"Why shoukd we be calm? You invade our home and threaten our home." Tyrion hears from the snakes. The speach is slow and drawn out. As you look for a source of the voice you realize its as if its comjng from everywhere.
"We did not realize you have claimed this island as your own, we apologize for this. We are not conquerors, we are travelers and explorers. We only seek temporary respite from the swamp. I humbly ask your permission to stay the night." Tyrin tells everyone in the group to relax a bit.
"Why shoukd we be calm? You invade our home and threaten our home." Tyrion hears from the snakes. The speach is slow and drawn out. As you look for a source of the voice you realize its as if its comjng from everywhere.
"We did not realize you have claimed this island as your own, we apologize for this. We are not conquerors, we are travelers and explorers. We only seek temporary respite from the swamp. I humbly ask your permission to stay the night." Tyrin tells everyone in the group to relax a bit.
Wheeze, nearly being bitten by a snake, recoils and prepares to slash out with a short sword. Then a deeper horror overtakes him as the druid turns into a vile snake man, and starts speaking snake to an island. Carefully backing away he looks to the others in the group to see who else turns. His face then relaxes into a look of embarrassment as he realizes whats going on.
There is a silence from the swamp for a moment with nothing but the soft hum of nearby inscets as a sign of life. "Very well. We shall leave you be so long as you keep yourself to the man homes and leave at dawn." You can hear movement in the grass as various snakes move away from the lean-tos to give you all space. As they leave, tyrin hears a faint call in his head, "guard your dreams."
There is a silence from the swamp for a moment with nothing but the soft hum of nearby inscets as a sign of life. "Very well. We shall leave you be so long as you keep yourself to the man homes and leave at dawn." You can hear movement in the grass as various snakes move away from the lean-tos to give you all space. As they leave, tyrin hears a faint call in his head, "guard your dreams."
Letting out his held breath from anticipation Tyrin becomes more relaxed and announces to the group "We are fine for now, we are allowed to stay the night in the structures and leave at dawn." - with a quizzical expression on his face he mentions - "And... guard your dreams..." - his expression turning to one of concern as he grabs his gear, hops on the island, and cautiously makes his way towards the lean-tos.
Reg (assuming he was still on the boat when all the commotion with the snakes happened) hops off the boat and joins Tyrin as they approach the lean tos. "That was some damn fine snake charming, man. What do you think they meant by 'guard our dreams'?" Reg begins inspecting the areas around the lean tos for clues.
Bert kinda caught off guard by the happenings decides to walk into the lean-to dry out a little bit and contemplate what he just saw. Bert usually has a unwavering positive personality but snakes and snake talking druids are not his thing.
Tyrin walks around the abandoned structures, looking for any kind of clue as to what might have happened to this place and what the snakes were possibly talking about, guarding your dreams...
As you investigate the campsite, you don't see any sign of foulplay. Just a simple campsite, that was built and left behind by rangers or other adventurers before you. Signs of serpent activity is all over the captsite with trails and long abandoned nests scattered about. Through the exploring you're able to find some of the same swamp berries found by Reg.
Wheeze, giving up on trying to get the attention of others, gatherrs up a few handfuls of the nasty swamp berries. You then see him place the berries in a small sack and toss in what looks like paprika and a sprig of mistletoe. After peering into the sack he gives it a long sniff and grins. "If you want one, these berries are actually good now. One'll fill even you big bastards up, it'll even heal you up a bit."
Tyrin walks over to the vacant fire pit then begins to look around for kindling and other fuels for a fire. (I'm guessing I find enough for at least a small fire)
Tyrin piles the fuel into the pit and steps back. Patting his pockets for a match then realizing he could use magic, Tyrin casts bonfire atop the pile of wood. (Bonfire lasts for 1 minute and ignites flammables)
"Ahh, there we go." - looking around at the others then resting his gaze on Wheeze - "Oh yes, I'd be more than happy for one of those wonderful berries, thank you!" - with a smile Tyrin walks over to Wheeze and takes one - "Mmmm, nice and sweet!" - Tyrin gestures Wheeze to come sit near the fire then announces to the rest of the group to do so at their leisure.
(How big are the leantos? Are we all able to go into one?)
Wheeze jumped slightly with the sudden burst of flame, but regains his composure with the apparently kind elf. "The berries are very good, but you shouldn't eat to many. I was always told you'd shit yourself for days if you eat to many." Settling down beside the fire he looked around, "So It's obvious why I'd be in the ******* of the world, but why are you people here?"
(His demeanor has obviously changed now that he is out of the city and around people he doesn't think wan't to kill him.)
Wheeze jumped slightly with the sudden burst of flame, but regains his composure with the apparently kind elf. "The berries are very good, but you shouldn't eat to many. I was always told you'd shit yourself for days if you eat to many." Settling down beside the fire he looked around, "So It's obvious why I'd be in the ******* of the world, but why are you people here?"
(His demeanor has obviously changed now that he is out of the city and around people he doesn't think wan't to kill him.)
Still savoring what little flavor of the berry remained, Tyrin smiled at Wheeze and said "Well I was actually with a trade caravan several days ago. I decided to head out from my village and see the world, not just read about it. Anyway one evening there was a massive storm, we decided to push through the night in order to make up for lost time, and I was separated from the caravan due a washout at a river crossing. I wandered about trying to find them or a trail but to no avail. Few days later I happened upon the route through the swamp and ended up in that small town." - Tyrin sits up a bit and clears his throat - "Not an interesting tale I'll admit, but it's mine." - looking at the others - "Anyone else care to share?"
"Well I've decided to take it upon myself to spread the metal across the land," Reg, never a stranger to large amounts of diarrhea, takes a few of the berries and eats them. "Wherever a party can be had, the heavy tones of my nasty riffs will be there to bring the fun and let the inner rage out. So I got blackout drunk on the walk here and turned wrong somewhere along the path and ended up in a swamp. It's definitely not the first time I've woken up in a swamp, but it is the first that I've gotten hired for a job as a result. Normally I wake up with a bunch of drunk leeches falling off me in a pile."
Wheeze looks around then sighs, “I've just been trying not to get killed, people hate us goblins and for ****in' good reasons. My tribes all dead I think, they deserve it though the bastards.” Wheeze spits at the last remark then tossing back a goodberry he then starts again cheerfully, “Then I heard about some kind of hunting season in a shitty swamp, payed someone to write me a sign, and now I work for an otter. Also holy shit turtle guy, you sure punched to shit out of those lizards, Clocked his ****in' gob off. Do turtles hate lizards, seemed like you lost your chill when they threw a rock at ye. Want a berry?”
I would love a berry! Umm so no tortles don't hate lizards and Bert looks down kinda ashamed. I was taught to control my self and be happy at all times that is what I learned back at home but when that rock hit my shell I just sort of lost it and lost all control. I am sorry I will try to not let it happen again. I do like our job though despite the snakes this seems like a pretty cool island I cant wait to explore more of the swamp and hopefully find the druid. I have been out on a walkabout for several months and this is the first real excitement I have come across. Hopefully it will be something I can add to my journal and bring stories back home about.
Oh yeah back home in what people here call the great ponds area there are tons of tortles. My family and plenty others all just minding their own business. I worked for years in a tavern serving drinks and kicking out those that got too rowdy. Thats where I started meditating and then one day I met a patron in the bar that started training me in the ways of the monks. I have been training for years and this walkabout is one of my final steps to find my self and my true purpose in life. I don't know if finding druids is my true purpose but im sure excited to be here! You guys all seem pretty great and I am honored to call you my work associates who knows maybe one day friends!
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"We did not realize you have claimed this island as your own, we apologize for this. We are not conquerors, we are travelers and explorers. We only seek temporary respite from the swamp. I humbly ask your permission to stay the night." Tyrin tells everyone in the group to relax a bit.
Wheeze, nearly being bitten by a snake, recoils and prepares to slash out with a short sword. Then a deeper horror overtakes him as the druid turns into a vile snake man, and starts speaking snake to an island. Carefully backing away he looks to the others in the group to see who else turns. His face then relaxes into a look of embarrassment as he realizes whats going on.
There is a silence from the swamp for a moment with nothing but the soft hum of nearby inscets as a sign of life. "Very well. We shall leave you be so long as you keep yourself to the man homes and leave at dawn." You can hear movement in the grass as various snakes move away from the lean-tos to give you all space. As they leave, tyrin hears a faint call in his head, "guard your dreams."
Letting out his held breath from anticipation Tyrin becomes more relaxed and announces to the group "We are fine for now, we are allowed to stay the night in the structures and leave at dawn." - with a quizzical expression on his face he mentions - "And... guard your dreams..." - his expression turning to one of concern as he grabs his gear, hops on the island, and cautiously makes his way towards the lean-tos.
Reg (assuming he was still on the boat when all the commotion with the snakes happened) hops off the boat and joins Tyrin as they approach the lean tos. "That was some damn fine snake charming, man. What do you think they meant by 'guard our dreams'?" Reg begins inspecting the areas around the lean tos for clues.
Aside from some snake trails, you're ablento find some edible swamp berries. They may not taste good, but they'll get the job done.
Wheeze seeing Reg grab nasty swamp berries looks at him with disgust, "If you want I can make those a tad better for you..."
Bert kinda caught off guard by the happenings decides to walk into the lean-to dry out a little bit and contemplate what he just saw. Bert usually has a unwavering positive personality but snakes and snake talking druids are not his thing.
Tyrin walks around the abandoned structures, looking for any kind of clue as to what might have happened to this place and what the snakes were possibly talking about, guarding your dreams...
Investigation 15
As you investigate the campsite, you don't see any sign of foulplay. Just a simple campsite, that was built and left behind by rangers or other adventurers before you. Signs of serpent activity is all over the captsite with trails and long abandoned nests scattered about. Through the exploring you're able to find some of the same swamp berries found by Reg.
Ever cautious with his new surroundings, Tyrin examines the berries and thinks back to his studies of flora. (so I guess a nature check on them)
Nature Check 4
Wheeze, giving up on trying to get the attention of others, gatherrs up a few handfuls of the nasty swamp berries. You then see him place the berries in a small sack and toss in what looks like paprika and a sprig of mistletoe. After peering into the sack he gives it a long sniff and grins. "If you want one, these berries are actually good now. One'll fill even you big bastards up, it'll even heal you up a bit."
(I cast goodberry)
Tyrin walks over to the vacant fire pit then begins to look around for kindling and other fuels for a fire. (I'm guessing I find enough for at least a small fire)
Tyrin piles the fuel into the pit and steps back. Patting his pockets for a match then realizing he could use magic, Tyrin casts bonfire atop the pile of wood. (Bonfire lasts for 1 minute and ignites flammables)
"Ahh, there we go." - looking around at the others then resting his gaze on Wheeze - "Oh yes, I'd be more than happy for one of those wonderful berries, thank you!" - with a smile Tyrin walks over to Wheeze and takes one - "Mmmm, nice and sweet!" - Tyrin gestures Wheeze to come sit near the fire then announces to the rest of the group to do so at their leisure.
(How big are the leantos? Are we all able to go into one?)
Wheeze jumped slightly with the sudden burst of flame, but regains his composure with the apparently kind elf. "The berries are very good, but you shouldn't eat to many. I was always told you'd shit yourself for days if you eat to many." Settling down beside the fire he looked around, "So It's obvious why I'd be in the ******* of the world, but why are you people here?"
(His demeanor has obviously changed now that he is out of the city and around people he doesn't think wan't to kill him.)
Still savoring what little flavor of the berry remained, Tyrin smiled at Wheeze and said "Well I was actually with a trade caravan several days ago. I decided to head out from my village and see the world, not just read about it. Anyway one evening there was a massive storm, we decided to push through the night in order to make up for lost time, and I was separated from the caravan due a washout at a river crossing. I wandered about trying to find them or a trail but to no avail. Few days later I happened upon the route through the swamp and ended up in that small town." - Tyrin sits up a bit and clears his throat - "Not an interesting tale I'll admit, but it's mine." - looking at the others - "Anyone else care to share?"
"Well I've decided to take it upon myself to spread the metal across the land," Reg, never a stranger to large amounts of diarrhea, takes a few of the berries and eats them. "Wherever a party can be had, the heavy tones of my nasty riffs will be there to bring the fun and let the inner rage out. So I got blackout drunk on the walk here and turned wrong somewhere along the path and ended up in a swamp. It's definitely not the first time I've woken up in a swamp, but it is the first that I've gotten hired for a job as a result. Normally I wake up with a bunch of drunk leeches falling off me in a pile."
Wheeze looks around then sighs, “I've just been trying not to get killed, people hate us goblins and for ****in' good reasons. My tribes all dead I think, they deserve it though the bastards.” Wheeze spits at the last remark then tossing back a goodberry he then starts again cheerfully, “Then I heard about some kind of hunting season in a shitty swamp, payed someone to write me a sign, and now I work for an otter. Also holy shit turtle guy, you sure punched to shit out of those lizards, Clocked his ****in' gob off. Do turtles hate lizards, seemed like you lost your chill when they threw a rock at ye. Want a berry?”
I would love a berry! Umm so no tortles don't hate lizards and Bert looks down kinda ashamed. I was taught to control my self and be happy at all times that is what I learned back at home but when that rock hit my shell I just sort of lost it and lost all control. I am sorry I will try to not let it happen again. I do like our job though despite the snakes this seems like a pretty cool island I cant wait to explore more of the swamp and hopefully find the druid. I have been out on a walkabout for several months and this is the first real excitement I have come across. Hopefully it will be something I can add to my journal and bring stories back home about.
Handing a berry to Bert, Wheeze seems baffled by the sudden outburst of conversation. "So where's back home, are there more of you tortles there?"
Oh yeah back home in what people here call the great ponds area there are tons of tortles. My family and plenty others all just minding their own business. I worked for years in a tavern serving drinks and kicking out those that got too rowdy. Thats where I started meditating and then one day I met a patron in the bar that started training me in the ways of the monks. I have been training for years and this walkabout is one of my final steps to find my self and my true purpose in life. I don't know if finding druids is my true purpose but im sure excited to be here! You guys all seem pretty great and I am honored to call you my work associates who knows maybe one day friends!