Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #137 on Sept 23, 2011, 11:39pm »
"Let's make this quick," Ulric says still fighting off the chill of the water. "A small fire should work. The more hands we have helping, the faster it will go."
Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #138 on Sept 24, 2011, 2:46pm »
"If we're going to take the time to cook and eat now, we'll need to be quick about it." says Olaf, "Maybe better to gut and eat the fish raw now and save the rabbit for later when the smoke from a fire won't be as noticeable."
"Time is also important. There are still goblins out here and I expect those we ran off to come back with reinforcements."
Kelmult Dwarven Fgt-2 Olaf, the very lucky...so far! Human Fgt-2 Yusuf Kamal(Chainmail & Shield: AC 4, MV 6, HD 1, XP: 0, hp 6. #AT 1. 1d8 Sword, 1d6 Bow, 1d4 dagger x 2. Lucky Amulet, rations, waterskin x 2. GP: 0. [gold necklace & jewelry case with a few silver rings & bracelets...est. 70 gp])
So, noon is at least an hour gone, and everyone is ravenously hungry.
There are a fat hare, half a dozen smallish fish, and a few unfortunate reptiles on the menu.
Do you wish to create a fire to cook them, or are you going to eat them raw?
"I have a few pots, so I will cook a few different meals in each to dig into", says Wibert. "But we must be quick for I do not want the smoke to alert our foes where we are".
Wibert will use what ever herbs and roots he can find quickly to cook with.
OOC: When I get to town I need to buy some herbs and spices to cook with.
"To hide ourselves I need someone fan the smoke as it raises, so it dissapears quickly so we are not seem easily? ", asks Wibert. "Doing this may saves someones life!", adds Wibert with determination on his face.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #140 on Sept 24, 2011, 7:11pm »
The company fan out and collect what little fuel they can find for a fire. Most of the plant life here about is low, wiry shrubs growing between rocks and boulders, and there is very little solid timber. And most of the dead brambles and briars that can be found are wet with the winter rain.
However, enough tinder and small woods are found to make do, but Wibert can't locate anything much in the way of roots or herbs. There simply isn't anything that looks edible growing around here.
With some determination (and lantern oil) a small fire is set, and Wibert produces his set of nested cooking pots in which to do some cooking.
It is unfortunate that the damp wood produces quite a lot of smoke as it burns, but fortunate that a great bank of cloud cover is rolling in ahead of you and the chugging wind soon breaks the smoke up.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #141 on Sept 24, 2011, 7:14pm »
Everyone salivates wildly as Wibert cooks the fish and hare, and even fried reptile look appetising when you've missed dinner, breakfast and lunch.
Pretty soon nobody can wait any longer, and everyone devourers their small allotment of grub.
Desmond has the further misfortune of having to share his portion with Mondes, who scoffs his part down in about two mouthfuls. "Is that it?" he complains.
It amounts to about half a meal per person, but it is certainly better than no meal at all.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #143 on Sept 24, 2011, 7:36pm »
"Gustave come help fan the fire and I will let you in on some cooking secrets and give youa taste as we cook. Maybe Mondes would like sometime to eat too?", asks Wibert.
Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #144 on Sept 24, 2011, 11:23pm »
As soon as we're finished eating...and Olaf keeps looking around nervously while the cooking and eating is going on...he says, "Let's get moving! If we hurry maybe we can make it to some farm or other before night falls, or the rains start coming down.'
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #145 on Sept 25, 2011, 12:27am »
All are in agreement about reaching a farmstead with haste; nobody wants to spend another famished night out in the rain.
Dirt is kicked over the small fire while Wibert cools and rinses his pots in the stream. Then everyone lugs their sacks full of silver and continues the march along the now swift flowing stream; following it into the south -- toward Ket.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #146 on Sept 25, 2011, 12:30am »
At first you make good time, with your strength renewed by the bite to eat. But a few short hours later, everyone is flagging.
The treasure sacks are heavier with every stride, your bellies are aching for a decent feed, and to make matters even worse a steady drizzle has set in.
The pace slows to an abject crawl... but doggedly, the company pushes on...
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #147 on Sept 25, 2011, 12:36am »
Finally, when the light is beginning to fail, Olaf tops a shrubby rise and peers down over the river plain below and spies a homely farmstead, not half a mile further on.
It comprises a small group of thatched-roof buildings sitting handsomely atop a low hill overlooking a patch of tilled fields, with well worn tracks between them.
Olaf is greatly relieved to see smoke curling from the chimney, a welcoming yellow light in the window rims of the main building, and what appears to be a farmer herding his last few sheep and cows into a stable for the evening...
There is not a hour's light left in the day, and the wind is in a cantankerous mood, pushing squalls of rain and drizzle across the darkening sky...
Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #148 on Sept 25, 2011, 6:06am »
"My dear Wibert", whispers Gustave to Wibert as the party approaches the buildings, "I would not desire to know your secrets, as I fear my skills at the pot would be a mere shadow of your own." "I would, however, request the chance to experience one day your full repertoire, unabashed, unlimited and unleashed - should fate bequeath us the opportunity..."
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #149 on Sept 25, 2011, 6:18am »
"You must be barmy!" snorts Mondes, "that so-called meal was almost as awful as it was meagre."
However Gustave is unmoved, still smacking his lips fondly and tweaning his now ridiculously unfashionable moustache. He has apparently become an avid admirer of Wibert's partially boiled snake and stick-flanged toad.