"No, my prank wich isn't actually a prank just justice is not over, I told you i would get revenge, and that I shall. But let's go" she got up and started to rapidly walk to the door
"I would say that this kid is getting on my nerves but i don't have any nerves to go nor he reached that point.... yet"

"Nothing gets left on the hob when we leave, we've talked about this Ryhunis. You're the one who made ME promise not to leave things bubbling away."

Maudath chuckles to himself and heads out on to the street after Ryhunis, and starts for the street that will take them up onto the Eastway Road and the turn to Caer-Dineval.

As he usually does, he begins humming while he walks, eventually breaking into song.

"Old fat spider spinning in a tree!
Old fat spider can’t see me!
          Attercop! Attercop!
               Won't you stop,
Stop your spinning and look for me!"

Maudath then returns to humming. Soon he rummages in his pocket and pulls out the last of his cheese and nibbles on it as he walks.

Iris cleans up the abandoned remnants of her morning meditation, seeming to take greater care with the trinkets than she normally does as she settles them back into her bag. She dons the rest of her winter gear, then before they leave, quickly double-checks that Ryhunis hasn't left the stove burning.

Like usual, she'll light up her shield to help the group stay on track, and collect any interesting plants or rocks that she notices. But this time, she also keeps an eye out for a tree similar to the one in her vision.

Tree perception? 13

Survival? 18

You all head out into the morning, honestly how can you even tell, there is a very light snow drifting down.

Iris, you dont see any trees that match what you saw, yet, but you keep a sharp eye out for any that resemble it.

Moving between humming, silence, and singing at the top of his lungs, Maudath keeps walking along the road.

Eventually he moves over to walk by Eve for a little while.

"So, this Ipkiss," Maudath begins and then opens his mouth once or twice searching for the right words. "It's like a tiny demon? How'd you meet one of those?"

Arcana: 17 (17 if it yells at me)

"I don't believe he's of the demonic sort of fiend..."

Professor:

"I'd posit that Eve's friend is an imp, which would put him firmly in the devilish camp of fiends. Fascinating! Perhaps he will permit me to study him. Once he's recovered, of course."

Maudath looks from the Professor to the pocket Eve has Ipkiss stashed away in, contemplating the difference between a devil and a demon and coming up empty.

With a shrug he continues along the road.

Ipkiss stirs slightly at the sound of his own name, and then settles back down.

Eve nods at the Professor’s assessment, then nods and beams up at Maudath proudly, “Yep, a tiny devil!… He’s the bravest and kindest creature I’ve ever met!…”.

”I’ve known him as long as I can remember!… … Oh, I can’t wait for you all to meet him properly!!”. She pats and strokes his little sling-hammock absentmindedly as they progress.

(we are off to Caer- Konig correct?)

((i think yeah))

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Maudath chuckles to himself and heads out on to the street after Ryhunis, and starts for the street that will take them up onto the Eastway Road and the turn to Caer-Dineval.

 

 ((Both on the same way, if Thoradin did mean C-D and not C-K.))

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Maudath chuckles to himself and heads out on to the street after Ryhunis, and starts for the street that will take them up onto the Eastway Road and the turn to Caer-Dineval.

 

 (Oops, missed this lol)

The trip toward Caer- Dineval is a long one, by Ten Town Standards. It will take somewhere between 8-10 hours.

DM stuff:

 Maudath: make a survival check for me please.

Maudath does his best to keep an eye on the road as they travel.

Survival: 14  

You've been traveling for a few hours now and things have been quiet, the snow still falling lightly around you all. As you lead the way Maudath your eyes are drawn to a strange depression in the fresh snow, a set of footprints. You follow them visually and just off the road about 150 ft you see a towering white furred creature that looks to be eating some animal, the red stains of its mouth and on its hands starkly visible against the pure white around it. It doesn't seem to have noticed you all yet.

What would you like to do? 

Maudath stops in his tracks, crouches down, and points out the white furred creature to any of the others who haven't seen it yet.

"It's eating now," Maudath says in a whisper, "so we might be able to just walk past it."

He looks back at the creature. Growing up in cities doesn't exactly help him identify creatures that are out roaming these snowy wastes.

"Anyone know what it is?" he asks, still whispering.

((Spider and the Professor suspect a yeti, but let's see what he thinks...))

Nature: 7