Blood Scales Game

Mo, making his way up towards the edge of the camp while trying to be stealthy is not nearly as good at hiding behind the bushes and trees in the dark. He is however able to notice that there are only two people by the fire... As he looks around he is able to see one of the wolf patrols circling the camp and it appears to consist of two wolves and two bloodscales. You think maybe the beefed up the patrols a bit since the disturbance last night.

Mo looks at the rest of the group and silently gives the universal hand signal for "Thunderwave?"

So the camp is a pretty large clearing, in the center is a large bonfire that with two red hooded figures standing nearby talking to one another casting long shadows out that extend towards five tents. four of the tents are the same size and appear to be large enough to hold about four or five people and are spaced evenly apart so that there are two of the smaller tents on either side. The largest tent in the middle is the one that had been housing Shiv and behind that is where the wolves are fed.  On the east and west sides of the camp at the edges of the clearing are two small wooden platforms that serve as watch towers, with rope ladders leading up to them with crossbow wielding red hooded figures looking out over the camp and the surrounding area. 

(so right now I would say Mo and Sayre are just outside the south side of the camp... far enough away that the watch towers and people inside the camp should not be able to see you but the patrols will pass by your location eventually...)

Waiting to hear what Lorarila and Thimbol do...

**Lets burn it allll**

So here is my super shitty camp pic

Sayre makes the hand signal 'NO THUNDERWAVE' and puts her finger to her lips.

"We're trying to be quite until Thimbol smuggles in the barrel," Sayre reminds Mo.

Mo nods, touches his head, points to the sky, pretends to throw something over his shoulder, holds up 3 fingers, and then does jazz hands.

He looks at Sayre quizzically to see if she understands. 

Meanwhile, back at the Inn. Navek has moved back into the main room once confident all are gone and wouldn't be back... for a while. Not a drop of booze had been drunken, though he did bring up a full grog's worth of it. After getting the fire in the chimney going again, he plants himself in his usual seat/bed before it. From then on, he alternates between the slow, methodical sharpening of his axes with a whetstone, and brief periods of staring into the flames.

He could feel it. With every passing moment, the vigor that came renewed faith began to slowly fade away. His beard began to regain its more salt than pepper coloring, some muscle definition was slowly lost, and the wrinkles in his face returned, making the scarring once more pronounced. He knew Hephestus to be no god of war. But loyalty and dependability? Such things were encouraged. And yet again, Navek was failing to hold true to even that much over personal feelings...

(Sounds like someones God isn't mad... just disappointed)

OOC: BAHAHA I thought you implied we spoke the gesture language duh!!

"I certainly try my best." Thimbol offered to Lorarila as he accepted the bag, tucking it into his coat then glancing about, seeing Mo and Sayre having already moved into treeline. "Here's hoping for the best..."

Perception: 15

Stealth: 27

As Thimbol circles around the north side of the camp, approaches the edge of the camp and just as he is about to make a break for it towards the back of Shiv's tent, he hears the snap of a twig and is able to duck quickly behind a tree as the patrol passes nearby, unaware that the patrol was that close by. As it passes he is able to see the feeding troth full of fresh meat for the wolves. A moment later the first rays of the morning sun start to pierce through the trees and the wolves all let out a simultaneous howl, eager to feed on their breakfast.

(Thimbol is hidded and just north of the camp treeline but will need to move to the back of the large tent quickly and quietly if he is going to poison the food and get back before the wolves and bloodscales see him.)

(I can wait to see if Lorarila makes it to my side?)

Yeah, I didn't know if she was going to do the "YOU BETTER NOT MESS UP AND BETTER BE REALLY SNEAKY ACTUALLY MOVING THROUGH THE CAMP" stuff.. or if she was going to be hanging back a bit at the edge of the trees doing fire support

It wasn't as if Thimbol had many other options. The sun was coming up, shadows disappearing and the wolves were being lead to their food. The howling a usable distraction in itself as the halfling clicks the boots of his heels together and takes another charge at the feeding trough.

(Boots of speed doubles his action and the dash action doubles that speed?!)

(I can roll things...)

(as a bonus action you double your speed.. so instead of walking 25 feet in 4 seconds you walk 50... so you could double your speed, move to the food troth, poison it, and then move somewhere else all in your one turn without dashing.. you could try to escape back into the trees or enter a tent or whatever you wanna do... but you do not get double actions)

https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/boots-of-speed

Smiling at Thimbol as he leaves and takes her time to start after him, if things went bad she would just be a distraction and help the others. She was the least stealthy of the group, even Mo. 

Perception 18

Stealth 3

(I'd poison the trough and then probably head back to the trees) 

If not caught in the process and still time left before the wolves made their way around and before anymore sunlight creeped through the trees, Thimbol would head back out, placing a barrel between the large and small tents on both sides. 

(that is fine, today was trick or treat with kids, so sorry for lack of posting)