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Post by TempestFennac on Oct 9, 2015 5:29:11 GMT
When we left off, Bernat, Hellen and Fel were camping out in some trees a few hours north of the town of Lugberg. It's about 7:00 and Fel will be studying his spellbook while still perched in the tree. Hellen will still be napping. The weather is pretty typical for mid-October (in other words, cloudy and slightly chilly).
(For the benefit of everyone joining, Hellen is a 5'8" 140 Lb human with short brown hair whose currently wearing a brown shirt, trousers and footwraps, Fel is a 5'4" 100 Lb anthro raccoon wearing a green robe, shoes and pointed hat and the party's currently nesting in the middle of a small but dense copse of trees. I'll let Sah and Kyr find them as and then their players are able to post.)
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Post by Canuovea on Oct 9, 2015 5:31:37 GMT
Bernat is also attempting to sleep, but is dangerously close to falling from the lower branches of the tree.
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Post by StyxD on Oct 9, 2015 7:43:27 GMT
((Are the tree-sleepers visible from a distance, or from underneath the tree?))
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Post by Canuovea on Oct 9, 2015 8:06:08 GMT
((I assume that they're trying to be not very visible. But to someone trained they might be visible easily enough. Your call, really.))
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Post by demonnachos on Oct 9, 2015 10:52:48 GMT
A small figure in a dark green hooded cloak walks down the path mumbling softly, "How am I supposed to know these fools you want me to meet from random villagers and brigands who need a busted skull exactly?"
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Post by StyxD on Oct 9, 2015 11:00:04 GMT
Soft footsteps can be heard, and soon a tall gnoll can be seen approaching the tree. They're clad in a cloak made of hide, and on their shoulder rests a sturdy spear with a large and heavy looking sack tied below the blade. Their walk is leisurely, and they seem unaware of the company in the treetops.
Near the trunk, the gnoll sets down the spear and sack, as well as several freshly-catched fish they seemed to have been carrying in the other hand and, humming a merry tune, seems to start gathering firewood.
((Using gender-neutral "they" because we're rolling with the version that it's hard to tell a gnoll's gender by looking at them.))
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Post by TempestFennac on Oct 9, 2015 11:10:59 GMT
After the Gnoll has been gathering firewood for a few moments, Fel will finally notice the humming, look down and almost fall out of the tree, resulting in him clutching onto the branch he's on tightly. "EEEK W-who are you?!" Sah will probably hear Fel's "eeek" due to only being 100' away, and she will be able to see Kyr unless he's hiding.
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Post by StyxD on Oct 9, 2015 12:25:15 GMT
The sudden shriek makes the gnoll jump in place and immediately cast his eyes on Fel. They seem to calm down a little when they see the racconfolk in the tree. The movement of their eyes suggests that they're not aware of everyone who's nesting in the tree.
"I? I am... a passerby, yes." The gnoll's heavy accent suggest they're not accustomed to speaking in Common. "I came to fry the fish. And who are you, tree-person? Is that tree yours?" The gnoll seems to be primarily intrigued by Fel's situation.
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Post by TempestFennac on Oct 9, 2015 12:29:24 GMT
"Er, n-no, it's not my t-tree. I-I'm just s-stopping here for a while. Um.....I'll be going soon......" Hellen will wake up when this is said "We have company?" She'll then start looking around for her sword. (I'll wait for Can to post before I say anything else.)
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Post by demonnachos on Oct 9, 2015 12:36:21 GMT
Slowly and reluctantly the small figure approaches. Her tiny and slender frame largely covered by the dark green cloak covering her. A large similarly colored backpack packed with traveling supplies with a large morning star hanging from one side and a shield on the other. Her head hangs downwards, her boots thumping on the road and gloved hands hold the straps of her backpack. She stops once she gets to the group. "What kind of raccoon can't climb a tree?"
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Post by StyxD on Oct 9, 2015 13:01:29 GMT
The gnoll eyes the approaching figure, much more tense and alert than the minute before, ready to lunge for the spear lying nearby.
"Hello... veiled person. You know them? Is this tree some kind of a meeting place?" the gnoll grumbles apprehensively.
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Post by demonnachos on Oct 9, 2015 13:12:15 GMT
"Never seen this coon before, nor whoever else he has up there. Sadly though this is a meeting place. I'm a cleric of Hoer and he told me to come here and meet some people I need to help bash in the head of some lady because she is a being a jerk." She looks up just enough for her orange eyes and the tip of her lizardly muzzle to come out from under the hood of her cloak.
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Post by StyxD on Oct 9, 2015 13:55:33 GMT
((I want to see what my character may know about Hoer, what do I roll? Welp, I knew I've heard that term before...))
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Post by demonnachos on Oct 9, 2015 14:32:44 GMT
((I want to see what my character may know about Hoer, what do I roll? Welp, I knew I've heard that term before...)) ((Not at all the intended meaning of course))
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Post by Canuovea on Oct 9, 2015 16:41:18 GMT
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