"Looks like the scouts ran into some trouble. Agatha, can you make any sense of the tracks? What happened or to where they went?" Leto will ask to the group.
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"Dunno, should I be a sniffer dog?"Agatha poses by putting her hands on the floor and pretending to sniff around before actually pointing out the tracks of the drag marks. "Oh look, drag marks. I wonder what they are 'bout." She says sarcastically.
"Good girl." Leto will respond to her prodding, leaning on his staff "And can you tell us what else your keen senses can learn from what even I can tell was a scuffle? We all have our talents here. You have shown yours to be related towards understanding, and dealing with, the nature around us. So please, look around and tell us what you can learn that those of us with less trained eyes may have missed." ((think The Wolf from Pulp Fiction for intonation))
Walking around analyzing the tracks Agatha sees that most 2 hours ago, the scouts were ambushed by a larger party. From the drag marks it looks like two people were dragged off while another seemed to walk away. Because of the fight, you cannot tell how many assailants there were, and the drag marks hide how many left the area. Hansel, searching through the brush around the edge of the clearing you manage to find a broken bow, snapped in two, as well as a scattering of arrows.
Hansel gathers up 8 serviceable arrows and rejoins the group as you all start to head further into the woods. After about an hour following the trail Drack’s familiar returns, saying there seems to be a rather large, but empty campsite just ahead. It says there is about a dozen tents, but only a few men are seen.
Agatha rests her hands behind her head. "Some guys with shivs hidin' in the woods? Sounds like they're gonna be desperate." She follows alongside the group nonchalantly, as she thinks this'll be a piece of cake.
As you draw near to the edge of the camp. You can see a dozen or so rough sewn tents arranged in a circular pattern around a larger tent in the middle. Only a small stream of smoke drifts upwards from in front of the large tent. From your current location it sounds as if you can hear some voices from inside the camp, the sound of maybe two or three people talking.
"See? Gonna be a piece o' cake." Agatha tells the others. "They didn't even stick a wotcha." Agatha wanders around the middle of the group nonchalantly, but is ready to hurl a spell if required.
Leto responds, slightly puzzled "yes. There are no watchas stuck anywhere in the ground here. That will be helpful.“ adding to the group "What should be our plan here?"
Agatha will wander forward, seemingly 'leading the way'. (Passive Perception 15). She has pulled out her bar stool leg (club) and with a little utterance and a sprig of mistletoe, the stool leg looks hardened (as per a shillelagh).
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"Looks like the scouts ran into some trouble. Agatha, can you make any sense of the tracks? What happened or to where they went?" Leto will ask to the group.
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"Dunno, should I be a sniffer dog?" Agatha poses by putting her hands on the floor and pretending to sniff around before actually pointing out the tracks of the drag marks. "Oh look, drag marks. I wonder what they are 'bout." She says sarcastically.
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"Good girl." Leto will respond to her prodding, leaning on his staff "And can you tell us what else your keen senses can learn from what even I can tell was a scuffle? We all have our talents here. You have shown yours to be related towards understanding, and dealing with, the nature around us. So please, look around and tell us what you can learn that those of us with less trained eyes may have missed." ((think The Wolf from Pulp Fiction for intonation))
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Hansel walks past Agatha and moves a little bit ahead, searching for articles of clothing or items left from the scuffle.
Investigation - 12
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
Walking around analyzing the tracks Agatha sees that most 2 hours ago, the scouts were ambushed by a larger party. From the drag marks it looks like two people were dragged off while another seemed to walk away. Because of the fight, you cannot tell how many assailants there were, and the drag marks hide how many left the area. Hansel, searching through the brush around the edge of the clearing you manage to find a broken bow, snapped in two, as well as a scattering of arrows.
"It seems our task lies that way" Leto will add, pointing to where the scouts were taken "Lead the way"
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Hansel is going to retrieve the arrows in case anyone needs them.
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
Hansel gathers up 8 serviceable arrows and rejoins the group as you all start to head further into the woods. After about an hour following the trail Drack’s familiar returns, saying there seems to be a rather large, but empty campsite just ahead. It says there is about a dozen tents, but only a few men are seen.
"A few men we should be able to handle. Should we try to keep a couple alive for questioning if possible?" Leto will ask hearing the report.
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"If we can, sure. But we'll see what happens." Gnash says gripping his weapon and readying his shield.
"Well then let us approach, at least to the edge of the wood, and see what we can see with our own eyes."
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Agatha rests her hands behind her head. "Some guys with shivs hidin' in the woods? Sounds like they're gonna be desperate." She follows alongside the group nonchalantly, as she thinks this'll be a piece of cake.
Draconovich readies a spell and follows cautiously looking around for danger. "Lets be wary to not fall into a trap like the other group."
"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane
Hansel continues to follow with his hand on his sword.
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
As you draw near to the edge of the camp. You can see a dozen or so rough sewn tents arranged in a circular pattern around a larger tent in the middle. Only a small stream of smoke drifts upwards from in front of the large tent. From your current location it sounds as if you can hear some voices from inside the camp, the sound of maybe two or three people talking.
"See? Gonna be a piece o' cake." Agatha tells the others. "They didn't even stick a wotcha." Agatha wanders around the middle of the group nonchalantly, but is ready to hurl a spell if required.
Leto responds, slightly puzzled "yes. There are no watchas stuck anywhere in the ground here. That will be helpful.“ adding to the group "What should be our plan here?"
PbP 🎲: Tyekanik; Moneo Noree; Korba Muris; & occasional DM:
"If there is no watch and only a couple people in there let us just approach and introduce ourselves." Gnash answers
"Lead the way." Leto will reply, getting ready to sling some eldritch energy if needed.
PbP 🎲: Tyekanik; Moneo Noree; Korba Muris; & occasional DM:
Agatha will wander forward, seemingly 'leading the way'. (Passive Perception 15). She has pulled out her bar stool leg (club) and with a little utterance and a sprig of mistletoe, the stool leg looks hardened (as per a shillelagh).