"Hmm? Oh, uh me?" Wulcrath glances back at Daff thinking for a moment.
"Y-yeah... Don't worry about me." He says, thinking for another second, a slight frown spreading across his face. "Forget about me, feel like it's me who should be worrying about you. You've both had 2 bad days between you." He says starting the walk back to the Cart.
"I'll go get the Cart, you guys can stay here if you want, I'll bring it around, that is if we're leaving anyway."
Wulcrathand Barteasily find the wagon again; Khaz Jr. and Better Bart have chewed away at the leaves nearby and lazily look in your direction as the dragonborn and half-elf.
Leading back to to rest, the night is a chilly one after the night's events settle... You all feel the urge, but the calling of rest; be it just calm to think or physical weariness. How do you decide to proceed?
In the back of the cart, Daffafle will try to sleep, in order to be rested when it’s her turn to drive/keep watch. The exhaustion of the day weighs on her, as her eyelids close. Nearby, Lucky tucks his head under a wing, and drifts off.
"Just tired, Wulcrath. 's all." Responds the dwarf as he rubs his eyes and prepares for the prepares for the journey. "I'll be the first tae stand watch while Bart drives. I'll wake you two up in a few hours. Try tae get a good sleep."
The wagon slowly creaks forward. The night remains still, it's gentle breeze with the rocking a strong lull to slumber, but it's resisted by those keeping watch and driving.
The road has the odd fellow traveller; both by foot and cart, lit by a gentle swinging torch or no light at all and simply focused on moving. Either way, you are not hailed or or stopped. You just keep to your unstated lane of direction on the dusty road and there is the sense its the norm during night travels on the road around here.
Eventually, the night shies away to the morning; the colour gradient in the sky is similar, but different enough to catch you impressed. You switch from Khazan and Bart, to Daffafle and Wulcrath. The sound of buzzing and birdsong fill the air with the morning sun. The world also chirps up as you see people give a wave from farms, passerby's giving you a good morning.
As the road takes a gentle turn, Daffafle notices this is the point in the road steers way from your destination and the wagon is pulled to stop, causing the dwarf and half-elf to stir and rouse in the back...
“Agreed,” Daffafle peers into the woods with a sigh. “I I don’t like the thought of leaving it open for the taking on the road, though...perhaps we can hide the cart and donkeys a little ways into the woods, and cover it with foliage.”
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Perception checks: Daffafle - 2 Wulcrath - 18
The dragonborn notices a pair of large rocks that the wagon could between and covered with bushes to blend with the surroundings and the donkeys being pitched nearby.
You all have your things from the cart, the donkeys are tied and happy to be munching on grass; Better Bart even sitting in the sun as he does so.
Khazan gets off the cart, yawning and stretching,his joints cracking loudly. He takes a look at the forest and then at his companions. "I don't recognize this woods. Now what?"
“Only thing to do is go on. But I think I’m in favor of making camp and taking the rest of the day here. It was an exhausting day.” Bart flood on the grass.
“Alright,” Daffafle will help set up camp, all the while casting glances around the forest. She’s reminded of her childhood years, living on the edge of the Ravenwood forest. Her heart hurts as she remembers all that she lost, Lucky’s cawing the only thing keeping her somewhat grounded in the present.
While constant soft winds are pleasant and cool, they do make putting up tents a little frustrating, especially without a full day of complete rest. Eventually everything all set up, a campfire frame is ready for when the winds die down and the sun sinks towards the horizon. Until then, the broken clouds float through the day, the forest nearby holds the source of constant swishing of the leaves as they dance. You're all far enough from the road for you to not be disturbed from a sense a quiet...
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"Hmm? Oh, uh me?" Wulcrath glances back at Daff thinking for a moment.
"Y-yeah... Don't worry about me." He says, thinking for another second, a slight frown spreading across his face. "Forget about me, feel like it's me who should be worrying about you. You've both had 2 bad days between you." He says starting the walk back to the Cart.
"I'll go get the Cart, you guys can stay here if you want, I'll bring it around, that is if we're leaving anyway."
Bart will join Wulcrath. “I like walking the stress off.”
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Wulcrath and Bart easily find the wagon again; Khaz Jr. and Better Bart have chewed away at the leaves nearby and lazily look in your direction as the dragonborn and half-elf.
Leading back to to rest, the night is a chilly one after the night's events settle... You all feel the urge, but the calling of rest; be it just calm to think or physical weariness. How do you decide to proceed?
“I know it’s late, but let’s just leave. I’m tired of this town.” Bart sits up in the driver’s seat
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“Couldn’t agree more,” Daffafle says, hopping up on the cart as Lucky caws in agreement.
"I agree. Let's just get outta here." Wulcrath slurs out as he climbs into the Cart stopping himself from laying down then and there.
"We can just take turns driving if we're too tired."
“Get some rest if you can. This will be a long night.” Bart reaches a hand down to help Khazan up into the wagon.
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Khazan, who's been silent for the whole walk back to the cart, grabs Bart's hand and gets onto the cart.
"You've been a little quiet Khaz. Is something wrong?"
Wulcrath says, stretching out in the back of the cart, doing his best to stay awake.
In the back of the cart, Daffafle will try to sleep, in order to be rested when it’s her turn to drive/keep watch. The exhaustion of the day weighs on her, as her eyelids close. Nearby, Lucky tucks his head under a wing, and drifts off.
"Just tired, Wulcrath. 's all."
Responds the dwarf as he rubs his eyes and prepares for the prepares for the journey.
"I'll be the first tae stand watch while Bart drives. I'll wake you two up in a few hours. Try tae get a good sleep."
The wagon slowly creaks forward. The night remains still, it's gentle breeze with the rocking a strong lull to slumber, but it's resisted by those keeping watch and driving.
The road has the odd fellow traveller; both by foot and cart, lit by a gentle swinging torch or no light at all and simply focused on moving. Either way, you are not hailed or or stopped. You just keep to your unstated lane of direction on the dusty road and there is the sense its the norm during night travels on the road around here.
Eventually, the night shies away to the morning; the colour gradient in the sky is similar, but different enough to catch you impressed. You switch from Khazan and Bart, to Daffafle and Wulcrath. The sound of buzzing and birdsong fill the air with the morning sun. The world also chirps up as you see people give a wave from farms, passerby's giving you a good morning.
As the road takes a gentle turn, Daffafle notices this is the point in the road steers way from your destination and the wagon is pulled to stop, causing the dwarf and half-elf to stir and rouse in the back...
Map: (1 Hex = 6 miles)

"Well... We're here." Wulcrath muses as he looks into the tree line.
"Doesn't look like we'd get alot farther in the cart..."
“Agreed,” Daffafle peers into the woods with a sigh. “I I don’t like the thought of leaving it open for the taking on the road, though...perhaps we can hide the cart and donkeys a little ways into the woods, and cover it with foliage.”
Perception checks:
Daffafle - 2
Wulcrath - 18
The dragonborn notices a pair of large rocks that the wagon could between and covered with bushes to blend with the surroundings and the donkeys being pitched nearby.
You all have your things from the cart, the donkeys are tied and happy to be munching on grass; Better Bart even sitting in the sun as he does so.
A cool wind rolls in from the south...
Khazan gets off the cart, yawning and stretching,his joints cracking loudly.
He takes a look at the forest and then at his companions.
"I don't recognize this woods. Now what?"
“Only thing to do is go on. But I think I’m in favor of making camp and taking the rest of the day here. It was an exhausting day.” Bart flood on the grass.
Paladin - warforged - orange
“Alright,” Daffafle will help set up camp, all the while casting glances around the forest. She’s reminded of her childhood years, living on the edge of the Ravenwood forest. Her heart hurts as she remembers all that she lost, Lucky’s cawing the only thing keeping her somewhat grounded in the present.
"I like the sound of that." Wulcrath says helping the others set up, starting to ruminate on Ramiro and the note as he works.
While constant soft winds are pleasant and cool, they do make putting up tents a little frustrating, especially without a full day of complete rest. Eventually everything all set up, a campfire frame is ready for when the winds die down and the sun sinks towards the horizon. Until then, the broken clouds float through the day, the forest nearby holds the source of constant swishing of the leaves as they dance. You're all far enough from the road for you to not be disturbed from a sense a quiet...