shivering in the cold.
Yea your probably right about that.
Kyth hears echo in his head.
Would you just shut it! He mentally snaps back.
Perception:
The Great Katallin looks at Zeriah shivering in the cold and responds to Shol'a'saul I think under the circumstances we can get a little friendly to keep warm. My Pa never took us to any ice sailing, I ain't ever been this cold. How are you fairing Zeriah?
The Great Katallin folds his arms against the cold and almost as a sixth sense feels a smirk growing on Asasha's face, And you Asasha? Been long time since we saw snow. The Great Katallin attempts to change the subject before Asasha makes some snide comment about his concern for Zeriah.
Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, but feeling the intense cold, Kristophe begins to gather any firemaking material in the area.
Smirking at Kat and suppressing a small giggle Asasha points nods at the ground. "Well it's pretty cold and a bit of warmth or some more suitable clothes'd be good. But if you were actually paying attention there are some tracks just here... It looks like they're leading that way." she gestures further into the mountains. "looks like another of those weird skull things from the thin points and some kind of big cat? If we don't follow them now and it starts to snow we'll never be able to follow them. Maybe they'll lead to some kind of shelter?"
Perception: 1d20+2
The Great Katallin looks at Zeriah shivering in the cold and responds to Shol'a'saul I think under the circumstances we can get a little friendly to keep warm. My Pa never took us to any ice sailing, I ain't ever been this cold. How are you fairing Zeriah?
And you Asasha? Been long time since we saw snow.
Zariah turns her head, looking at Katallin and smiling with genuine warmth, despite her obvious discomfort.
"Not happy, but I.i.i'l s.s.ssurvive. Why c.c.couldn't this b.be a dessert? At this p.p.point I'm all f.f.for getting f.f.freiendly."
At the last part of her statement the mischief twinkles in her eyes again for just a moment.
Hey everybody. Just chatted with Nightflier, and he's having difficulty logging into Paizo. Be patient...he's working on it...provider issues.
The Great Katallin walks up to Zeriah putting his arm around her and motions for others to huddle up with them.
We need to get moving but keeping together will keep our body heat focused. Keep an eye for some wood on the way, even if it's wet I'm sure Zeriah has some oil vials on her to get the fire going.
Perception to find wood:
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After several minutes of searching the frozen bare ground, you have discovered barely noticeable tracks leading away from the teleportation nexus. You have decided to follow them. After two hour track, you have discovered an entrance to the cave, beneath huge rock outcrop. A sickly stench of rock wafts from the cave entrance. The entrance is large enough for all of you to enter abreast. Some time ago you have lost the tracks on the stony ground, but it seems that this is the only place they could lead to. As far as the eye can see, everything is just a lifeless barren mountainous wasteland.
Well this place looks cozy. Kyth says dryly as he looks around.
Perception:
Shol'a'Saul wraps her cloak tightly around her body, clearly not liking this cold. This allows her 'pet' to wriggle out and move towards the entrance. It moves to just inside the entrance and skitters on the wall, probing for any activity.
"w,w,w,well i s,s,supose i sh,should go and sc,sc,scout ahead." Asasha stutters, moving into the cave as quietly as her chattering teeth will allow.
Stealth:
Zeriah leans into Katallin welcoming the warmth with a smile.
Kristophe slowly makes his way back further into the cave, arrow drawn and eyes darting about, trying to discover how large the cave is and if there are any other openings.
Perception
Shol'a'Saul tilts her head, listening to an unseen voice, and then says quietly, "Be cautious, something in here perished recently."
Asasha, holding a sword in front of her, edges deeper into the cave, her senses straining for any threat.
perception:
Zariah peers further into the cave pinpricks of light like burning embers seeming to come to life in her eyes.
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"Urg,.. lokk at this." says Asasha moving towards the remains of the bear inside the cave. "looks dead?" she says, poking carefully at it with her sword, ready to leap away from it at the slightest indication of movement.
Shol'a'Saul approaches the entrance and slips behind Asasha. She peers at the corpse of the bear, and (assuming it does not animate in any way) examines it, trying to determine when and how it died.
Well at least that explains the smell. Kyth says as he inspects the area around the bear.
Perception:
As the others study the bear-creature Zariah's hand slips into a pocket in her cloak, drawing out a card,The Vision. A silvery shimmer seems to pass over the card, a moment before the same shimmer can be seen in her eyes as she whispers an arcane phrase.
I don't know about the rest of you but dead or not I don't want this thing getting back up. The Great Katallin walks over to the bear drawing his sword, and if no makes any objections will slice the bear's head off.
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As the others study the bear-creature Zariah's hand slips into a pocket in her cloak, drawing out a card,The Vision. A silvery shimmer seems to pass over the card, a moment before the same shimmer can be seen in her eyes as she whispers an arcane phrase.
Nightflier
Fort Save:
What the...! Kyth exclaims as he snaps his eyes shut just in time to save his vision though there wasn't much he could do for the noise. He blinks a few times to make the after image disappear and looks around with a faint ringing in his ears. Is everyone ok?
He asks while trying to think of anything that could have caused that.
Knowledge Arcane:
Spellcraft:
Shol'a'Saul staggers from the onslaught, but is able to resist it somehow.
"What sort of magic was that?"