While we are still riding, i would like to talk with the lumberjack: „Mr. Hayes i understood yesterday that the incidents didn‘t cause anyone permanent harm, beside being very disruptive. It makes me suspect that someone either is just praying pranks to you, or someone tries to stop what you are doing. Is there any competition that may want to push you out of buisness? And if it is some nativ forest dweller, would you be willing to leave certain parts of the forrest alone, to not disturb them?“
Leon slides off of the horse, patting it as he looks around. He glances to the two with the birds. "Can you have them do some scouting around, and see if they spot anything unusual?"
To Orin Hayes responds, “We’ve only been working on the outer part of the forest. We never go too deep, not even for a walk. And if there is a spirit in the woods, it started disturbing me and my men first!” He huffs, then says, “Sorry. I haven’t had much sleep recently.”
„Amaya is a simple bird. I was able to train her as a watchdog or to hunt small prey, but Unfortunately scouting is to complicated for us since we don‘t have a way to communicate complicated informations.“
Cinta jumped down off the horse patting it gingerly in thanks then walked over to the ravaged stumps and put a hand on them, then looked up and stared at the trees....green and lush...so unlike back home....and now all dead....
Looking up at Orin, " I can talk to her.....well, I think I can....I know I can talk to mice...and sparrows...and voles....and dogs....and cats..."
Zoya turns to Leon. "I can let him to look around." She lets Cornelius jump on her hand and tilts her head. "You can do that, yes?"With a flourish of her arm, she pushes the bird into the air, letting him take flight. "Just stay close!"
Shifting her attention to Arrin, she says "You're able to tell? Is that a spell of sorts?"
"Fine with me." Leon says, nodding to the forest. "Lead on my new friend." He is interested to see just how this one will detect a spirit or whatever is causing the issue for the wood cutters.
Arrin simply says, “There’s lots of things people don’t know about me.” Happy to lead the group into the forest and use Divine Sense once they have made some progress within.
Zoya watches her bird disappear into the forest. She looks up at Arrin. "You, mysterious? I'm not one to assmue, but looking at you I doubt you're out here on vacation." While walking, she turns the feather in her hand and keeps her eyes to the sky. "If we need to, we can take a look around now. Perhaps the ghost has left other traces."She proceeds to look for anything unusual on the ground or on the trees as they continue.
Zoya clears her throat to catch the others' attention. "We should try and stay quiet now while we're moving in this direction," she whispers and points to where Cornelius is.
Leon walks normally, he lets the others get a bit ahead if they wish to be silent, but knows he is unlikely to sneak up on anything, his chain mail clinking with his every step.
Zoya will try to melt into the shadows. Every once in a while she holds a hand out to a tree and switches to Cornelius' vision for a few seconds, after that she returns to the group and stays close.
Orin As you continue forward, you hear a faint rustling. You see a small vole dart out of a bush towards a little hole near the roots of a tree.
Amaya flies forward with open talons, but (17) the vole slips out of her grasp as she goes to scout ahead. She makes a shrilling on top of a tree branch about 30ft away.
Zoya
You close your eyes and focus on Cornelius. You open your eyes and see yourself gliding over and under tree branches. Cornelius looks at both sides, and you catch a glimpse of what appears to be a wing hide behind a tree. The wing doesn’t seem to be made of feathers, but rather something sparkly and semi-transparent.
While we are still riding, i would like to talk with the lumberjack: „Mr. Hayes i understood yesterday that the incidents didn‘t cause anyone permanent harm, beside being very disruptive. It makes me suspect that someone either is just praying pranks to you, or someone tries to stop what you are doing. Is there any competition that may want to push you out of buisness? And if it is some nativ forest dweller, would you be willing to leave certain parts of the forrest alone, to not disturb them?“
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Leon slides off of the horse, patting it as he looks around. He glances to the two with the birds. "Can you have them do some scouting around, and see if they spot anything unusual?"
To Orin
Hayes responds, “We’ve only been working on the outer part of the forest. We never go too deep, not even for a walk. And if there is a spirit in the woods, it started disturbing me and my men first!” He huffs, then says, “Sorry. I haven’t had much sleep recently.”
„Amaya is a simple bird. I was able to train her as a watchdog or to hunt small prey, but Unfortunately scouting is to complicated for us since we don‘t have a way to communicate complicated informations.“
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Cinta jumped down off the horse patting it gingerly in thanks then walked over to the ravaged stumps and put a hand on them, then looked up and stared at the trees....green and lush...so unlike back home....and now all dead....
Looking up at Orin, " I can talk to her.....well, I think I can....I know I can talk to mice...and sparrows...and voles....and dogs....and cats..."
"Let's just head to the middle. If there's an evil spirit here I'll be able to tell." Arrin replies ready to take the lead and head into the woods.
Zoya turns to Leon. "I can let him to look around." She lets Cornelius jump on her hand and tilts her head. "You can do that, yes?" With a flourish of her arm, she pushes the bird into the air, letting him take flight. "Just stay close!"
Shifting her attention to Arrin, she says "You're able to tell? Is that a spell of sorts?"
Cornelius flies up, and Zoya sees him blink before he enters the forest, leaving behind a black feather that slowly floats down towards her.
What is everyone else doing at this time?
18
"Fine with me." Leon says, nodding to the forest. "Lead on my new friend." He is interested to see just how this one will detect a spirit or whatever is causing the issue for the wood cutters.
„Who of you is the most perceptiv? My strength lies in other fields.“
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Arrin simply says, “There’s lots of things people don’t know about me.” Happy to lead the group into the forest and use Divine Sense once they have made some progress within.
"Not I." leon says with a shrug.
Zoya watches her bird disappear into the forest. She looks up at Arrin. "You, mysterious? I'm not one to assmue, but looking at you I doubt you're out here on vacation." While walking, she turns the feather in her hand and keeps her eyes to the sky. "If we need to, we can take a look around now. Perhaps the ghost has left other traces." She proceeds to look for anything unusual on the ground or on the trees as they continue.
Survival: 19
or
Investigation: 10
The group is now about 5ft away from the edge of the forest; you have walked past the stumps.
Zoya
You can sense Cornelius’s presence about 70ft into the forest. A few moments later, you hear a disembodied voice.
Zoya only:
“Nobody. Bright sparkles.”
Zoya clears her throat to catch the others' attention. "We should try and stay quiet now while we're moving in this direction," she whispers and points to where Cornelius is.
Cinta shrugged and followed the others into the trees....losing herself in the unfamiliar smells, sounds and sights...
Stealth:13
Perception:11
Leon walks normally, he lets the others get a bit ahead if they wish to be silent, but knows he is unlikely to sneak up on anything, his chain mail clinking with his every step.
Orin will whisper something to his bird before he sends her of into the trees. The falcon will glide from tree to tree and stay close to the group.
“Keep an eye open my friend and if you see any danger, give us a warning and get save.“ perception for Amya 13/visual 10
Orin will stay a bit back with Leon looking for danger. Perception 12
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Zoya will try to melt into the shadows. Every once in a while she holds a hand out to a tree and switches to Cornelius' vision for a few seconds, after that she returns to the group and stays close.
Stealth: 11
Perception for Cornelius: 22
Orin
As you continue forward, you hear a faint rustling. You see a small vole dart out of a bush towards a little hole near the roots of a tree.
Amaya flies forward with open talons, but (17) the vole slips out of her grasp as she goes to scout ahead. She makes a shrilling on top of a tree branch about 30ft away.
Zoya
You close your eyes and focus on Cornelius. You open your eyes and see yourself gliding over and under tree branches. Cornelius looks at both sides, and you catch a glimpse of what appears to be a wing hide behind a tree. The wing doesn’t seem to be made of feathers, but rather something sparkly and semi-transparent.