Road to Phandalin

(I assume this is the next day?)

BIggz takes one look up at the clouds, and then shrugs and returns to meticulously seasoning and arranging a evening side snack. "What's it matter? Unless ya planning to go flying up there for a closer look somehow, it ain't much our business. Until it starts raining cats and dogs or whatever the gods decide might be fun to throw at us mere mortals." He said with a snort.

(The cloud is last evening before you settled down, it would be gone in the morning.)

Nature 8 to figure what could of caused such a cloud

Arcana 15 to figure out if it had to do with dragons breath recently used on orcs

(Two fives, figures )

"Not sure what it was really.. Lets go, maybe we can get a look at the cold dead orcs before they thaw."

"Those were just odd looking clouds..."  Kala keeps the thought of them back in her mind.  The night is comfortable and uneventful.

"Great idea, let's get going to see if we can find some orc popsicles"

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(The cloud is last evening before you settled down, it would be gone in the morning.)

 (Okay dokie. Instead of breakfast sandwhich then, its an evening one. :) )

Next day and following another discussion about the cloud maybe, Biggz grunts a "Sure. Never a bad day to see some dead Orcs" before polishing off a specially made breakfast burrito for some added pep to his step. Because even with a full night's rest, waking any time before noon ever seemed to get to him... Not that he would complain about it, of course.

(As a note, unless otherwise specfied, Biggz will always prepare a special treat in the morning (usually sandwhiches or breakfast bowls that may or may not contain live dug up earthworms or bugs where applicable) using the Chef feat, and eat one of the two he can have had prepared for the day.)

Eat your breakfast. The meal prepared by Biggz looks and smells very tempting.

Freshly rested you continue your journey east along the road. When the sun is halfway up to its zenith, you start to see a murder of crows and raven in the distance. A bit of the road to the south, they seam to swarm around something on the ground.

Kala stops for a moment looking at the birds "Scavengers..." 

"I think we may be close to the Orc 'popsicle farm', let's go check it out.... and keep an eye out for anything... unusual."

Dain has Sabastian circle a bit away from the birds, not wishing them to think the Tressym is some sort of appatizer or something. He would nod in the direction though. "Best check out what that be..."

"Lets do this from a distance at first, predator's may be about, scavenging." then she joins in the hunt

Biggz shrugs, then said, "No skin off my bones. Though, I wager we won't learn much from too far. Not without some exposure, at least." At that, he adjusted his step to follow whoever wanted to take point, more or less. Although without any particular skills or magic for the occasion, he made point of being well in the back as group, and on the opposite side of the road for good measure.

The carrion eaters are maybe 300ft south of the road. You send your familiars to scout first and once they don’t find any obvious danger, you get a bit closer to slip into their senses to take a closer look.

What you see is a gruesome picture. A wide area of the grass is lying dead, scattered among it are bits and pieces of arms and legs. With black birds picking and tearing at them. The ground covered in dark spots where the birds are fighting.

Kala pulls a face "Uhg, gross!!"

Otrov

The halfling wraps a piece of cloth around her paw and mouth and nods, “Shall we take a closer look see?”  She’ll lead the way if the group accepts, keeping in front 30 feet and watching for danger and possible ambushes. Perception - 12

Kala grabs a piece of cloth and covers her mouth and nose with it using her left hand and follows Otrov to investigate a bit closer. 

Investigation: 12

As you get closer to have a better look, most of the birds fly away in a black cloud, but p settle back in the grass after a few yards, cawing at you angrily. 

A quick count tells you there were at least 6 humanoids here, maybe more. Most likely Orcs.

"Well, that be settling much of our business it looks like." Dain says with a satisfied nod at the bodies. "Who ye be thinking took care of them?"

Margret keeps her eye on the surrounding sky "The white dragon. I did mention popsicles." she says flatly 

Biggz chuckles a bit at the comment. Then, he scratches his head for a few and looks around, before saying, "Well, this batch is donezo, but they ain't the only Orcs in the area. Best we be on before that dragon comes back to pick up its, uh... what would call it? Afternoon snacks for later?" He asked before shrugging. "What I'd call it, anyways. But that's just me."

Margret shrugs "I think I would call it Us being far from here when it comes back if it does. I doubt there is enough left for it to bother"

Medicine check to see how long they've been dead. 19