-/-/- Tomb of Annihilation -\-\-

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OOC Anyone near the Goblin Queen can roll Initiative

Gertrude, Kurma, Irommek and Inete got 13, 2, 10 and 6 respectively (on Discord).

Irommek slowly stands up, tightens one hand on the grip of his shield and readies his throwing axe.  The Goblin Queen had a lot of information but her demeanor and topic of conversation was making his beard hairs stand on end.  Still not ready to split her skull (yet), he stepped sideways quietly to make sure he had a clear shot for his axe.

Give me a straight forward fight and then a good tavern afterwards.  Fighting dark magic is not nearly as fun…

OOC: Apparently Irommek is still a little hesitant.  Rolled initiative on discord (10).

After Gertrude's request, the Goblin Queen is quick to cast a spell. She disappears with a sudden bluish light.

Felix cliches his tongue when the burst of light goes off. "I knew this would happen! Damn goblins!" He thinks to himself. He would like to see if he can perceive where the goblin has gone.

Initiative: 19

Perception: 13

Unfortunately, the Goblin Queen is nowhere to be seen.

Artus: " Better taking the rest in another spot. "

"I apologise.. I will take the fist turn on the next rest. Musha, could you do your thing and make it harder for the goblin to track us ?"

A few minute later, on the road, Kurma joins Artus. "Artus, I am curious. Could you elaborate a bit on what the red wizard want with you ? If we are heading into a fight or a trap, a bit of background info would be welcome"

Musharib takes care of finding a new spot to rest and covering their tracks.
Survival 7

Artus, a concerned expression on his face, replies to Kurma: " I didn't know they were after me, but I can guess the reason. I can't tell you, good Kurma. It would only put you all further in danger."

Felix is silent the entire time reaching a new spot, once he arrives he will listen in on their conversation. Felix shakes his head "Kurma there's no point in asking him, let's just rest and hurry on tomorrow." Felix will set his bedroll and lay in it.

Oniss looks on as the goblins disappears.

"Damn, the was my only rope."  

He says to anyone listening as he packs up his gear and prepares to travel to a new spot.

"Goblin leaders can be unpredictable.  In my line of work I made it a point to only deal with low level goblins.  See the goblins are ruled often by fear so low level ones are often weak willed and are easy top make a trade.  They look at every trade as a means to gain favor with the leader or to gain power to become the new leader.  Either way it is gold or silver coin for my pockets."

After the flash of light, Irommek relaxed and sat down heavily.  Now that the tension had passed, he grew more cheerful and approached Oniss.

“No worries my friend.  I’m sure we’ll be seeing that Goblin witch again soon.  You can ask her for your rope then.”

Laughing and slapping Oniss on the back, he picked up his gear and readied to move to another resting area. 

"Oniss and I will take first watch this evening.  Would you like to join us Jon.  I'd love to borrow Felix's jug and share some ale and hear more about these red wizards or what you know about what we could expect in Omu."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Artus: " It is Artus, good dwarf. No need now for that fake name. I would gladly join you on watch. "

Dragonbait sits near the campfire and draws his sword, placing it on his crossed legs. He then closed his eyes, searching something within, like in meditation or prayer.

Felix will take the last watch before the group travels.

As the party sleeps Oniss bring up a topic to them.

For Filcat and Spock.

For Oniss and Irommek.

Oniss smiles and nods at Artus.

The night passes without trouble. In the morning, Musharib, while setting things for breakfast, realises that he has still Gertrude's warhammer. He gives it back to Gertrude, "I prefer my trusted axe."

Three more days in the jungle travelling farther south. Rain is more and more frequent. Although that is good for thirst, it might slow down the party.

At noon of the third day, Felix spot a triceratops that appears to be grazing alone. The beast is 200 feet headed.

Felix let's the other knows about the triceratops. "Let's keep moving unless you guys really want to stop."

 If the party wants to continue on leaving the dinosaurs alone Felix will continue to scout ahead.

Stealth: 13

Perception: 9

Kurma nods to show he agrees with Felix.

Irommek stares longingly at the lone triceratops. 

“Och, I would’ve really liked to have raced one of those back in Port Nyanzaru.  I wonder how hard it is to tame a wild one?  I broke a wild pony once…heheh, I also broke my arm in the process as well but it healed eventually.”

OOC: perception check to see if the triceratops is indeed all alone (12)

Gertrude is still taken aback by the sudden beauty they see every now and then in the jungle. 

"Irommek, when we get back to Port Nyanzaru, this is the first thing I want to see you do. Race one of those dinosaurs. And I'll bet my part of the treasures that you'll win. You have the strength and the bravery to be a fantastic jockey!"

Gertrude smiles at the thought of the ageing dwarf shouting 'yeeehaaaa' and swinging a lasso over the triceratops head. 

stealth check 12