The Lost WAR. ( Fantasy/Survival)

The first thing that hits you when you approach the cave is the smell. 

Something has died in there you feel pretty sure of it. 

Mordyn and Leshanna can see further into he cave and see that it is biggee than they anticipated. Their is more than enough room for all of you. But laying on the floor are bones, with some sinews and meat in various states of decomposition. There a quite a few for that matter. 

Leshanna feels pretty certain that the beast that lived here has moved on. Not long ago but still you should all be safe. 

The Halfling following the other two finds a bit of edible yellowish moss. It thrive in damp and dark places. 

Outside the sun starts to rise. 

"Ooh here we go!  Here, everyone, take a bit.  It's ok to eat, really."  The halfling collects as much moss as possible and distributes it to anyone willing, making sure to take a bite for himself figuring that you can't help others if you yourself pass out.

"How long do we dare rest?  The stream bed was a great way to throw them off, but those bastards will track us eventually, I'd think."  "It's also that much longer we have to go without proper food" he adds, making a disgusted face towards the animal remains.

"I think we all could benefit from the rest all night tonight.  Maybe do some foraging tomorrow for provisions for a trip?  Also, thank you so much.  I am starving."  Asha eats the moss, not caring about the taste.  

“We should get as much rest as possible. Two of us can take shifts watching out. I will take the first shift.”

"I'll take the last shift.  I really need to sleep."

Biter Ashes will eat the offering from the halfling, "Y' know be's callin' ye Th' 'alfling jes don't seem right, I mean her' y'are sharin' food wid us an' ye no 'ave a name. 't ain't right." He consumes the food in a manner that suggests he is fueling as opposed to enjoying food.  "If ye no 'ave a name, well give yerself one, 'n pleased t' meetcha."  After he eats, Bitter Ashes will examine the bones, maybe teeth, to see if any of it might be useful, either for working magic or tools/weapons (teeth attached to the end of a stout, straight limb would prove an improvised spear; smae bones could be carved a bit and become fish hooks, etc.)  After he is done he'll lay down to sleep saying, "A two hour watch fer each pair o' us, that'll give us 4 hours, less somethin' 'appens. Thin' th' 'alfing might do wid a whole four hours, no?  Wake me in 2 if ye'd be s' kind." And he promptly goes to sleep.

"I'll help out with the watch as needed." Leshanna says.  "I don't truly sleep anyway, but will need some time to rest."

So Mordyn will take first watch. He has no exhaustion and he can trance.

Biter Ashes: 

13. Survival

OCC is there enough hide here to make some thongs? The lengths that could be used for a sling?

Leshanna will take middle or last watch, and also can trance.

There is no hide that can be salvaged. 

When the long rest begins,

Bitter Ashes will arise and begin his watch and, as he does so, will fashion a spear from the materials he found.  “Ther’ be one o’ ye could be usin’ this p’rhaps? I no be good w’id pig sticks.”

At the inn several hours before:

The door of the barn creaked open and a heavy foot moved in. The Husk stopped se'sing at once that something was wrong. Dark scaled snout in the air he gave a short guttural rumble. The Dark Mother wouldn't be please, and that thought more than the atrocities she would deal to him for his failure, shaked him.

He went to the cart opening the doors to see for sure what he already suspected.

He hissed in anger. The price was gone and more than anything it enraged him. 

He searched the barn feeling the faint residue of magic in the air. He cursed to the Dark lord. Those fools hadnr not warned him. They would pay for that. All of them would.

Finally he found the hole they had used to escape. Fresh, he smiled. 

The hunt was were he was good at. 

At the cave:

The last guard duty is ending with the sun going down behind the hills. You feel refreshed, if still hungry, and you have survived one more day.

A strange noise of splashing water disturbs the silence. 

(Don't forget to make the adjustments for a long rest. And modify spell lists if needed.)

"Alright.  What now? We should move on.  We need to get more distance between us and them."

Asharael hears the splashing and looks tries to see what the sound is.  Perception 11 

Bitter Ashes, (Percception 20) Upon hearing the splashing sound, hisses softly, just loud enough to get everyones attention, “Quiet, ther’s bes sumpin’ oot ther’.” Looking thru the brush while staying on his belly in good concealment (hopefully) he tries to discern what is splashing around. 

Perception: 14

Leshanna is instantly on alert, listening intently as she moves to the edge of the cave and glances out, trying to remain mostly hidden from view as she does so.

perception: 5

Stealth: 11