Mortimer heads to Salida's tent, but has a problem. He should knock, but tents are made of cloth so you can't. Shaking her awake probably is a bad idea; with his luck she sleeps naked or something. He decides to settle on trying to knock on the support poles and calling her name. "Salader? You awake? We have a bit of trouble."
Enri, for his part, wasn't a particularly happy camper at the moment. Had anyone else actually kept watch? Did he actually miss out on sleeping for no reason? Seemed unfair, generally.
"Kelemvor, my Lord, you have never graced me with the gift of prophecy in the past. Please do not let this premonition I feel be the beginnings of such a blessing. In your Name and for your service." Mortimer takes a deep breath and opens one of the tent flaps while calling out in a loud voice, "Salader, we have an issue!"
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Before he can think of something really good to call Enri, Fenrir is distracted by Mortimer's shout. He growls "Keep it down!" in a too loud voice, then stomps his way back over to Mortimer.
"She took off with our supplies?" he says quietly, but the Wolf whispers 'Think first....'
Fenrir looks inside the tent to see if Salida left anything behind. Perception: 6
The Wolf's voice whispers in your head, Fenrir. "Looks like she didn't expect to be gone for very long. Could something have killed her without making any noise?"
"Well, no one pointed out that there was a missing beast of burden when I took watch, and I seem to have been the only one who noticed it was gone..." Enri said, looking at the previous watch-takers pointedly, "So we could have a lot of ground to cover, is what I'm saying."
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Talindra pointedly investigates the tracks instead of participating in the discussion. "Doesn't matter when it happened, we still need to find it," she mutters while checking if there are human tracks with the dinosaur ones.
At first, it looks like there's just dinosaur tracks. When you look a little closer, however, you notice that there are indeed a smaller set of footprints mixed in with the larger dinosaur footprints. You aren't an expert, but you are good at guessing, and your guess is the smaller footprints came first - so Salida (you assume the footprints are hers) left first, and your dinosaur followed later. Or immediately. You're not too sure about the timing.
Talindra excitedly points out the tracks. "Hey look here, there are Salader tracks in here. I think she may have gone this way first and then Stompers followed. Maybe right after or not? I can't really tell the timing of when he did."
"Oh! And she left her sword and stuff. She probably took him off to find him breakfast or something so will be back soon." The smile Mortimer had on his face fades. "Unless she's being mind controlled."
"If only someone had been on watch and seen what happened." Fenrir growls to himself.
Wandering over to the tracks, Fenrir sighs. "She could have gone out without her weapon and gotten herself killed," he ventures. "Whatever happened, we better follow the mount's tracks before it gets too far away. We'll just have to carry our supplies."
Fenrir gives Mortimer a suspicious look and stomps off outside to have a look at the gathered party staring at the tracks.
"Wake up the Guide," he barks to Mortimer as his eyes seek out Enri.
He seems pretty angry.
Mortimer heads to Salida's tent, but has a problem. He should knock, but tents are made of cloth so you can't. Shaking her awake probably is a bad idea; with his luck she sleeps naked or something. He decides to settle on trying to knock on the support poles and calling her name. "Salader? You awake? We have a bit of trouble."
Enri, for his part, wasn't a particularly happy camper at the moment. Had anyone else actually kept watch? Did he actually miss out on sleeping for no reason? Seemed unfair, generally.
There is no response to Mortimer's call. Either Salida is very, very tired, or she's dead.
She could also be missing along with the dinosaur, but there's only one way to find out.
"Kelemvor, my Lord, you have never graced me with the gift of prophecy in the past. Please do not let this premonition I feel be the beginnings of such a blessing. In your Name and for your service." Mortimer takes a deep breath and opens one of the tent flaps while calling out in a loud voice, "Salader, we have an issue!"
Yeah, there's nobody in this tent, my dude.
"She's not here!" Mortimer shouts out to everyone.
Before he can think of something really good to call Enri, Fenrir is distracted by Mortimer's shout. He growls "Keep it down!" in a too loud voice, then stomps his way back over to Mortimer.
"She took off with our supplies?" he says quietly, but the Wolf whispers 'Think first....'
Fenrir looks inside the tent to see if Salida left anything behind. Perception: 6
The tent, as far as you can tell, looks like Salida expected to return shortly. Her sword is in plain view, resting against her pack.
Fenrir backs out of the tent and confronts his party with his arms folded.
"Did any of ya see her leave?"
Mortimer shakes his head, "No, I only just woke up."
The Wolf's voice whispers in your head, Fenrir. "Looks like she didn't expect to be gone for very long. Could something have killed her without making any noise?"
"Oh hey, are there Salader tracks with the Tromper tracks?" Mortimer hustles back over to the south side of the camp to look.
"Well, no one pointed out that there was a missing beast of burden when I took watch, and I seem to have been the only one who noticed it was gone..." Enri said, looking at the previous watch-takers pointedly, "So we could have a lot of ground to cover, is what I'm saying."
Talindra pointedly investigates the tracks instead of participating in the discussion. "Doesn't matter when it happened, we still need to find it," she mutters while checking if there are human tracks with the dinosaur ones.
Investigation: 4
At first, it looks like there's just dinosaur tracks. When you look a little closer, however, you notice that there are indeed a smaller set of footprints mixed in with the larger dinosaur footprints. You aren't an expert, but you are good at guessing, and your guess is the smaller footprints came first - so Salida (you assume the footprints are hers) left first, and your dinosaur followed later. Or immediately. You're not too sure about the timing.
Talindra excitedly points out the tracks. "Hey look here, there are Salader tracks in here. I think she may have gone this way first and then Stompers followed. Maybe right after or not? I can't really tell the timing of when he did."
"Oh! And she left her sword and stuff. She probably took him off to find him breakfast or something so will be back soon." The smile Mortimer had on his face fades. "Unless she's being mind controlled."
"If only someone had been on watch and seen what happened." Fenrir growls to himself.
Wandering over to the tracks, Fenrir sighs. "She could have gone out without her weapon and gotten herself killed," he ventures. "Whatever happened, we better follow the mount's tracks before it gets too far away. We'll just have to carry our supplies."
Mortimer heads back to his tent and starts scrambling into his armor and other gear.