As soon as they arrive at the wagon, Kim crawls into the seat. She starts to look around for any letters or markings from the Ravens, but before she can get a good look, she passes out.
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Seeing his other companions settle down into the cart, Yuri opts to take watch. Searching nearby to the cart he finds some firewood and using his tinder box attempts to start a fire.
Survival - 9
Before settling himself down, he will take the horses from their harnesses and lead them to a patch of grass nearby, tying them to a tree to prevent wandering off.
Finally, Yuri sits down by the fire, his back to a wagon wheel and sharpens his longsword while keeping watch.
Yuri is able to begin a fire for the others. He takes the horses to feed on the nearby tall grass. It is a quiet night for the group along the road not traveled often. The only sound that can be heard over the fire is a howling owl. Morning comes and the fog is still heavy along the path. The sun starts to cut through the fog as everyone begins to pack up.
(Everyone take a long rest on your character sheet)
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Morpetor wakes up early, glad to have regained his strength, and eager to learn more about the whereabouts of their benefactor. As he chews on some venison jerky, he keeps watch over their position, ready to get back on the road.
After she walks to campfire and apologizes for going to sleep so quickly to the team. She looks around, noticing that everyone is recovered from the trails from the day before and then addresses the group, "We need to make a plan from here. What are everyone's thoughts?"
"Well, like Sildar said, we need to go to Phandalin to drop this cart off. Then we can ask around about this Cragmaw Castle so we can find Gundren. The poor dear must be so scared by himself!" Gramgran looks worried for Gundren.
Having spent part of the early morning asleep slumped against a wagon wheel, Yuri awakens with stiff muscles and a crick in his neck. Staggering to his feet, he begins stretching, easing the stiffness from his.muscles and joints.
"Let's get the wagon loaded and the horses in their harnesses. When we get close to Phandalin we can wake Sildar. He'll know where we need to go from here. Cragmaw Castle sounds well defended, I don't think we want to hit that head on."
Once everything is decided and confirmed, Kim stands up, still a bit of breakfast in her mouth, she jogs over the the cart to ensure everything is in place. Once she does her checks, she hops into her driver's seat, turns to the group with a smile on her face and shouts, "Who's gonna ride in front with me?"
OOC I wonder if there as many places for us to sit in the wagon this time as we've added more goods. If it's restricted my votes are for Gramgran or Sildar to take the seat by Kim.
Yuri shakes his head at Kim "Think I need the walk, my legs are still a bit stiff." With that he swings his pack onto his shoulders and his shield over that.
Looking over to Sildar he asks "How are you feeling? Up for the walk?"
Sildar replys, "After a decent rest, I can put in a few miles to Phandalin. I just feel naked without my armor and weapons. I'm not sure what those vile goblins did with it after they brought me to the cave. I'm quite lucky you all showed up when you did. I don't think the leader was going to let me live much longer. You were the group Gundren sent with supplies if I'm not mistaken. I wasn't sure about the grandma at first, but she's mightier than she lets on." Sildar walks with a slight limp. During the fall he may have sprained his ankle, or worse broken it.
"Would you like to sit on the wagon? I can walk if you still need rest sweetie. Oh dear, you're all skin and bones, here have something to eat." Gramgran does that grandma thing where she adjusts someone's clothing and smooths down hair while she talks, trying to make them more presentable.
As they are traveling along, Kim thinks back to the fights and ponders about her teammates.
"Ren, I have something I wanted to ask you. You seem to change during battle. It almost feels like battle was created just for you. The way you can take control is just amazing. Did you receive some formal training, such as an army or guild?"
Hearing this question, Renvalm gets an almost pained look in his eyes as he remembers the horrors that were done to him. "You say that battle was created for me, if only it was that simple. Through pain and unimaginable horrors I was created for one thing only, to fight. Do not take my prowess for battle as me being in control because I'm always on the verge of losing control." Turning around, Renvalm continues to walk down the road in silence.
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“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
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As soon as they arrive at the wagon, Kim crawls into the seat. She starts to look around for any letters or markings from the Ravens, but before she can get a good look, she passes out.
Morpetor, weary from the battle, finds a place by the cart brings his cloak over his head, and falls asleep.
Seeing his other companions settle down into the cart, Yuri opts to take watch. Searching nearby to the cart he finds some firewood and using his tinder box attempts to start a fire.
Survival - 9
Before settling himself down, he will take the horses from their harnesses and lead them to a patch of grass nearby, tying them to a tree to prevent wandering off.
Finally, Yuri sits down by the fire, his back to a wagon wheel and sharpens his longsword while keeping watch.
Perception - 24
Yuri is able to begin a fire for the others. He takes the horses to feed on the nearby tall grass. It is a quiet night for the group along the road not traveled often. The only sound that can be heard over the fire is a howling owl. Morning comes and the fog is still heavy along the path. The sun starts to cut through the fog as everyone begins to pack up.
(Everyone take a long rest on your character sheet)
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Morpetor wakes up early, glad to have regained his strength, and eager to learn more about the whereabouts of their benefactor. As he chews on some venison jerky, he keeps watch over their position, ready to get back on the road.
Perception: 5
Kim looks around for any signs of another Raven.
After she walks to campfire and apologizes for going to sleep so quickly to the team. She looks around, noticing that everyone is recovered from the trails from the day before and then addresses the group, "We need to make a plan from here. What are everyone's thoughts?"
Gramgran
"Well, like Sildar said, we need to go to Phandalin to drop this cart off. Then we can ask around about this Cragmaw Castle so we can find Gundren. The poor dear must be so scared by himself!" Gramgran looks worried for Gundren.
Having spent part of the early morning asleep slumped against a wagon wheel, Yuri awakens with stiff muscles and a crick in his neck. Staggering to his feet, he begins stretching, easing the stiffness from his.muscles and joints.
"Let's get the wagon loaded and the horses in their harnesses. When we get close to Phandalin we can wake Sildar. He'll know where we need to go from here. Cragmaw Castle sounds well defended, I don't think we want to hit that head on."
Once everything is decided and confirmed, Kim stands up, still a bit of breakfast in her mouth, she jogs over the the cart to ensure everything is in place. Once she does her checks, she hops into her driver's seat, turns to the group with a smile on her face and shouts, "Who's gonna ride in front with me?"
OOC I wonder if there as many places for us to sit in the wagon this time as we've added more goods. If it's restricted my votes are for Gramgran or Sildar to take the seat by Kim.
Morpetor hears nothing but the leaves rustling in the wind. Kim does not find any ravens in the area.
With the goods packed up, there is no room to sit in the back now. Two seats up front for the driver and a passenger, but that's all.
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Yuri shakes his head at Kim "Think I need the walk, my legs are still a bit stiff." With that he swings his pack onto his shoulders and his shield over that.
Looking over to Sildar he asks "How are you feeling? Up for the walk?"
Sildar replys, "After a decent rest, I can put in a few miles to Phandalin. I just feel naked without my armor and weapons. I'm not sure what those vile goblins did with it after they brought me to the cave. I'm quite lucky you all showed up when you did. I don't think the leader was going to let me live much longer. You were the group Gundren sent with supplies if I'm not mistaken. I wasn't sure about the grandma at first, but she's mightier than she lets on." Sildar walks with a slight limp. During the fall he may have sprained his ankle, or worse broken it.
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Gramgran
"Oh dear, do you need some more healing? I can help you if you need it honey." She walks over to him with a concerned look on her face.
OOC - Can Kim freeze some water to make a stick that he can use for a crutch?
Sildar will be ok walking with you guys. Just for flavor text.
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Gramgran
"Would you like to sit on the wagon? I can walk if you still need rest sweetie. Oh dear, you're all skin and bones, here have something to eat." Gramgran does that grandma thing where she adjusts someone's clothing and smooths down hair while she talks, trying to make them more presentable.
Morpetor
”Ok, well let’s get going. I’ll walk on the left side of the wagon and help keep a look out. “
”I bet we can find a nice stick for Sildar to use as a crutch.”
As they are traveling along, Kim thinks back to the fights and ponders about her teammates.
"Ren, I have something I wanted to ask you. You seem to change during battle. It almost feels like battle was created just for you. The way you can take control is just amazing. Did you receive some formal training, such as an army or guild?"
Renvalm Hellhelm
Lvl 2 | Human | Barbarian
Hearing this question, Renvalm gets an almost pained look in his eyes as he remembers the horrors that were done to him. "You say that battle was created for me, if only it was that simple. Through pain and unimaginable horrors I was created for one thing only, to fight. Do not take my prowess for battle as me being in control because I'm always on the verge of losing control." Turning around, Renvalm continues to walk down the road in silence.
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”