As coon as Elmin spoke the words, he sat by the tree and looked up. His eyes turned white, glowing with faint light.
The owl, that sat on a nearby tree looked at you for a second, and spread her wings and flew off.
What Elmin the Owl saw:
As it flew closer to the tower, you have decided to sit on a nearby branch. The watch tower is about three meters high, with a wooden roof over the guards heads, with a wooden ladder for getting on and off. Waist high sides protect the guards from the outside. The entrance, and the ladder are on the camp's side.
There are two guards, sitting and talking. Just casually glancing down, on the camp or towards the forest. They are not "on alert"...
If you want to get closer, or perhaps you'd like to land on the roof, please roll stealth with adv.
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
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Cerau who was about to nod to Swan's suggestion, furrows her brow as Katarina speaks. A shadow of doubt crossing her blue features. "Katarina is right, I don't exactly blend in either." As she speaks an imperceptible wind picks up her hair, blowing it around her face. "Perhaps Katarina and I would be better off splitting off and trying to sneak in."
Cerau's attention move towards the camp, and using her hand to shade her eyes from the morning sun she casts Guidance on herself.
As you all are hidden within the woods and discuss the course of your next actions, Cerau begins to hear faint sound. Faint as a new born pup, the sound grows with every moment as her ears are picking the tones. She turns her head a few times to catch those faint sounds.
Reminding at first a fair or a battle perhaps, loud cheering reaches her ears first but with every passing moment, the sounds are getting clerer.
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
The sun is getting higher in the sky. There is nothing left of the damp dew on the ground and the old leaves crunch with pleasant sound once stepped on. The forest is quite calm despite the muffled sounds coming from the camp.
As you sit and discuss the next steps, you all hear a twig being broken with loud crack that draws your attention.
Crunch... crunch... crunch...
The steps are distinct and are heard every few seconds.
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Cerau's eyes grow wide as she looks towards the sound. Our hesitation has brought danger right to us, she thinks to herself. Moving her right hand gently through the air she whispers in a sing song tone, "Rest now weary traveler." The tone of her voice carries a gentle, calming note as if guided by a divine hand in the direction of the twig being broken.
Elmin sees Cerau starting incanting. He face the direction of the sounds, tries to find quickly a tree where to hide and then ready his spell Mind Sliver in case the Sleep spell fail.
The branches move aside as the man tries to walk through them. As he emerges, you can see a wide yawn stretching his jaw and a hand rubbing his eyes in child-like manner.
"What on earth..." he mutters. As before, the man is dressed in black leather armor with a falchion at his side and a few nasty looking daggers. He is about 35, with light beard and a faint scar on his face.
"Well, good to finally find you..." Arso says trying to focus his eyes.
"How is the infiltration going?" he asks with a grin. "You are aware the camp is down there?" he points downwards.
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
"I'm so sorry! It should only last a minute,"Cerau says quickly, her cheeks becoming slightly pink. The imperceptible breeze that surrounds her picks up her hair in a flurry, "They released you! Well obviously, you're standing here, how else would you be here. Unless you, um, no, of course you wouldn't just esca..."Cerau stops as her eyes meet Arso's. Quickly looking down at her feet, she continues speaking with a deliberate slow pace. "Everyone, this is Arso. He um, was a prisoner of ours briefly as we were trying to defend the city."
Taking a deep breath and trying to smooth down her floating hair, she raises her gaze from the ground. "The infiltration is tricky. A few of us would likely stand out if we were to try and sneak in. We are outnumbered and don't even know if Leosin resides in the camp."
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Arso's face turns a bit red as Cerau introduce him and he gives a slight nod to everyone.
"Well, I didn't escape and technically... I was released..." he gives a bit longer pause. "...let's leave it like that." He looks at everyone slowly moving his gaze from face to face.
"Well, some of you do stand out..." he looks at the giant figure of Tyto "...but it's not a bad thing sometimes. Has anyone seen you? Up close, and managed to escape?" he asks suddenly.
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Tyto looked down to Arso, mustering him with a suspicious expression for a few seconds before he replied in his rumbling voice
"Few have. Usually only those who show good manners and more importantly ... good intentions."
He emphasised the last word while looking Arso in the eyes, then turned to Cerau "You seem - rather excited to see him, if I may say so. Do you trust him? You know he was working for these cultists not long ago - not out of conviction, but out of greed. If he's the kind of person who will do anything for money, how do we know who is paying him this time?"
"My friend..." Arso replies looking at Tyto "I am a mercenary but you missed one thing about me. I will NOT do anything for money. I am perfectly fine in attacking a castle or defending it. Keeping others safe, but I am no murderer, and that's what they do..." he points towards the camp.
"I could go directly there and tell them you are coming, or let them here, but I didn't. I thought you may need my help and you may get it, if you want." he adds with his teeth clenched.
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Cerau looks to Tyto sheepishly. "You're right, last time we ran into him he did not have good intentions. And maybe it's foolish innocence but I trust him. He knew my father. And I think we can use all the help we can get right now.."
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"In that case, he might help us, since we are looking for information. We've been sent here to find out more on this group" Elmin said, pointing at the camp. He shows a full hand and then starts counting on his fingers and enumerating the questions and "Who are they? What are they doing ? Where are they going ? Who is leading them ? and finally is here a prisoner named Leosin ?"
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"it will take only a couple of minute my friends but let me scout."
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As coon as Elmin spoke the words, he sat by the tree and looked up. His eyes turned white, glowing with faint light.
The owl, that sat on a nearby tree looked at you for a second, and spread her wings and flew off.
What Elmin the Owl saw:
As it flew closer to the tower, you have decided to sit on a nearby branch. The watch tower is about three meters high, with a wooden roof over the guards heads, with a wooden ladder for getting on and off. Waist high sides protect the guards from the outside. The entrance, and the ladder are on the camp's side.
There are two guards, sitting and talking. Just casually glancing down, on the camp or towards the forest. They are not "on alert"...
If you want to get closer, or perhaps you'd like to land on the roof, please roll stealth with adv.
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
While Elmin is scouting the watchtowers, Swan looks to the others, "Shall we try and convince the guards to let us in?"
"Katarina doubts it works... scaredy-man already said that they would be wary of tabaxi..."
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Cerau who was about to nod to Swan's suggestion, furrows her brow as Katarina speaks. A shadow of doubt crossing her blue features. "Katarina is right, I don't exactly blend in either." As she speaks an imperceptible wind picks up her hair, blowing it around her face. "Perhaps Katarina and I would be better off splitting off and trying to sneak in."
Cerau's attention move towards the camp, and using her hand to shade her eyes from the morning sun she casts Guidance on herself.
"Either way we had better act soon."
Perception 7 + Guidance 1
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As you all are hidden within the woods and discuss the course of your next actions, Cerau begins to hear faint sound. Faint as a new born pup, the sound grows with every moment as her ears are picking the tones. She turns her head a few times to catch those faint sounds.
Reminding at first a fair or a battle perhaps, loud cheering reaches her ears first but with every passing moment, the sounds are getting clerer.
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
The sun is getting higher in the sky. There is nothing left of the damp dew on the ground and the old leaves crunch with pleasant sound once stepped on. The forest is quite calm despite the muffled sounds coming from the camp.
As you sit and discuss the next steps, you all hear a twig being broken with loud crack that draws your attention.
Crunch... crunch... crunch...
The steps are distinct and are heard every few seconds.
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Cerau's eyes grow wide as she looks towards the sound. Our hesitation has brought danger right to us, she thinks to herself. Moving her right hand gently through the air she whispers in a sing song tone, "Rest now weary traveler." The tone of her voice carries a gentle, calming note as if guided by a divine hand in the direction of the twig being broken.
Cerau casts Sleep for 20 HP
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Elmin sees Cerau starting incanting. He face the direction of the sounds, tries to find quickly a tree where to hide and then ready his spell Mind Sliver in case the Sleep spell fail.
Hide: 16
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In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
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The voice of approaching steps is soon followed by a curse words and a yawn as the person tripps over some rock or a branch.
"What the devil..." the voice said quietly followed by a long yawn. "Is that you, Cerau?" the voice asked...
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Cerau looks to Swan and Tyto who had been traveling with her for some time, trying to recognise the voice that had come through the bushes.
Insight 19
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The branches move aside as the man tries to walk through them. As he emerges, you can see a wide yawn stretching his jaw and a hand rubbing his eyes in child-like manner.
"What on earth..." he mutters. As before, the man is dressed in black leather armor with a falchion at his side and a few nasty looking daggers. He is about 35, with light beard and a faint scar on his face.
"Well, good to finally find you..." Arso says trying to focus his eyes.
"How is the infiltration going?" he asks with a grin. "You are aware the camp is down there?" he points downwards.
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
"I'm so sorry! It should only last a minute," Cerau says quickly, her cheeks becoming slightly pink. The imperceptible breeze that surrounds her picks up her hair in a flurry, "They released you! Well obviously, you're standing here, how else would you be here. Unless you, um, no, of course you wouldn't just esca..." Cerau stops as her eyes meet Arso's. Quickly looking down at her feet, she continues speaking with a deliberate slow pace. "Everyone, this is Arso. He um, was a prisoner of ours briefly as we were trying to defend the city."
Taking a deep breath and trying to smooth down her floating hair, she raises her gaze from the ground. "The infiltration is tricky. A few of us would likely stand out if we were to try and sneak in. We are outnumbered and don't even know if Leosin resides in the camp."
On a quest for exciting stories and moments of character development.
Arso's face turns a bit red as Cerau introduce him and he gives a slight nod to everyone.
"Well, I didn't escape and technically... I was released..." he gives a bit longer pause. "...let's leave it like that." He looks at everyone slowly moving his gaze from face to face.
"Well, some of you do stand out..." he looks at the giant figure of Tyto "...but it's not a bad thing sometimes. Has anyone seen you? Up close, and managed to escape?" he asks suddenly.
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Tyto looked down to Arso, mustering him with a suspicious expression for a few seconds before he replied in his rumbling voice
"Few have. Usually only those who show good manners and more importantly ... good intentions."
He emphasised the last word while looking Arso in the eyes, then turned to Cerau "You seem - rather excited to see him, if I may say so. Do you trust him? You know he was working for these cultists not long ago - not out of conviction, but out of greed. If he's the kind of person who will do anything for money, how do we know who is paying him this time?"
"My friend..." Arso replies looking at Tyto "I am a mercenary but you missed one thing about me. I will NOT do anything for money. I am perfectly fine in attacking a castle or defending it. Keeping others safe, but I am no murderer, and that's what they do..." he points towards the camp.
"I could go directly there and tell them you are coming, or let them here, but I didn't. I thought you may need my help and you may get it, if you want." he adds with his teeth clenched.
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Cerau looks to Tyto sheepishly. "You're right, last time we ran into him he did not have good intentions. And maybe it's foolish innocence but I trust him. He knew my father. And I think we can use all the help we can get right now.."
On a quest for exciting stories and moments of character development.
"In that case, he might help us, since we are looking for information. We've been sent here to find out more on this group" Elmin said, pointing at the camp. He shows a full hand and then starts counting on his fingers and enumerating the questions and "Who are they? What are they doing ? Where are they going ? Who is leading them ? and finally is here a prisoner named Leosin ?"
Currently Playing: Regdus Ironfist (Greyhawk) Lvl 1 Storm Sorcerer ; Goraseth Drerjoxian (Icespeak) Lvl 3 Paladin Oath of Glory; Lerak (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight) Lvl 3 Barbarian Wild Magic
In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
Currently DM'ing: Princes of Apocalypse >> Tomb of Annihilation
"If Cerau trust him, then I trust him too." Swan says. Her amber eyes turn to Arso, hoping he would answer Elmin's questions.