Knowing that she is surrounded by her friends inside this inn, like a mere scream of help away, Mobya felt safe taking the basket with the babies into her room.
survival: 4
[OCC: since the babies have been together all along, it would be unlikely that a Mobya would think to separate them]
the babies seem to be extra fussy tonight, despite Mobya’s attempts at pacifying them they are restless and cranky like babies sometimes can be.
Al, as you slide coin across, the woven network of branches and leaves that is Crackle's hand untwists in a swirl of movement to drop 8 silver coins from within his arm onto the counter next to you gold which he scoops up in similar fashion.
Mobya, you get the cubs to sleep and rest, but when you wake up in the morning, they have managed to crawl around the room. The female orc young has curled up with your battle-axe, her tiny hands wrapped around the hilt, and the goblin snuggles near your chest, curled around your Druidic focus. Then you realize what woke you up. The clinking of coins comes from the hobgoblin who has managed to get into your gold.
The whole party gains the benefits of a long rest, feeling healed and refreshed.
Sorvas you only find tracks for a medium sized dog, as you approach through the stalks you realize it has the markings of a local farmer based on the collar. It looks up at you with doleful eyes.
Sorvas makes a fire outside of the cornfield near a few trees away from onlookers and buolding and roasts the corn he founds and eats it for breakfast.
"Agozur!" Lil will exclaim as he arises to see his friend already awake. "You will never guess what I found on the shelf last night, it was "Music for Dummies" . Did you know there is an E chord? All this time I thought there were only 3! So much knowledge gained last night, feel like a brand new bard"
Even after sleeping a full night Alesandair still feels like he ate more than he should after that midnight snack...but he is glad he did eat that extra meal. 'When traveling along the trails, you never know when or where your next decent hot meal will be', he thinks to himself while rolling out of bed and throwing the backpack over his shoulder. He's hoping to catch a few more games of the locals playing this fascinating game called Chromaturgy. The only game he had known before coming to this tavern was knucklebones which was taught to him in the temple.
Ayra, as you look south you don't see anything, but you smell corn roasting and see a bit of smoke coming around the southern corner of the Edge floating past Sprachle's hut, but it seems to have dissipated slightly. As you turn to the north you see the stranger whose words had made you uneasy standing near the road in a relaxed pose.
Alesandair, Wraeven, and Mobya trickle in to the common room with the various games a few minutes apart. Alesandair you see a young (looking) robed elf sitting at one of the Chromaturgy games alone, studying it intently, and scratching notes in a small wood-bound codex.
Getting up from his bed Agozur will make his way to get some breakfast "Come on Lil, you can tell me more about this 4th cord over breakfast." as he steps through the door he will morph back into the blonde farmer from late last evening.
Agozur, any onlooker would not the sudden and seemingly random ducking of the 6'1" blond human as he walks through the door, almost as if he's trying to avoid banging his brain on the door frame that is 11 inches above his head. ;)
Knowing that she is surrounded by her friends inside this inn, like a mere scream of help away, Mobya felt safe taking the basket with the babies into her room.
survival: 4
[OCC: since the babies have been together all along, it would be unlikely that a Mobya would think to separate them]
the babies seem to be extra fussy tonight, despite Mobya’s attempts at pacifying them they are restless and cranky like babies sometimes can be.
Al, as you slide coin across, the woven network of branches and leaves that is Crackle's hand untwists in a swirl of movement to drop 8 silver coins from within his arm onto the counter next to you gold which he scoops up in similar fashion.
Mobya, you get the cubs to sleep and rest, but when you wake up in the morning, they have managed to crawl around the room. The female orc young has curled up with your battle-axe, her tiny hands wrapped around the hilt, and the goblin snuggles near your chest, curled around your Druidic focus. Then you realize what woke you up. The clinking of coins comes from the hobgoblin who has managed to get into your gold.
The whole party gains the benefits of a long rest, feeling healed and refreshed.
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((Ha! Future fighter,druid,rogue))
Ayra will spend much of the night in restful meditation and will arise earlier than the others descending from her room early in the morning.
She sets out to find Sorvas, having now concluded with certainty that she had overreacted the night before to his offer of assistance.
Sorvas wakes before daybreak and starts to gather some corn for breakfast and hunts for some meat.
Survival 17
Warforged Fighter Talien
Sorvas you only find tracks for a medium sized dog, as you approach through the stalks you realize it has the markings of a local farmer based on the collar. It looks up at you with doleful eyes.
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Sorvas makes a fire outside of the cornfield near a few trees away from onlookers and buolding and roasts the corn he founds and eats it for breakfast.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Sitting on the edge of his bed Agozur will just chat with himself until Lil wakes up then make his way into the common room.
Mobya packs up the babies and also makes her way into the common room.
"Agozur!" Lil will exclaim as he arises to see his friend already awake. "You will never guess what I found on the shelf last night, it was "Music for Dummies" . Did you know there is an E chord? All this time I thought there were only 3! So much knowledge gained last night, feel like a brand new bard"
https://open.spotify.com/track/2cd1i6rJGSX6MFtPqdqbsm?si=_mRt2AECQ6SJfZ-Dw1pH7A
Three Chord
Agozur will ruffle his hand through Lil's hair "You'll have to show me once we get going on the caravan again today."
Wraeven will wake up and find some breakfast to bring to the children and Mobya. Oatmeal.
He will search out the rest of the group.
[ you guys crack me up! Lol :-) ]
Even after sleeping a full night Alesandair still feels like he ate more than he should after that midnight snack...but he is glad he did eat that extra meal. 'When traveling along the trails, you never know when or where your next decent hot meal will be', he thinks to himself while rolling out of bed and throwing the backpack over his shoulder. He's hoping to catch a few more games of the locals playing this fascinating game called Chromaturgy. The only game he had known before coming to this tavern was knucklebones which was taught to him in the temple.
Ayra steps outside into the early morning light and visually scans the farmland surrounding the Inn
perception 17
Ayra, as you look south you don't see anything, but you smell corn roasting and see a bit of smoke coming around the southern corner of the Edge floating past Sprachle's hut, but it seems to have dissipated slightly. As you turn to the north you see the stranger whose words had made you uneasy standing near the road in a relaxed pose.
Alesandair, Wraeven, and Mobya trickle in to the common room with the various games a few minutes apart. Alesandair you see a young (looking) robed elf sitting at one of the Chromaturgy games alone, studying it intently, and scratching notes in a small wood-bound codex.
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Sorvas moves over after he finishes breakfast and waits on the path leading out of town (northern path)
Warforged Fighter Talien
Getting up from his bed Agozur will make his way to get some breakfast "Come on Lil, you can tell me more about this 4th cord over breakfast." as he steps through the door he will morph back into the blonde farmer from late last evening.
Agozur, any onlooker would not the sudden and seemingly random ducking of the 6'1" blond human as he walks through the door, almost as if he's trying to avoid banging his brain on the door frame that is 11 inches above his head. ;)
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