Faelin steps back in disgust from the lava and the blood on him. He searches for any signs of the rest of the group that went missing.

Tyr will hand Umbriel back the Bag of Beans when he gets a chance and explain everything he's discovered about them, "I'd be careful with those, they've got a kick". 

He'll also follow the sounds of Sylnache hacking up the larvae and burn any that escape with Fire Bolt. Tyr looks up suddenly from his task as Umbriel reports back, "Alive? I agree, that's very good news. As for when we should leave, I'd say as soon as possible, but—" He trails off, looking at the sky and trying to see if he can discern if it would be safe to travel even a short distance. Nature: 19+3. 

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Faelin steps back in disgust from the lava and the blood on him. He searches for any signs of the rest of the group that went missing.

 All of the descriptions of the individuals you were sent to find are here except for the scout.  The other corpses are not showing signs of larvae activity.

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"Alive? I agree, that's very good news. As for when we should leave, I'd say as soon as possible, but—" He trails off, looking at the sky and trying to see if he can discern if it would be safe to travel even a short distance. Nature: 19+3. 

It looks like the funnel is raging just beyond your location, your observations lead you to believe finding shelter for at least the next several hours would be the best course of action.  If the storm were to head this way even the wooded valley would be dangerously open.

Umbriel takes the bag of beans, closing it up tight before putting it into his pack. The idea of growing one is intriguing, but too risky to attempt, at least for now.

"I think we should head back to the cart. We can check on Birdie and take a good rest--and maybe clean up--while we wait. I expect the scout has either found a good place to hole up or...met his fate already by now. No need to rush in."

Tyr nods, "You're right, a rest would do us good. Hopefully the worst of the storm is passed by morning." He'll leave the bodies as is for now, planning to collect them after they find the scout. 

As the party sets out all together to find a somewhat secure shelter, following the scouts obvious trail.  They find that eventually the forested valley gives way to a crystal clear little lake, it is unusual in that it seems surrounded by rock with no obvious inlet or outlet and yet rather than stagnant it is pristine.  You can all hear the sound of the howling wind and the snapping of trees and branches, it seems the storm has followed you.  You continue quickly looking rather desperately when Birdie yells out "Over there, over there a cleft in the rock maybe a cave!"  He is correct it was completely masked until you began circling the lake.  The party I presume enters the cave...

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Birdie will unhitch the mules and start loading stones into the cart to way it down (so the wind don't blow it away) he explains.  Then he loads everything he can on the mules and leads them into the water towards the cave, unless anyone else would care to lead the way...

Umbriel rolls survival to look for any natural hazards or signs of dangerous creatures about. Survival 9

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Umbriel rolls survival to look for any natural hazards or signs of dangerous creatures about. Survival 9

 Nothing more dangerous then the storm...

"At this rate surviving the storm will be more dangerous then the those bugs!" Sylnache comments out loud as she follows the rest into shelter. She moved into the cave first just in case any creature inside took offense to their presence.

( Perception to look around inside just to confirm there's nothing here that might attack us... 15 )

Sylnache —

"At this rate surviving the storm will be more dangerous then the those bugs!"

”Don’t move.  Tell the others to stop.  Stay where you are.  Who are you?”  Sylnache can clearly hear but cannot see the speaker.

"I'm Sylnache Ashrain." She stopped moving forward when she introduced herself, "We just came in here to escape the storm. Any chance you're that Guild Scout? If so, we're here to help."

While her hands remained empty at her sides to avoid provoking the source of the voice, she still readied herself to grab her weapon should they pose a threat. 

“Help, you’re too late for that.  The rest of my friends are dead, our mission failed.  You’re here to  find us, so who sent you?  How many of you are there? You can tell them to come  in slowly unarmed.”  You hear a slight shift from the back of the cave, but see nothing it’s difficult tracking sound in here.  

Once Sylnache calls out to explain the situation, Umbriel gives a quiet sigh and steps back to the cart, leaving his weapons behind as requested. He doesn’t like being unarmed, but it’s clear the speaker is on edge, and the last thing they need is to provoke a fight.

Keeping his movements slow and deliberate, Umbriel steps into the cave. He doesn’t speak yet, opting to let the others handle the conversation for now, but his luminous green eyes scan the darkness, trying to pinpoint where the voice is coming from. 

Perception 16

Tyr will toss his dagger onto the cart, then follow Sylnache slowly, calling out in response to the scout. "We were sent by the Guild, they're concerned for your whereabouts," Tyr will leave out the missive to retrieve the potions, Tyr will continue to approach the cave, keeping his hands in plain view and stopping near Sylnache, "My name is Tyr, and what my friend said is true, we're here to help escort you back to Zero." 

Faelin follows, leaving his weapons with the cart. He leans against a tree but mentally prepares a spell if things get ugly.

“It might be too late… the stirge attacked at night, I was bitten too but managed to survive.  Or so I thought.”  As the scout steps into the open unarmed.  You can all see the ravages of some fast degenerative condition.  The scout looks terrible.  Disease.

Faelin takes a step away cautiously. “I am sorry for you, is there any cure?”

Umbriel's eyes widen at the sight of the scout's condition. He pales, growing dizzy for moment. "We were bitten too...Except Tyr and Birdie. In two days...will we be the same?"

“I’ll be damned if I know!  It seems I’ll be joining my other party members soon.  I.. I.. guess I hoped one of you could help but it sounds like not. Damn!”  The scout plops down on the damp stone floor.  “Did you really kill the stirge, there were so many.  Did anyone get bit?”

”I suppose you left the bodies, probably for the best.  There were some enormous elk coming for water yesterday thought about taking one for food but I don’t have the energy now.”