"Are you following," Gen replies holding up a large palm fronds. "They are too quick to follow if we don't move faster," she adds as fhe bright tropical colored pixies dart in the undergrowth ahead of tgw party.
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Nelburn stands up and takes one last sip from his waterskin before securing all his things in his pack. "Sounds good to me. It's all well and good being pretty round here an all but I'm itching to get me hands on something for making."
With that he sets off after Tobias, keeping his warhammer held in one hand as he pushes through the jungle. behind the Half-Orc.
OOC: as a point of order, because Flint/Wreck had the idea too, Smith's tools require a forge, Nel can RP trying to 'fix' things with them but it's little more than aesethic repairs.
Moving ahead everyone stealthily or just clopping through? Gen moves noisesly as do the fairies.
If so stealth and perception.
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Flint would try to make his way through the brush as quietly as he could, his heavy leather boots sinking into the soft soil as he tries to avoid snapping any branches and attempts to keep his arms close to his body to muffle the sounds of his armor.
But in reality as he goes you can hear his heavily armoured footsteps clomping while all the various items that dangle from his pack clatter against the plate he is wearing creating an absolute racket.
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"Keep it down lad! You're gonna get us noticed!" Nelburn grunts back loudly. As he is distracted replying to Flint he fails to notice a low hanging branch and walks clean through it without slowing in the slightest. The loud crack sound is clear to hear with only loud Dwarvern muttering covering it up "Blasted thing. I swear these trees are movin' to get in yer way..."
"Bleedin' smart arse..." Nelburn mutters under his breath, eyes suddenly wide open and looking where hes going after his little incident with the tree.
"Sounds like a good trade" as Nam hands Garrett the lenses and takes the wand.
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Garrett hands Nam the wand and accepts the glasses in return.
"Play to our strengths right?"
OOC are we taking a single hour short rest or more than one or longer?
OOC: Short rest, an hour Nel spent 40 mins identify roughly things.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"Are you following," Gen replies holding up a large palm fronds. "They are too quick to follow if we don't move faster," she adds as fhe bright tropical colored pixies dart in the undergrowth ahead of tgw party.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"We are not safe anywhere in the place." Tobias casts an uneasy eye at the others and pushes through the jungle. "Let's go people!"
Flint would stand up and put on his googles and adjust his helmet. "I am ready to roll" He will say hoisting his crossbow.
Nelburn stands up and takes one last sip from his waterskin before securing all his things in his pack. "Sounds good to me. It's all well and good being pretty round here an all but I'm itching to get me hands on something for making."
With that he sets off after Tobias, keeping his warhammer held in one hand as he pushes through the jungle. behind the Half-Orc.
Garrett steps in line behind Nel, rapier out.
Athene to me.
From wherever the bird was it winks out and a moment later reappears on Garrett's shoulder.
Keep an eye out for trouble and let me know what you see.
OOC: as a point of order, because Flint/Wreck had the idea too, Smith's tools require a forge, Nel can RP trying to 'fix' things with them but it's little more than aesethic repairs.
Moving ahead everyone stealthily or just clopping through? Gen moves noisesly as do the fairies.
If so stealth and perception.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Flint would try to make his way through the brush as quietly as he could, his heavy leather boots sinking into the soft soil as he tries to avoid snapping any branches and attempts to keep his arms close to his body to muffle the sounds of his armor.
Stealth: 8
Perception: 11
(there are the rolls I am used to seeing... :/ )
Nelburn will of course be moving stealthily in his own head...
Stealth:3
But in reality as he goes you can hear his heavily armoured footsteps clomping while all the various items that dangle from his pack clatter against the plate he is wearing creating an absolute racket.
"HEY NELBURN! ARE YOU BEING QUIET TOO! YOU SHOULD BE QUIET LIKE I AM BEING QUIET!" Flint yells to his companion...
"Keep it down lad! You're gonna get us noticed!" Nelburn grunts back loudly. As he is distracted replying to Flint he fails to notice a low hanging branch and walks clean through it without slowing in the slightest. The loud crack sound is clear to hear with only loud Dwarvern muttering covering it up "Blasted thing. I swear these trees are movin' to get in yer way..."
Perception:5
"HEY QUIT TALKING! WE NEED TO BE QUIET!" Flint will say looking towards the dwarf, stepping on a whole bunch of small snapping twigs
Tobias hurries behind the pixies. His armor makes it near impossible to move quietly so he doesn't even try.
"Bleedin' smart arse..." Nelburn mutters under his breath, eyes suddenly wide open and looking where hes going after his little incident with the tree.
(:P)
OOC: Three heavily armored PCs. Stealth is not our game. LOL.
OOC: Nelburn still thinks he's being quite subtle... :D
(lol... I am imagining flint moving through the tall grass with his crossbow only to look left and have a raptor in his face... "clever girl...")