OOC I'm good to go on. 

So is Pat

OOC: yeah sure thing!

The next day dawns as the treetop camp comes to life. The party wakes in a room together. New clothes similar to those seen worn by the wild folk. The room is large with many fur pallets on the floor. It is nearly a 200 hundred feet off tge grown hewn into the tree itself. Looking out the natural openings in the branches there's many similar rooms in other trees in the vast forest that surrounds the party. There's food and drink for the party as a gnome fusses with simply leather and hide armors as well as simple weapons meant for the party.

"When your dressed and feed," the gnome begins, "I'm am to find jobs for each of you," he explains. "I'm Aemon," he then says, "be quick," he adds.

"Aemon, Pat O'Shannessy" Pat says as he puts out a hand to the Gnome to shake. "Sounds good to me" he finishes with. He then turns to Hrain and says "what say we have a few practice rounds later today if we get time?"

Lyra slowly wakes up, wiping the last bit of sleep out of her eyes. She sits for a long while, just staring straight head, her gaze going nowhere. It takes her a second to regain consciousness of her surroundings, and she quickly walks over and grabs something to eat. She then wanders to the opening and takes a curious outside. "So, what 'job' do casters normally do?" she asks noone in particular, while still observing the weird accumulation of treehouses.

     Folzi wakes still looking exhausted - troubled, both - though having regained his freedom. He rouses himself out of bed after some effort. "A job already?" he grumbles. "Can't we even have a day to rake it easy?" Giving a cursory glance at the provided clothing, he opts to remain in what he's wearing.

    Hoping that some food will improve his attitude, he shuffles over to the spread offered to the group and piles his plate high.

"You will not permit us to use our own equipment? As you wish but I am a better fighter fighting as I am accustomed."

Laughing at Pat's offer Hrain replies "I don't know about you but I am still exhausted, it might be good to try out all this new equipment though. Let's see if Aemon here has plans for us today first."

"Look outs mostly until you know your way around the wood," Aemon replies smiling at Lyra and all those who asked about jobs. "Your equipment is your own these are....superior," he adds with a nod motioning to the leathers and hide. "You're in metal and most of us....well nearly all of us use heat metal as a rule. The men in metal suits from the Empire are foolish to come against a wild folk," he grins.

Metagaming pigeon says coo coo *Each is a +1 druidic enchantment with the possibility of more advanced enchantments to come* coo coo!

OOC: I am considering a time jump. Two weeks where you all perform a serious of rolls amd level up together ALL the same level. I would like each of you to consider something you'd like to learn or achieve. We'll then move on from the jump.

(OOC: Something that Pat would like to work on is having his parry not impacted by his Peg leg. As I see it parry is about is about clever and fast use of the sword not ability to move quickly, yet the game system imposes the -2 penalty because of his low dex (i.e. peg leg) maybe his strength would be a better modifier. Of course this might be outside the scope of what you're looking for in terms of ideas!)

"Look outs mostly until you know your way around the wood," Aemon replies smiling at Lyra and all those who asked about jobs. "Your equipment is your own these are....superior," he adds with a nod motioning to the leathers and hide. "You're in metal and most of us....well nearly all of us use heat metal as a rule. The men in metal suits from the Empire are foolish to come against a wild folk," he grins.

"Thanks but as you can see I ain't the most agile and so I'll take the risk of sticking with this cruddy old chain. Also I am bit to old, and if truth be known probably a bit fat to go clambering around in trees so if you've got a ground based job - say training new recruits - it'd be appreciated" Pat says. (OOC if this is +1 Leather then cos of his low dex (which doesn't impact Heavy Armour) it means that Pat would be 6 points lower 12 vs 18 than sticking with the Chain)

OOC: I'm not manipulating systems my dude. I advised you against the asethic choice of a handicap and how it would effect your PC in future but you insisted keeping it. I ment more tools, skills, and knowledge of the area. You've level up and could have sunk points in abilities but you chose feats. My best advice is make it a point to add points to stats now not feats.

(OOC: No worries, is another language or some such an option. Otherwise since Pat gets indomitable at 9th level we could build a story around him practicing and developing strength of will through say access to meditation skills)

OOC: let's take this to PMs please.

"The offer stands. Look out until you can be trusted with other tasks," Aemon says with a set jaw. "Seems you're too use to giving orders O'Shannessy. You're not in an Empire's army now. You're guests of the Everbright. Appreciate your situation because there's always an alternative for the green and untrusted," the gnome adds gripping his belt and puffing up his small chest. Looking to the others he sighs. "Gifts are just that," he motions to the pile of Wild Folk arms and armor, "use them or don't. It'll all the same to me," he adds turning from the room but pauses at the threshold looking over his petite shoulder. "You coming then," he asks his mood jovial much as it was before. "The wood and her wonders awaits no man or beast," he adds moving from the doorway.

     Folzi just shrugs as Aemon departs. He dons one of the sets of leather armor, then arms himself with a couple of daggers and a short bow. "Never been part of an army, or whatever they call themselves. Better than being in a prison I suppose." The rogue then waddles off to follow Aemon.

Lyra takes a short look at the equipment displayed in front of her. After a short second of consideration, she grabs two daggers for herself, then walks back to pick up some food for the way, and follows the two short people out of the treehouse.

" I have trained to use this type of armour to the point where it is a great benefit to me, I will continue to use it for now, I do thank you for your offer though, maybe later we can discuss the weapons you have, and if you don't mind I will take a longbow and arrows now, this sword is not as good as the one I had previously and I have no attachment to it, perhaps a spear would serve, I have trained with those often." Hrain says "perhaps you could show me how you make items such as these, if we are to stay here for any length of time I would like to learn your ways, perhaps woodcarving would be a useful thing for me to learn."

        "Maybe we can get some paint to make you a little less shiny while we're sneaking through the forest here? You know, hit it with some splotches of greens and browns." 

"I don't train with the weapons myself," Aemon explains leading the party down the staircase. "It's a gift from Clan Winersbane," he adds. "They are sort of the army around here now since House Cailleach left us," he adds his tone slightly annoyed. "Plenty of war left to fight but the elves...." the gnome sighs loudly. "I'm two hundred and seven and remember the time before the Aurelian's but...I mean the elves are always off by themselves unless they have strong ties with others," he explains. "This," he then gestures to another set of steps, "is where I leave you," he adds gesturing to a large room similar to the grand meeting room and its a hive of activity. "Watchers get their rotates from Hopespark," he says motioning to a wild-haired blonde halfling that's fiddling with a brass telescope. He wears deep green muted leathers with a short bow on his back. He looks like he might have spent too much time in the sun with weathered tanned skin and sunbleached hair but he looks friendly if not absorbed in his mending of the telescope. "Hopespark is a good clan but...well be careful of Teague there," he points again at the halfling. "He's a good ranger and very resourceful but he's a bit...well you'll see," Aemon says grinning before blinking out of sight! 

"Thanks for the that but before you leave how do we" indicating Hrain and himself "find a representative of Clan Winersbane so we can offer our services?" Pat asks of Aemon.