Rawly will set up a perimeter and start walking around the area looking for defensible spots and areas of weakness. If he can, he will drag some large logs to encircle the area to make it harder for creatures to break through. After doing so he will gather wood for the fire, split it and make a sizable pile. As he's laboring away he thinks about their mission and the last few days. So many people depended on them succeeding, he just hoped that they would be able to make a difference.
He'll hum as he works, an old hymn that his mother used to sing to him before she left. Before they all left... When he realized what he was doing he stopped humming and just went to work, letting the sweat motivate him to keep going. He pushed the memories of childhood away, of being abandoned and left alone to fend for himself. He made him who he was. His strength was what made him who he was. He couldn't figure out everything the way others could, but at least he could use his brute strength to help others.
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"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
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Hellmuth eyes Eku suspiciously wondering her motives but decides to speak a little about his past anyway.
"I grew up ein slave, und vas purchased by Father Banatin, ein Dwarven priest of Kelemvor who eventually trained me in zee vays of zee Church. One evening tragedy occurred und Father Banatin lost his life, it vas zen I fully pledged myzelf to zee cauze, swearing ein Oath of Vengeance to continue zee vork of Father Banatin, to bring judgement to those deemed ‘damned’ zouls."
After camp had been set, Nemaia stalked the jungle for game and edible berries and plants. She didn't like the idea of needing to rely on people, but it was how her life was beginning to progress. Finally, she returned to camp, and quietly began work on skinning a couple of small critters, and putting them on a spit over the campfire. She left a pile of berries out, next to the fire, and put more into the stockpile. Sitting by the campfire, tending to the cooking meat, she kept to herself.
(OOC - but basically Father Banatin was a bit of a fanatic - and pretty much killed whomever he wanted under the justification of them being a 'damned' soul and doing the work of our Lord Kelemvor - its also quite possible that for a 'donation to the church' Banatin would damn a soul for you as well - all of course in the name of Kelemvor)
Lyorna sat in camp quietly until Nemaia returned, she watched and the veritable feast was placed before the group and smiled, "You did well on your hunt"
Eku:"All right, now that we are all here, listen. We better stay on the western bank of the river. The undead are more common on the eastern side. Camp Righteous was assaulted by a great group of zombies and ghouls. The survivors went to Camp Vengeance."
Not looking up from the spit, Nemaia said, with a cool voice, "We should collect as much information as possible before running off into danger. No sense rushing in head first and finding ourselves overwhelmed."
Nemaia looked up at Hellmuth. "How many are there? Are they hording or are they scattered? Are they moving in a particular direction and if so, can we cut them off?"
Eku:"Calm, follower of Kelemvor. They are too many to go finding them like this. I promise, if we see them and they are not too numerous, we will fight them."
"These undead were part of a horde, but now they are scattered and wandering randomly. The river and the Aldani Basin are a natural barrier for them, that's why it is very unlikely to encounter them on the west side."
Rawly will set up a perimeter and start walking around the area looking for defensible spots and areas of weakness. If he can, he will drag some large logs to encircle the area to make it harder for creatures to break through. After doing so he will gather wood for the fire, split it and make a sizable pile. As he's laboring away he thinks about their mission and the last few days. So many people depended on them succeeding, he just hoped that they would be able to make a difference.
He'll hum as he works, an old hymn that his mother used to sing to him before she left. Before they all left... When he realized what he was doing he stopped humming and just went to work, letting the sweat motivate him to keep going. He pushed the memories of childhood away, of being abandoned and left alone to fend for himself. He made him who he was. His strength was what made him who he was. He couldn't figure out everything the way others could, but at least he could use his brute strength to help others.
"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
Hellmuth eyes Eku suspiciously wondering her motives but decides to speak a little about his past anyway.
"I grew up ein slave, und vas purchased by Father Banatin, ein Dwarven priest of Kelemvor who eventually trained me in zee vays of zee Church. One evening tragedy occurred und Father Banatin lost his life, it vas zen I fully pledged myzelf to zee cauze, swearing ein Oath of Vengeance to continue zee vork of Father Banatin, to bring judgement to those deemed ‘damned’ zouls."
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Eku: "I understand. I feel sorry for the slavery. That is indeed something that must be wiped out from this world."
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InsidersAfter camp had been set, Nemaia stalked the jungle for game and edible berries and plants. She didn't like the idea of needing to rely on people, but it was how her life was beginning to progress. Finally, she returned to camp, and quietly began work on skinning a couple of small critters, and putting them on a spit over the campfire. She left a pile of berries out, next to the fire, and put more into the stockpile. Sitting by the campfire, tending to the cooking meat, she kept to herself.
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
(OOC - but basically Father Banatin was a bit of a fanatic - and pretty much killed whomever he wanted under the justification of them being a 'damned' soul and doing the work of our Lord Kelemvor - its also quite possible that for a 'donation to the church' Banatin would damn a soul for you as well - all of course in the name of Kelemvor)
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
Lyorna sat in camp quietly until Nemaia returned, she watched and the veritable feast was placed before the group and smiled, "You did well on your hunt"
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InsidersNemaia grunted in reply. "When it's your only option for survival, you eat what you can find."
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
Lyorna nodded as she picked up, examined and then ate some of the berries Nemaia brought back.
(OOC - hehe note to self - next time I play ToA - bring a ranger :P #goodberriesForEveryone)
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Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
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Eku: "All right, now that we are all here, listen. We better stay on the western bank of the river. The undead are more common on the eastern side. Camp Righteous was assaulted by a great group of zombies and ghouls. The survivors went to Camp Vengeance."
"Vere are zee undead!" Hellmuth stands with his halberd at the ready "ve must go to zee eastern side of zee river! Jawohl !"
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InsidersNot looking up from the spit, Nemaia said, with a cool voice, "We should collect as much information as possible before running off into danger. No sense rushing in head first and finding ourselves overwhelmed."
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
"Zey are undead, zat is all zee information I need..."
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InsidersNemaia looked up at Hellmuth. "How many are there? Are they hording or are they scattered? Are they moving in a particular direction and if so, can we cut them off?"
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
"None of zat matters....." and he'll spread his wings and fly across the river
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Insiders"Of course it..." Nemaia sighed as Hellmuth flew away. "Idiot," she mumbled, turning her focus back to the spit.
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
Eku: "Calm, follower of Kelemvor. They are too many to go finding them like this. I promise, if we see them and they are not too numerous, we will fight them."
"These undead were part of a horde, but now they are scattered and wandering randomly. The river and the Aldani Basin are a natural barrier for them, that's why it is very unlikely to encounter them on the west side."
OOC: She said as Hellmuth flies away at the speed of bat lol
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Insiders"Natural barrier." Nemaia took a bit of meat. "Perhaps we can lure them into a trap of some sort and rid of them all in one swift blow."
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?