[hahaha, the winky face got me on that one... apologies everyone, end of semester school distracted me more than the house this week hahaha]
META: Okay, since it seems everyone has acquired the items they meant to, since Sorvas is watching the Tortle mosey off into a field, and since Alesandair has recovered from his game of Chromaturgy; I believe you all were going to be led to the west by Sorvas toward a port city where he remembers an acquaintance with a symbol similar to the one visible by moonlight on the cub's feet.
As the party gathers there things, Lil and Agozur shovel the last bit of cheese and bread from the platter into there faces [they are growing boys after all]: The babies get strapped in (who is carrying which--goblin, hobgoblin, and orc?), and the party leaves The Clearing's Edge and a few sidelong glances from the Spire Elves behind, seeing Mobya resting next to the tree, and Sorvas staring off into the distance, perhaps still tensed from his encounter with Sprauchle's wisdom.
You all look to the south road, remembering the eventful two days of travel, their violence and exhaustion only slightly softened by the restful sleep and the cool beauty of the morning sun. Then, turning north, you see the rising edifices of the Writ Spires, built into the mountains, for some of you a place called home and for others an unknown architecture beauty stretches high into the blue past the tall face of an extensive bluff. Until finally, you face west walking into the morning sun, it's warmth radiating across your faces, you all set out across farmland toward a small break in the western Barrier about a mile away, with barely the space to walk two wide.
Sorvas has shared some of the dangers and has agreed to guide you. What order would you generally like to travel in? And what would you be doing while you all trek through woods and soft forest floor very similar to what you left to the south?
Sorvas as the guide, asked that everyone travel as they wish, but that anyone that is able to remain rather quiet stay up front with him. Sorvas will only be leading on the trail and looking for danger. Also there should be a pair in the back incase we are attacked from behind (everyone is to remain in earshot of each other). He will remain at a walk that everyone should be able to keep up with.
As I have traveled this way multiple times I should be aware of most of the possible ambush spots as well as the areas that the danger is normally in. The rains may have changed the terrain to be more muddy or slippery in areas and possibly make other areas impassable how he would normally travel.
Lil walking with Agozur will be carrying his baby like football using his other arm to move any branches that might come across his face out of the way. His eyes will be down cast though searching the ground. "My Pa always said Agozur "Lil, the greatest thing a person can do before heading out head strong into adventure and danger is find the perfect walking stick "(said in as deep as voice Lil can muster)"
Ayra will hang back close to Agozur and Lil (probably just in front of them) so that she can be near the younglings, in case of any danger. She is amazed at the ease with which they both handle the little ones, seeming to carry them without a care as they trek through the forest.
Al will stay about 5 feet behind Sorvas..wearing scale mail armor, he isn't exactly quiet as a butterfly floating on the gentle breeze of a spring day...but rather a cicada that is flying right by your face.
He will be holding his healing kit and making sure he has everything he needs to work on a potion later on. Arranging and rearranging the items contained within over and over until he is finally satisfied with how it is organized. Looking up frequently so he doesn't bump into Sorvas and also scanning the surroundings of the trail.
As Sorvas begins leading the party, who each fall in to their appropriate place, make a survival check with advantage.
Lil, you do a very solid impression of your Pa, but you are so focused on the deep voice in that moment and the wriggling hobgoblin football that your best find is a 3 feet stick off to your left looking waterlogged and sad. As you reach to pick it up, Agozur will clear his throat, reach 6 inches past the sad excuse for a walking stick that you found and pull out a sturdy looking 5 ft branch with a slightly gnarled curve at one end. The bark is soft from the rain, but as it flakes away, a smooth and surprisingly dry rod becomes noticeable. I assume Agozur give you a wink and then hands the rod to you after clearing enough bark away for your massive half-orc meathook hand. Then he will hang a baby sack rope over your tusk while your distracted.
Walking near each other, Mobya and Ayra, as they attempt to focus on the path and the guide ahead, glance back to see some of this minor tomfoolery. The minor silliness of the two large warriors belying their size and strength, especially as the two children they hold make a purring hiccup of a small giggle, the small orc cub gnawing on the ragdoll with abandon.
Wraeven, with the goblin in a sling reaching out to pet the foot of your bird, will bring up the rear.
As you all travel, make a perception check (Alesandair with disadvantage because of the focus on the healing kit).
To Ayra, smiling: “Yep! Adults and younglings seem to be enjoying themselves! You know, the weight of the babies is negligible to these strong guys, but for me they’re quite heavy to me when I carry them all in the basket. I’m so relieved to have help!”
"Agreed" Ayra responds to Mobya. "I have never had young ones in my care, but those two seem to have taken so naturally to them - and you as well. How is it that you are so at ease with them?" she asks.
You do realizeSorvas says in a quiet voice just above a whisper, halting the group, the louder we are, the more likely we are to be spotted by hostiles, we are traveling in a group so we are already more likely to be noticed than if it were just one or two people, add the children to the mix and this is already adding risk at no fault of their own. I do not want to be attacked or have anyone else attacked. He states, looking at Arya and the children in particular. If you wish to converse please refrain until we set up camp, as a fire will already attract anything that is a humanoid's attention, but it does normally deter bears and wolves. I admit i am here for coin and these younglings do spark my intrest with thier markings, but I will not allow the risk to my life to be increased for any reason that can be prevented. I am by no means a leader of this group, but you have hired me to guide you and I do assume you mean 'safely' and 'in one piece'. Call me odd or paranoid even, but it has kept me alive all of these years, and I still have many more to come.
At Sorvas's scolding, Ayra will stop talking and assume a very serious expression. After her turns forward again and resumes concentrating on the march, she will lean closer to Mobya and whisper: "This will certainly be a very long journey if we are to keep quiet the entire time."