Erevan picks up a pick axe and eyes his companions with a grin. “I’ve helped dig on the farms back in my hometown, but that’s nothing like this imagine. Apart from that, I can’t say I’ve got a lot of experience with manual labour. I guess there’s a first time for everything.” With that, he grits his teeth and starts to swing his pick axe at the stone around him.
You have a fairly successful day. You break off about 250 pounds of stone, you would know that your bag of holding is about halfway full. The sun is beginning to set and the air is becoming slightly more chilled...
Terrek lights a torch and places it on the ground saying "come on! we have a job to do and we wont stop until it is completed!"
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Emyrow grits his teeth and continues to mine. "Very well. What are we doing at nightfall? Are we going to head back in the dark or camp out? My vote is with camping here, I don't much like the idea of walking back with all this gear in a place I have never been to before. Who knows what is out there at night?"
Elwin's pickaxe starts to glow as he carries on digging. "We have half filled the bag, we can get a bit more and then camp here. I will take the first and last watch, I only need to trance for 4 hours unlike you folk who need actual sleep. Does anyone have tents or bedrolls though? I only have a blanket "
You settle in for the night. The air begins to cool and the stars slowly replace the clouds. You get a restful nights sleep, until the sound of voices calling in the wilderness wakes you, "HELP!" The voices sound male, though weak and frightened.
Terrek rushes out after waking up yelling "WHATS GOING ON!"
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Marilena startles awake, thinking she had another nightmare only to realize after a second that the yelling is real. She grabs her bow, and gets to her feet looking about.
Perception to see if she can see who is yelling for help or what direction its coming from?
Perception: 11
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Emyrow jumps up, shaking his head to try and clear the fogginess. He looks around, to try and spot the source of the noise.
Perception: 3
(OOC: the roll is off because I only gave myself +1 to my perception check, rather than +2 so had to fix it and it change the result. Sorry, if there's any way to change it, just let me know!)
You are the only one to really get a feel for the situation. The voices are coming from the woods, just off the trail you made in your way in. They sound as if they are hurt or frightened. You don't see anything yet, but could estimate that the voices are about 100 feet away.
"There are multiple voices from the woods there. They sound in pain or maybe frightened. Do we prepare for them to be chased out here or go in and help them?" Elwin whispers to the others
"No guarantee they're going to be chased out." Marilena responds with a shrug, still looking the direction of the cries for help and fastening her quiver around her waist.
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"We shall charge to protect them!" Therrek says, warhammer being put in hand
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Erevan starts to follow behind the others cautiously. "I agree, this is completely new territory. Anything could be making that noise, so let's be careful!"
Marilena too, will follow with the group cautiously making their way toward the disturbance. A surge of excitement rushes through her as they get closer. Mining limestone or whatever is cool and all, but this is something new, something interesting.
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You approach slowly. The voices steadily getting louder. You make your way into the brush and see a dim light glowing through the trees. There are a dozen men that look like soldiers huddled around a single torch. They appear to be injured. Their yellow tunics stained with dark brown patches of blood. They see you and immediately begin calling to you. They slowly start lumbering toward you. "Thank the Gods! Help us! Please, please!"
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"I dig graves regularly. My job is a mixture of putting people in graves and helping others to stay out of them a bit longer"
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Erevan picks up a pick axe and eyes his companions with a grin. “I’ve helped dig on the farms back in my hometown, but that’s nothing like this imagine. Apart from that, I can’t say I’ve got a lot of experience with manual labour. I guess there’s a first time for everything.” With that, he grits his teeth and starts to swing his pick axe at the stone around him.
Str: 9
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You have a fairly successful day. You break off about 250 pounds of stone, you would know that your bag of holding is about halfway full. The sun is beginning to set and the air is becoming slightly more chilled...
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Terrek lights a torch and places it on the ground saying "come on! we have a job to do and we wont stop until it is completed!"
Are we ever sure that we exist? Do we have feelings? Or are we just NPC's designed to think highly? If so what is our purpose? Why are we here? Who are the players? Or are there Players?
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Emyrow grits his teeth and continues to mine. "Very well. What are we doing at nightfall? Are we going to head back in the dark or camp out? My vote is with camping here, I don't much like the idea of walking back with all this gear in a place I have never been to before. Who knows what is out there at night?"
Elwin's pickaxe starts to glow as he carries on digging. "We have half filled the bag, we can get a bit more and then camp here. I will take the first and last watch, I only need to trance for 4 hours unlike you folk who need actual sleep. Does anyone have tents or bedrolls though? I only have a blanket "
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"I have a bedroll"
EVERYONE
You settle in for the night. The air begins to cool and the stars slowly replace the clouds. You get a restful nights sleep, until the sound of voices calling in the wilderness wakes you, "HELP!" The voices sound male, though weak and frightened.
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Terrek rushes out after waking up yelling "WHATS GOING ON!"
Are we ever sure that we exist? Do we have feelings? Or are we just NPC's designed to think highly? If so what is our purpose? Why are we here? Who are the players? Or are there Players?
HEY V-SAUSE MICHAEL HERE!
Marilena startles awake, thinking she had another nightmare only to realize after a second that the yelling is real. She grabs her bow, and gets to her feet looking about.
Perception to see if she can see who is yelling for help or what direction its coming from?
Perception: 11
"All will become equal now" | "Cause we're going to shout it loud, even if our words seem meaningless. It's like we're carrying the weight of the world"
Elwin looks around (darkvison 60ft), having either been on watch or trancing so not needing to wake up. Perception 19
He also casts light on his mace to help those who can't see in the dark
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Emyrow jumps up, shaking his head to try and clear the fogginess. He looks around, to try and spot the source of the noise.
Perception: 3
(OOC: the roll is off because I only gave myself +1 to my perception check, rather than +2 so had to fix it and it change the result. Sorry, if there's any way to change it, just let me know!)
ELWIN
You are the only one to really get a feel for the situation. The voices are coming from the woods, just off the trail you made in your way in. They sound as if they are hurt or frightened. You don't see anything yet, but could estimate that the voices are about 100 feet away.
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"There are multiple voices from the woods there. They sound in pain or maybe frightened. Do we prepare for them to be chased out here or go in and help them?" Elwin whispers to the others
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"No guarantee they're going to be chased out." Marilena responds with a shrug, still looking the direction of the cries for help and fastening her quiver around her waist.
"All will become equal now" | "Cause we're going to shout it loud, even if our words seem meaningless. It's like we're carrying the weight of the world"
"We shall charge to protect them!" Therrek says, warhammer being put in hand
Are we ever sure that we exist? Do we have feelings? Or are we just NPC's designed to think highly? If so what is our purpose? Why are we here? Who are the players? Or are there Players?
HEY V-SAUSE MICHAEL HERE!
Elwin will start to walk fast (not a run) towards the forest. "Charging into the unknown is not recommended. But let us go help"
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Erevan starts to follow behind the others cautiously. "I agree, this is completely new territory. Anything could be making that noise, so let's be careful!"
Marilena too, will follow with the group cautiously making their way toward the disturbance. A surge of excitement rushes through her as they get closer. Mining limestone or whatever is cool and all, but this is something new, something interesting.
"All will become equal now" | "Cause we're going to shout it loud, even if our words seem meaningless. It's like we're carrying the weight of the world"
EVERYONE
You approach slowly. The voices steadily getting louder. You make your way into the brush and see a dim light glowing through the trees. There are a dozen men that look like soldiers huddled around a single torch. They appear to be injured. Their yellow tunics stained with dark brown patches of blood. They see you and immediately begin calling to you. They slowly start lumbering toward you. "Thank the Gods! Help us! Please, please!"
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