Searching the bodies the two bodies in blue don't carry much, while the figures in red cloaks hold draggers, and wear leather armor. One of them are holding a map of the woods, containing two marked points, one were you can guess where you are and another somewhere deeper into the woods.
Gromedark will hold it up and gesture for everyone to gather around before pointing out features and explaining obscure symbols and what they mean in relation to the area shown.
"This look where we at," pointing out one of the points marked on the map. "and this other place could be anything, even where Aspherer be." pointing out the other marked location on the map.
Gromedark scratches at his head for a moment, "Why two different people fight over map of dangerous woods? Only way know what at other place, we go there."
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Herbert stands with one hand on his chin, the other on his hip studying the map and agreeing with Gromedark, and feeling a little bad for making the giant bugbear have to squat down so the rest of the party can see the map.
"I agree with you, Gromedark, I don't think we have much choice...the blue vines seem to end here and this is our only lead....how far away do we think that second point is and is the map good enough for us to follow into the woods"
He looks around the party; "Do we want a quick rest here before we move on, as unsettling as it will be to rest near the recently undead"
After felling the last zombie Orin will actively be moving around the henge, maul gripped 2 handed and a giant smile on his face, looking for anymore threats.
When none present themselves his demeanor will soften a bit and he will stow his maul and join the others.
Still coming down off the high of combat "I am more than ready to go, those things never even got close to touching me. But if you all need a moment."
Osborn pats the big bugbear on the back appreciatively "Great work finding the map, my friend" he says, eyes glowing gold from his recent boon. "I agree that the second marker on there should be our next destination. I am in no need of a rest and ready - eager - to carry on"
Gromedark will follow the directions of the map as he heads off at a slow and quiet pace through the dimly lit forest.
Stealth: 10
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Herbert falls in with the group as they follow Gromedark, waiting for the occasional signal to stop or that the path is clear.
On a high from their victory, he makes small talk as they pick their way through the forest, complementing each of them on their performance. ".....and then the maul went smash right on its head....and you unleashed a spell on that one to my right....I thought Gromedark had done a runner and then that arrow came out of nowhere...." Etc
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Osborn follows, and politely joins in with Herbert's review of the combat although the gruesome details still have him wincing. He's pretty much just offering enthusiastic affirmation "Oh yes, that was a good bit! I know, me too!"He doesn't enthuse about any of his own actions, becoming rather muted when the subject turns to his own casting and (re)killing "mm-hmm, yeah - tell me about your bit again"
He keeps his ears and eyes open for any sign of danger - ambushes and traps.
You all reach a cave mouth surrounded in shrubbery, two flickering torches illuminate barely enough to illuminate a path deeper into the cave. Then the sound of a cracking stick coming from the forest, and Osborn, you are looking around and see a cloaked shadowy figure lurking in the woods.
Gromedark stops moving and speaking, and looks in the direction of Osborn's gaze to see if he can see who he might be talking to, waiting to see if someone presents themselves.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Osborn looks around at his colleagues with a 'Get a load of this guy' face and then speaks out to the mystery arrival "My friend you are quite right, we don't want to be here. And yet we are, with good reason; may I be so impertinent as to ask why YOU are here?"
Herbert peers into the forest trying to see who is talking; "And is it you we should be afraid of, stranger? Or something else?"
Absentmindedly he runs his thumb over one of the purple end caps on his staff, briefly considering casting invisibility on someone in the group and decides not to, figiuring the creepy voice from the tress has just got him a little spooked. Besides, he has just met this group and turning one of them invisible unannounced might be unwelcome.
"I see, you've made your choice." The voice reveals itself as another figure cloaked in red, their face obscured by a mask holding a dagger in their hand. Another identically dressed figure appears from behind you all. Roll Initiative:
Perception 17
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Gromedark
Searching the bodies the two bodies in blue don't carry much, while the figures in red cloaks hold draggers, and wear leather armor. One of them are holding a map of the woods, containing two marked points, one were you can guess where you are and another somewhere deeper into the woods.
"Look! Gromedark find map!"
Gromedark will hold it up and gesture for everyone to gather around before pointing out features and explaining obscure symbols and what they mean in relation to the area shown.
"This look where we at," pointing out one of the points marked on the map. "and this other place could be anything, even where Aspherer be." pointing out the other marked location on the map.
Gromedark scratches at his head for a moment, "Why two different people fight over map of dangerous woods? Only way know what at other place, we go there."
Herbert stands with one hand on his chin, the other on his hip studying the map and agreeing with Gromedark, and feeling a little bad for making the giant bugbear have to squat down so the rest of the party can see the map.
"I agree with you, Gromedark, I don't think we have much choice...the blue vines seem to end here and this is our only lead....how far away do we think that second point is and is the map good enough for us to follow into the woods"
He looks around the party; "Do we want a quick rest here before we move on, as unsettling as it will be to rest near the recently undead"
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After felling the last zombie Orin will actively be moving around the henge, maul gripped 2 handed and a giant smile on his face, looking for anymore threats.
When none present themselves his demeanor will soften a bit and he will stow his maul and join the others.
Still coming down off the high of combat "I am more than ready to go, those things never even got close to touching me. But if you all need a moment."
Osborn pats the big bugbear on the back appreciatively "Great work finding the map, my friend" he says, eyes glowing gold from his recent boon. "I agree that the second marker on there should be our next destination. I am in no need of a rest and ready - eager - to carry on"
"Gromedark scout ahead."
Gromedark will follow the directions of the map as he heads off at a slow and quiet pace through the dimly lit forest.
Stealth: 10
Herbert falls in with the group as they follow Gromedark, waiting for the occasional signal to stop or that the path is clear.
On a high from their victory, he makes small talk as they pick their way through the forest, complementing each of them on their performance. ".....and then the maul went smash right on its head....and you unleashed a spell on that one to my right....I thought Gromedark had done a runner and then that arrow came out of nowhere...." Etc
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Osborn follows, and politely joins in with Herbert's review of the combat although the gruesome details still have him wincing. He's pretty much just offering enthusiastic affirmation "Oh yes, that was a good bit! I know, me too!" He doesn't enthuse about any of his own actions, becoming rather muted when the subject turns to his own casting and (re)killing "mm-hmm, yeah - tell me about your bit again"
He keeps his ears and eyes open for any sign of danger - ambushes and traps.
Perception 15 (passive 11)
DM Rolls (Don't look)
19
10
You all reach a cave mouth surrounded in shrubbery, two flickering torches illuminate barely enough to illuminate a path deeper into the cave. Then the sound of a cracking stick coming from the forest, and Osborn, you are looking around and see a cloaked shadowy figure lurking in the woods.
Osborn whispers "Wait!" to the rest of the party, keeping an eye on the figure. Then he shouts "Hello there! I say, may we be of assistance?"
Gromedark stops moving and speaking, and looks in the direction of Osborn's gaze to see if he can see who he might be talking to, waiting to see if someone presents themselves.
For a few seconds, everything goes quiet, then a response, "You don't want to be here."
Osborn looks around at his colleagues with a 'Get a load of this guy' face and then speaks out to the mystery arrival "My friend you are quite right, we don't want to be here. And yet we are, with good reason; may I be so impertinent as to ask why YOU are here?"
Herbert peers into the forest trying to see who is talking; "And is it you we should be afraid of, stranger? Or something else?"
Absentmindedly he runs his thumb over one of the purple end caps on his staff, briefly considering casting invisibility on someone in the group and decides not to, figiuring the creepy voice from the tress has just got him a little spooked. Besides, he has just met this group and turning one of them invisible unannounced might be unwelcome.
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Orin was following at the rear of the party, smiling wide at the successful combat he just went thru.
Confused at first when his groups starts talking to the forest he jumps and turns towards the response pulling his maul off his back.
"I see, you've made your choice." The voice reveals itself as another figure cloaked in red, their face obscured by a mask holding a dagger in their hand. Another identically dressed figure appears from behind you all. Roll Initiative:
Figure 1: 19
Figure 2 11
Osborn initiative 5
"Ah nuts"
Herbert initiative: 6
"Dammit! I was sure that was Aspherer"
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