A few hours of walking into the wood tempers.your initially rowdy mood. You creep closer to the place where the Broken Ears ambush party last stayed. The spot has been well chosen, with a clear view of the road but still hidden from view behind trees and rocks.
Cold ashes surrounded by gnawed rabbit bones and refuse mark their camp.
Creega slips into the camp undetected not that there is anyone left to admire his skills.
He quickly does a check of the place. The goblins that stayed here were sloppy to.say the least but have left nothing useful or even remotely appetizing.
The tracks lead to the north to a small crossroad you know about, not very far from here. There are six different footprints.
"I suggest everyone stays low and follows behind the sneaky one here, don´t wan´t the stupid broken ear pieces-of-rotting-garbage to notice us" Júhk has been silent up until now, but seems excited about getting to rid the world of a few "idiots" as he probably would call them.
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Creega glides forward using the environment to hide and almost disappearing from sight. The others use the hints he leaves behind to follow.
About an hour later the sun is coming up but just barely and you arrive near the new Broken Ears camp. You can actually hear a few grumbles about finding some food. THere are no sentries that you can see.
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"Well, no sentries - maybe we should get a little closer and see where everyone is at... quiet though, they don't need to know we're here yet...." Belch states.
Grinzek whispers, "What's the plan? Blast em? Capture em?"
He begins to rummage through his pack, he pulls out a crumpled piece of paper and begins to chant. He then places a hand on his chest and a shimmer spreads across his skin as he is imbued with Mage Armor
Crawling toward the edge of the Broken Ears camp you see two goblins in mismatched leather armors, weapons on the side, are arguing. The others seem to be in deep sleep.
"Me gonna go into the forest and let the dragon rip." one of them jokes loudly, the sleeping ones growl at him to be silent but don't otherwise move. The other guard just smiles an evil smile and waves the bolstering goblin away. "Don't be long. My turn to sleep soon."
The goblin hurries into the forest taking is pant off even as he moves.
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Creega wipes his nose on his sleeve.
A few hours of walking into the wood tempers.your initially rowdy mood. You creep closer to the place where the Broken Ears ambush party last stayed. The spot has been well chosen, with a clear view of the road but still hidden from view behind trees and rocks.
Cold ashes surrounded by gnawed rabbit bones and refuse mark their camp.
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Belch whispers to the others, "I don't suppose any of you could figure out where they went off to, eh? Never been a keen tracker myself..."
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"I can creep down and try to find any tracks they might have left." offers Creega eagerly, trying to impress himself to the group.
Stealth check (to creep down closer): 16
Perception check (to notice direction of any tracks): 8
Creega slips into the camp undetected not that there is anyone left to admire his skills.
He quickly does a check of the place. The goblins that stayed here were sloppy to.say the least but have left nothing useful or even remotely appetizing.
The tracks lead to the north to a small crossroad you know about, not very far from here. There are six different footprints.
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Creega returns to the group and says, "They all gone, looks like six of them headed north to the small crossroads."
"Well, then... Lead the way ..
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"I suggest everyone stays low and follows behind the sneaky one here, don´t wan´t the stupid broken ear pieces-of-rotting-garbage to notice us" Júhk has been silent up until now, but seems excited about getting to rid the world of a few "idiots" as he probably would call them.
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Creega leads his group towards the crossroads, moving as quietly as he can, "Follow me." he whispers.
Stealth check: 8
Creega glides forward using the environment to hide and almost disappearing from sight. The others use the hints he leaves behind to follow.
About an hour later the sun is coming up but just barely and you arrive near the new Broken Ears camp. You can actually hear a few grumbles about finding some food. THere are no sentries that you can see.
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"Well, no sentries - maybe we should get a little closer and see where everyone is at... quiet though, they don't need to know we're here yet...." Belch states.
// For when we get moving - Stealth 14 //
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Grinzek whispers, "What's the plan? Blast em? Capture em?"
He begins to rummage through his pack, he pulls out a crumpled piece of paper and begins to chant. He then places a hand on his chest and a shimmer spreads across his skin as he is imbued with Mage Armor
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"Bribe the hungry ones, perhaps?" Belch replies, as he lifts the hefty bag of leftovers.
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Snizram nods at the suggestion of some bribery. "Want me ta see if I can sweet talk a few of them?"
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Crawling toward the edge of the Broken Ears camp you see two goblins in mismatched leather armors, weapons on the side, are arguing. The others seem to be in deep sleep.
"Me gonna go into the forest and let the dragon rip." one of them jokes loudly, the sleeping ones growl at him to be silent but don't otherwise move. The other guard just smiles an evil smile and waves the bolstering goblin away. "Don't be long. My turn to sleep soon."
The goblin hurries into the forest taking is pant off even as he moves.
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