LOST

((OCC: Sorry Had a long day, catching up now))
Omen sits back and just follows. He will take watch when needed but currently stays a bit quiet. 
"Life of an urchin is to be invisible in the crowd" he reminds himself. 

sorry i forgot about you if you want to take the 3rd watch you can

sure

Ok can you make me a perception check if you get DC 5 

Omen's Perception Roll: 5

4th/ last watch I think Aurelia was taking this one DC 5 perception 

Aurelia’s eyes go wide, her academic composure slipping for a fraction of a second before her scholarly enthusiasm completely takes over. A lamia! The texts she had memorized in the archives described them, but seeing one in the flesh—slithering down a tree, no less—is an entirely different matter. She scratches down a quick note ('Lamia physiology: forked tongue, standard jaw articulation, distinct from Yuan-Ti') before looking up, her expression softening into an appreciative smile.
"You've already given me more than enough to correct several poorly written encyclopedias, Helena. Thank you. I won't pester you with a deposition while you're trying to rest, but if you'll tolerate my curiosity on the march tomorrow, I would love to know how your village manages to remain isolated from the regional trade routes."

Perception on the 4th watch: 15

Unless there is an interruption before morning, Leif wakes up early and scampers off to collect his bell and string.  Once again he will look for edibles tracks and firewood.

Survival 6. Apparently still groggy after a night of tossing and turning.

Once back to the clearing Leif stows his belongings including his toad-skin cloak and blanket.  He will talk with any small forest dweller he can creating a tasty minor illusion if helpful.

He tries to stoke up the fire in case anyone wants to warm up their rations or make a tea.  Leif is out of water his waterskin is empty...

Leif uses 10 of his bearings to exercise his fingers cycling a bearing over and under a finger then another and another till each hand is cycling 5 bearings each over and under his fingers trying not to drop or stop the rhythm... Sleight of hand (rolled a 1) total of 5 he can't even get them started this morning, he grumpily looks over at Squig sleeping on his rock.

*added the 2 pounds of apples.  Thanks

From yesterday’s searching I will say you found a few apples (1 day of rations)  you talk to a bunch of squirrels and the like but none of them have any information you didn’t already have and I’m going to assume you found some drinkable water at some point because the 5e rules for drinking are impossible 

Wazgob stirs awake slowly. He blinks at Leif. Then at the scattered bearings. Then at Squig sleeping peacefully an his rock. Wazgob nods sagely "EVERYBODY HAS OFF DAYS." He points at Squig. "CEPT HIM." Wazgob rolls back over in an attempt to prolong his sleep.

Leif gathers his bearings placing them back in their pouch.  Then he sits down and pulls out his scroll case and begins studying his notes from past studies and prayers.

OOC :sorry I was pretty busy yesterday so Kiefe was in the background 

When kiefe is asked who he is praying to he says “ I am praying to the god of luck, merric.”

When Kiefe wakes up in the morning he gathers his things and sits down and starts praying.

When Helena wakes, she climbs down from the tree and stretches out in the sun.

You spend an hour or two studying praying trying to sleep stretching and eating then continue north for another uneventful day of travel until about 7 hours in when the forest abruptly ends Helena you know from hers there is only a half hour or so more walking to get to your old home and to everyone the sun feels wonderful 

"Alright everyone, there's only about half an hour left of trekking until the village."

Omen sits down, taking off a shoe.
"How big is this place we are going to?" Omen asks while rubbing his foot. "And is there going to be a place to get something proper to eat?"

Wazgob squints hard as the sunlight finally breaks through the canopy. He raises a hand to shield his eyes.

“OI. I FORGOT DA SUN WAS DIS BIG.”

He takes out VERY IMPORTANT FINGS WOT HAPPENED and writes: FOREST OVER. SUN STILL DERE. GOOD NEWS.

He closes the notebook and looks toward the distant village. After a moment of serious consideration he says, “HOPE SO. MAYBE DEY HAVE MUSHROOMS.”

If Wazgob focuses hard enough he can smell his a faint mushroom scent 

Wazgob suddenly freezes. He sniffs the air once. Twice. His eyes widen. He immediately grabs Da Finkin' Rock hanging from his neck.

"MUSHROOMS."

He stands so abruptly that Squig nearly falls from his shoulder,  and points off into the distance.

"I SMELL MUSHROOMS."  A pause. He squints suspiciously at Da Finkin' Rock. "... YOU SMELL MUSHROOMS TOO?"

Silence.

"GOOD ROCK."

As the rest of you watch wazgobs reaction you instantly sniff and catch the same scent but you are not as trained at finding mushrooms as Wazgob so it is much fainter to your noses you could be imagining it except for Helena and only because you specified that you had a forked tongue you can taste smells and smell them so you are also confident that you smell mushrooms