"I'll join you." Crispy says, sizing you up. "You look like you can handle your stuff."

"I'll follow behind you two, as I don't have many close combat options. Long range is where I tend to shine best. If that's alright with you both."

"You hit me in the back of the head, and we'll have a problem." Crispy says with half jest, half seriousness.

Elon takes his mount and says “I will bring up the rear” in a mellow, monotone voice.

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"You hit me in the back of the head, and we'll have a problem." Crispy says with half jest, half seriousness.

You get a look from Crispy thinking she was more serious than joking. 

Solomon does his best to ignore her, whistle, and continue along on his horse.

Ha, I'd like to test them. Mercenaries, always looking for free money.

How do you get a dwarf on the roof?

You yell, "DRINKS ON THE HOUSE!!!"

With that Taliesin casts minor illusion to make a large sign pointing back into camp that reads, "Free Drinks"

Rex laughs at Taliesin's  joke "you'll never hear a better deal halfshield!" and settles in at the head of the main group, setting their pace and giving the scouts their lead.

(Surprisingly/unsurprisingly, the dwarves are unphased by the offer of free drinks. Bründir seems to have their full attention with his drills)

Supplied, briefed, and gathered, your party sets out from the camp to the west. As predicted, you come within sight of the forest edge by early afternoon. From the low hill you stand on, the trees are a half-mile away and the face stretches beyond sight to the north and south. Nothing appears immediately ominous from your vantage point.

While pausing for a moment, sounds catch your attention from all directions. In a flash, mounds and rocks fall away to reveal a team of four dressed in the colors of the Alvernia royalty. Introductions are made and they reveal they are one of several scouting teams. Horses provided by the camp are turned over to one scout who rides east. The scouts lay low while you are present and recover themselves with illusions and magical cloaks when you depart.

(Feel free to ask away if you like. Forest will be posted in a few hours.)

Alright, as I said earlier, now that we’re out of the camp, I will plant a bean. Roll for Bean: 1! Huh, first roll of the campaign for me is a nat 1. Interesting...

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Alright, as I said earlier, now that we’re out of the camp, I will plant a bean. Roll for Bean: 1! Huh, first roll of the campaign for me is a nat 1. Interesting...

OOC: As they say, in for a penny, in for a pound

“Huh, toadstools... well this bag hasn’t ever led me astray. You guys want some snacks?” We’ll go for a d20, 14

CON save, DC 15.

Oh goodie! 22.

The mushroom tastes fine, but you have a sudden, violent upheaval that returns the fungi back to the soil from whence it came. You don't feel great, but it definitely could've been worse. The toadstools are all different colors, so who knows what would happen with the next one?

(12 toadstools remaining)

“Yuck. Guess my gut was right, no good comes from mushrooms. Would any of you like some magic mushrooms? Not the drug kind... I think. They seem to be a fine snack.”

I'm not eating any of those! Not after you just threw one up!

Evelyn leans down to examine the mushrooms. She picks two of them up and holds them up into the light.

Can she tell anything about them or will she have to eat them to find out what they do?

Crispy makes a face that shows much of her displeasure at what just happened.