Lucy enjoys the rich taste of fish stew and fresh baked bread. But she still feels something is missing. Then when Lucy touches the direwolf skin, she suddenly remembers! "I have bought rations for all of you and left them at Tolms! Sila, did you pick them up when you went to the shop?" She is still not aware Garavant isn't there.
Tolm reaches behind the counter and brings out a length of hempen rope, which he uses to hog-tie the unconscious thug. As he works, he says to Garavant "You're alright son, he won't get out of these knots. I'll go tell Pashar, his guards will help to clean up the mess"
Finished with his knots, he stands, red-faced from the exertion of leaning over and straightening up. "You're a handy man to have around, thank you. One of them V-squad aren't you? The elf lady left some rations if you want to take them back to her"
Tolm pauses a moment, as if picking his words carefully: "These idiots are going to be missed. They're not part of a big gang, but they are growing in influence around these parts. Hopefully their boss will think they disappeared with the takings"
Sila nods to Lucy, "Yes I did get them and passed them all out right after I dropped off the skins. You left in kind of a hurry. I think maybe that was when your mother first peeked in on you. I think I got them all...I'll check to see if I got Garavant's share when he comes back, should be here any minute. I might have missed some."
Gruenic turns and looks at Sila, "Where is Garavant, shouldn't he be back by now? We should be heading on soon." He stands and stretches, then starts admiring the armor again. "Got to put this to some use. I think I'll walk outside for a bit and stretch my legs." He starts to walk to the door, occasionally forming the stretching poses that Sila had performed, odd looking in plate armor, and a time or two nearly losing his balance before righting himself. He stands outside and makes his arms in a big V upstretched. "Aarrrrrggggh!" in a big stretch, a little too loud, and then he looks around to see if he was heard, slightly embarrassed.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Sila grins at Gruenic, then says to the others, "He sure is proud of that armor." She digs out another piece of wood and starts working on a new round of tokens for the group. Getting a little anxious to get moving herself.
"Hmmm, Garavant is quite chatty. Probably making a lot of smalltalk with Tolm." She starts putting the last thing in her bag/pouches. "We should at least be ready to go when he returns. Oh, I do hope we will fall quite a distance somewhere on this trip... Figured out this new spell I want to try!"
Garavant nods at Tolm's thanks. "I've seen their sort before," he says. "I'm glad to help put them out of business. That, I suppose though, was a bit extreme." He motions with his head back toward the body. "And that's right. The Van Gogh Squad. We're going to be out of town for a bit, but we'll be back, in case anybody starts asking questions or looking for me. The name's Garavant Llewellyn."
He gathers up Lucy's rations and asks Tolm for more to restock his own supply for the road. "And by the way,"he adds, "you're pretty handy with a club yourself." He flashes a V sign to the dwarf.
And with that, he's on his way. He stops for a moment and considers retrieving his crossbow bolt, but with a slight shudder decideds not to. Then, he walks briskly back to the inn to meet up with everyone else, tell them what happened, and get on the road.
Sila laughs a little at Bree's mention of a hopeful fall. "I have been practicing falling a little myself and I think it would be interesting to have it put to the test. What sort of height do you need to test it?"
She looks up as Garavant walks in, looking a little like he'd been in a fight but maybe he just took a moment to work on some moves while he was out. Now that he's returned, they could be on their way. She finishes up her stew quickly and starts to gather up her things.
With the party assembled, you set off on the road back to the Stone Tooth. Despite the eventful morning you are leaving Blasingdell relatively early, with few shoppers in the streets but a few traders who smile and wave.
Your first day on the road is sunny and pleasant, with plenty of time to share stories and opinions on a variety of topics.
By evening you are ready to make camp for the night, under the stars again and heading for adventure once more...
(Please make Perception rolls for your watch. Unless there are any changes to make, I will assume we are as before, ie:
As Gruenic sits for first watch, he is distracted and thinks about recent events. He scans the starts and the moon is hidden by clouds tonight. He extends his dark vision to look for trouble, but he is drowsy. He holds his hammer in his hands for reassurance.
At some point during their travel that day, perhaps while they break for a meal, Garavant tells them about encountering the two thugs trying to shakedown Torm. "I was able to take one of them out with my new device here," he says, patting the hand crossbow. "Torm knocked the other out with one shot of a club. He's a tough one, for sure. They were trying to move in on his business, a protection racket. He says they may be connected to some other not-so-pleasant folks, so we'll have to keep an eye out when we get back to town."
He pauses for a moment. "It felt good to stop those bastards from harassing and intimidating someone who was just trying to make a living. It's been a while."
Soon enough, the day has passed and it's time to rest. Garavant gets up during the night to take his appointed watch with Bree. Perception 21
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(making sure to note that Sila picked up her weapons from the Blacksmith in the morning before leaving)
Sila, "You're a good one Garavant and Tolm certainly doesn't need any trouble. We'll have to check in on him when we get back, make sure they aren't causing any more. Oh that reminds me, tokens are done! At least the first round. Here you go!" She says and hands each of them their own. "I say that we ever get presented one of these, its assumed that one of us promised our protection or at least ear to their trouble and we should all be honor bound by it?"
While camp is being set up, and she's not urgently needed, she will try to hunt or fish up some game for the evening's meal knowing it'll soon be back to rations. survival22 Then for watch choosing an elevated position to watch from if possible (tree ideally) perception16
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Lucy wasn't happy that their rogue had all the fun in the Tolm's. She blamed it on her familiar. " Why didn't you inform me! I left you outside just for such an occasion! " Lucy tried to pull off Artemis's feather. The owl flew away, making her even more furious. But like all other things, Lucy's anger doesn't last long. When the sun went down on the horizon, the bladesinger almost forgot why she was so annoyed.
On her shift, Lucy studies her new spells. Her master told her that they are essentially for any bladesingers. She was not strong enough to cast them but now…. Lucy smiles widely. She can't wait to feed her magic with fresh blood.
You find a clearing in which to make camp. Silaforages for food and manages to catch enough wild fowl to feed the party (nobody needs to expend rations today).
As your camp site quietens down and the only noise is the insects and wild animals of the forest around you, the moon rises and looms large in the sky.
Gruenic's shift passes without incident, the night providing soft comfort to the cleric of the dark.
Sila takes over for second watch and is well into the second of her two hours when her sharp senses detect something in the treeline, just at the edge of her dark vision. She creases her eyes slightly, squinting to pick out any more detail, and sees - yes - eyes. And then gone, a blur of movement heading along the treeline, from left to right and maintaining the same distance from the dying fire.
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Sila wakes the others quickly hoping to use the newly awoken to help awaken others urging quiet and keeps an eye on the treeline where she's spotted activity. She draws her daggers and stays alert anticipating battle. Then casts a minor illusion of the group still at rest seen from the vantage point of location of the eyes if this will not hinder her attacking any approaching enemy otherwise abandons the idea. Could she determine animal or humanoid eyes? perception11 then initiative as needed 4
Gruenic looks into the night, with his long range dark vision, seeing out 300 feet, and he shares this gift with whoever wants it. He sits up and starts to put his armor on, puts his hand on his warhammer.
Perception : 8
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Lucy and Artemis opened their eyes at the same time. Despite their hateness and distrust, the elf and owl move like a well oiled machine. They look at the opposite direction and cover the blind spot of the other's. Lucy takes her longbow. Artemis flies up to the nearby branch and observes the surrounding.
Perception
Lucy:8
Artemis:20
(OOC: I have only erased my careless mistake ( unnecessary roll result))
Lucy enjoys the rich taste of fish stew and fresh baked bread. But she still feels something is missing. Then when Lucy touches the direwolf skin, she suddenly remembers! "I have bought rations for all of you and left them at Tolms! Sila, did you pick them up when you went to the shop?" She is still not aware Garavant isn't there.
Tolm reaches behind the counter and brings out a length of hempen rope, which he uses to hog-tie the unconscious thug. As he works, he says to Garavant "You're alright son, he won't get out of these knots. I'll go tell Pashar, his guards will help to clean up the mess"
Finished with his knots, he stands, red-faced from the exertion of leaning over and straightening up. "You're a handy man to have around, thank you. One of them V-squad aren't you? The elf lady left some rations if you want to take them back to her"
Tolm pauses a moment, as if picking his words carefully: "These idiots are going to be missed. They're not part of a big gang, but they are growing in influence around these parts. Hopefully their boss will think they disappeared with the takings"
Sila nods to Lucy, "Yes I did get them and passed them all out right after I dropped off the skins. You left in kind of a hurry. I think maybe that was when your mother first peeked in on you. I think I got them all...I'll check to see if I got Garavant's share when he comes back, should be here any minute. I might have missed some."
Gruenic turns and looks at Sila, "Where is Garavant, shouldn't he be back by now? We should be heading on soon." He stands and stretches, then starts admiring the armor again. "Got to put this to some use. I think I'll walk outside for a bit and stretch my legs." He starts to walk to the door, occasionally forming the stretching poses that Sila had performed, odd looking in plate armor, and a time or two nearly losing his balance before righting himself. He stands outside and makes his arms in a big V upstretched. "Aarrrrrggggh!" in a big stretch, a little too loud, and then he looks around to see if he was heard, slightly embarrassed.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Sila grins at Gruenic, then says to the others, "He sure is proud of that armor." She digs out another piece of wood and starts working on a new round of tokens for the group. Getting a little anxious to get moving herself.
"Hmmm, Garavant is quite chatty. Probably making a lot of smalltalk with Tolm." She starts putting the last thing in her bag/pouches. "We should at least be ready to go when he returns. Oh, I do hope we will fall quite a distance somewhere on this trip... Figured out this new spell I want to try!"
Garavant nods at Tolm's thanks. "I've seen their sort before," he says. "I'm glad to help put them out of business. That, I suppose though, was a bit extreme." He motions with his head back toward the body. "And that's right. The Van Gogh Squad. We're going to be out of town for a bit, but we'll be back, in case anybody starts asking questions or looking for me. The name's Garavant Llewellyn."
He gathers up Lucy's rations and asks Tolm for more to restock his own supply for the road. "And by the way," he adds, "you're pretty handy with a club yourself." He flashes a V sign to the dwarf.
And with that, he's on his way. He stops for a moment and considers retrieving his crossbow bolt, but with a slight shudder decideds not to. Then, he walks briskly back to the inn to meet up with everyone else, tell them what happened, and get on the road.
Sila laughs a little at Bree's mention of a hopeful fall. "I have been practicing falling a little myself and I think it would be interesting to have it put to the test. What sort of height do you need to test it?"
She looks up as Garavant walks in, looking a little like he'd been in a fight but maybe he just took a moment to work on some moves while he was out. Now that he's returned, they could be on their way. She finishes up her stew quickly and starts to gather up her things.
With the party assembled, you set off on the road back to the Stone Tooth. Despite the eventful morning you are leaving Blasingdell relatively early, with few shoppers in the streets but a few traders who smile and wave.
Your first day on the road is sunny and pleasant, with plenty of time to share stories and opinions on a variety of topics.
By evening you are ready to make camp for the night, under the stars again and heading for adventure once more...
(Please make Perception rolls for your watch. Unless there are any changes to make, I will assume we are as before, ie:
Marching Order:
Watch shifts:
(Cue traveling music :)
Gruenic perception for night watch : 8
As Gruenic sits for first watch, he is distracted and thinks about recent events. He scans the starts and the moon is hidden by clouds tonight. He extends his dark vision to look for trouble, but he is drowsy. He holds his hammer in his hands for reassurance.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
At some point during their travel that day, perhaps while they break for a meal, Garavant tells them about encountering the two thugs trying to shakedown Torm. "I was able to take one of them out with my new device here," he says, patting the hand crossbow. "Torm knocked the other out with one shot of a club. He's a tough one, for sure. They were trying to move in on his business, a protection racket. He says they may be connected to some other not-so-pleasant folks, so we'll have to keep an eye out when we get back to town."
He pauses for a moment. "It felt good to stop those bastards from harassing and intimidating someone who was just trying to make a living. It's been a while."
Soon enough, the day has passed and it's time to rest. Garavant gets up during the night to take his appointed watch with Bree. Perception 21
(making sure to note that Sila picked up her weapons from the Blacksmith in the morning before leaving)
Sila, "You're a good one Garavant and Tolm certainly doesn't need any trouble. We'll have to check in on him when we get back, make sure they aren't causing any more. Oh that reminds me, tokens are done! At least the first round. Here you go!" She says and hands each of them their own. "I say that we ever get presented one of these, its assumed that one of us promised our protection or at least ear to their trouble and we should all be honor bound by it?"
While camp is being set up, and she's not urgently needed, she will try to hunt or fish up some game for the evening's meal knowing it'll soon be back to rations. survival 22 Then for watch choosing an elevated position to watch from if possible (tree ideally) perception 16
Lucy wasn't happy that their rogue had all the fun in the Tolm's. She blamed it on her familiar. " Why didn't you inform me! I left you outside just for such an occasion! " Lucy tried to pull off Artemis's feather. The owl flew away, making her even more furious. But like all other things, Lucy's anger doesn't last long. When the sun went down on the horizon, the bladesinger almost forgot why she was so annoyed.
On her shift, Lucy studies her new spells. Her master told her that they are essentially for any bladesingers. She was not strong enough to cast them but now…. Lucy smiles widely. She can't wait to feed her magic with fresh blood.
Perception
Lucy:22
Artemis:17
You find a clearing in which to make camp. Sila forages for food and manages to catch enough wild fowl to feed the party (nobody needs to expend rations today).
As your camp site quietens down and the only noise is the insects and wild animals of the forest around you, the moon rises and looms large in the sky.
Random encounter happens during watch: 2
Gruenic's shift passes without incident, the night providing soft comfort to the cleric of the dark.
Sila takes over for second watch and is well into the second of her two hours when her sharp senses detect something in the treeline, just at the edge of her dark vision. She creases her eyes slightly, squinting to pick out any more detail, and sees - yes - eyes. And then gone, a blur of movement heading along the treeline, from left to right and maintaining the same distance from the dying fire.
Before going to bed Bree would have climbed in a tree and jumped down to try feather fall taking everyone who want to join in the fun with her.
Also late perception check for Bree: 8 (probably not necessary 🤷♂️)
Sila wakes the others quickly hoping to use the newly awoken to help awaken others urging quiet and keeps an eye on the treeline where she's spotted activity. She draws her daggers and stays alert anticipating battle. Then casts a minor illusion of the group still at rest seen from the vantage point of location of the eyes if this will not hinder her attacking any approaching enemy otherwise abandons the idea. Could she determine animal or humanoid eyes? perception 11 then initiative as needed 4
Sila can't discern the nature of the eyes, and seems to have lost them again in the dark, but she is able to wake the rest of the party.
Waking them all takes about thirty seconds, and there has been no more noise or signs of the interloper since the first sighting.
Gruenic looks into the night, with his long range dark vision, seeing out 300 feet, and he shares this gift with whoever wants it. He sits up and starts to put his armor on, puts his hand on his warhammer.
Perception : 8
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Lucy and Artemis opened their eyes at the same time. Despite their hateness and distrust, the elf and owl move like a well oiled machine. They look at the opposite direction and cover the blind spot of the other's. Lucy takes her longbow. Artemis flies up to the nearby branch and observes the surrounding.
Perception
Lucy:8
Artemis:20
(OOC: I have only erased my careless mistake ( unnecessary roll result))