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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #120 on Sept 19, 2011, 7:38am »
Ulric conducts the morbid search of the slain Hobgoblins; their thick purple tongue and glazed eyes already beginning to bloat even as their ghastly wounds begin to attract the interest of flies...
Each has a flaccid leather purse containing a scant copper and silver coins, a severed Goblin finger-tip (evidently not belonging to any of these corpses), some teeth which might just as easily have been pulled from a Man's jaw, and a bovine knuckle joint.
Two of the Wargs have no possessions, not even saddles for their riders, but the third one wears a thick, spiked leather collar which a coin-sized iron token hangs from.
For their part, the Hobgoblin weapons are crooked spears and short, curved swords of crude but effective construction, and they wear greasy, lice ridden, padded jacks and boiled-leather helms. Three of them carry satchels that contain their filthy water skins and what passes for (cough) supplies -- that which Wibert has already examined.
None of them wear any shoes -- their feet are hard and calloused, with horrible, black toe-nails, thick as talons.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #121 on Sept 19, 2011, 7:42am »
Ulric collects whatever he considers valuable from the corpses, while Gustave re-takes his heavy sack of spilled silver, taking care not to miss a coin, and Olaf helps Pelenwin get back on his feet.
Highbough performs his augury with the severed goblin paw, and places the wooden dice just so upon it where it lies in the mud. The remainder of the party tighten their belts, stow their weapons and shoulder their heavy packs and prepare to get underway.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #123 on Sept 19, 2011, 8:19am »
by noon, or perhaps shortly after, everyone agrees it is time for a break. You are all half-starved, ragged, and at a wits end. The Halflings have even tried eating the thin, dry tufts of grass, but it tastes... like grass, and it is not filling in the least.
During the short rest, every takes a good fill of water, which is thankfully plentiful, while Highbough again tries his hand at spear fishing in the stream [1d6=1] but his luck is ill... for due to his famished state all the strength has left his arm.
Wibert and Olaf spend half an hour trying to shoot small game [1d6=3,6] and while Wibert only wastes a few arrows (3), Olaf finally shoots a fat hare.
It isn't much, but roasted it might make for a couple of mouthfuls each...
Everybody is so hungry by now that there is no question of continuing on without devouring Olaf's catch...
It is perhaps an hour after noon, and it does look like there will be rain in perhaps a few hours.
Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #124 on Sept 19, 2011, 12:22pm »
"If we're going to cook and eat this now, we need to be quick about it." Olaf says looking over his shoulder in the direction he expects to see goblins and wargs approaching from, "Hanging around is a bad idea, me thinks."
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])
Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #125 on Sept 19, 2011, 3:09pm »
Ulric collects the copper and silver coins from the dead goblins and the iron token from the collar of the warg before they resume the march.
During the break, while the others try their hand at hunting and fishing, Ulric moves a good distance from the rest along the stream. He asks Gustave to keep an eye on him.
"If you see me collapse, come and get me. I'll be asleep. If you see me fall into the water, come fast."
Once he is out of range of the rest of the group and sees a spot in the stream with some fish, Ulric will unleash the Somnolence upon them.
OOC: I'm not sure if this has been done before, but it's worth a shot.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #126 on Sept 20, 2011, 5:47pm »
While the others decide on how to prepare the hare, Ulric ambles a way along the stream searching for a pool where fish might be found. This takes a third of an hour, but finally he locates something of a tiny lagoon to the side of the running water.
Though he is no fisherman, he eventually spots the silver reflection of smallish fish darting about beneath the water, and thus prepares to conjure his magic...
[1d6=5]
... the Draconic verse rises once more from his mind and takes control of his tongue, and the spell is uttered.
[2d6=1,2]
And quite amazingly, Urlic himself is not overcome by Morpheus. Instead, he observes a small school of white fish bobbing listlessly near the water surface.
Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #127 on Sept 20, 2011, 8:35pm »
"It worked!" Ulric laughs. He then quickly gathers up his catch stuffing them into a small sack. He brings his prizes back to the others to be quickly prepared and eaten.
"It worked!" Ulric laughs. He then quickly gathers up his catch stuffing them into a small sack. He brings his prizes back to the others to be quickly prepared and eaten.
How does Ulric intend to gather the fish, floating as they are randomly throughout a pool which is 20ft across, and perhaps 3 or 4ft deep in the middle?
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #130 on Sept 22, 2011, 6:16am »
Ulric removes his boots and socks and hitches up his filthy robe around his belt, exposing skinny white legs.
Then he carefully wades into the shallows to pick up his catch. The water is as near to frigid as to not matter, causing Ulric to catch his breath at ankle depth and gasp and knee depth.
When he pulls the first 6 inch fish from the water, it immediately wakes and struggles violently [1d6=1] and Ulric looses grasp of the slippery sucker. It plunges back into the pool and swims away.
He very quickly realises that he could not hold onto more than a couple of them at a time even if they were still, so Ulric attempts to fling each sleeping fish ashore before it awakes, planning to collect them all after. This is a tricky proposition, with some of the fish already drifting out toward the stream on the current.
[12d6=6, 4, 1, 5, 5, 2, 1, 5, 2, 5, 1, 3]
In all he manages to get of the fish ashore, by which time his knees are blue and his feet are aching with severe cold. He is extremely happy to get out of the water and to rub some life into his frozen feet.
Then he collects his half dozen fish, most of them between 6 and 9in long -- a mere snack -- and returns triumphant to the others.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #131 on Sept 22, 2011, 6:29am »
"Ulric you are a fantastic fisherman. Let us help you gather the fish next time you go fishing", says Wibert. "After we eat we should keep moving and get as much distance we can from our foes.
Everyone is hungry, but Wibert's search reveals that the Hobgoblins were travelling very light indeed, and it is not even clear whether some of their supplies are edible at all. They had a heel of hard grey bread, a fist sized wheel of gnawed, very stinky cheese, a dead frog, a 1ft long snake with its head bitten off...
Wibert plans to use the lizard he caught and the Hobgoblins food tomorrow if they come across nothing else.
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Re: (027) Some Country Air « Reply #132 on Sept 22, 2011, 12:48pm »
It is not in Highbough's nature to complain of hunger, so he grinds his teeth and says nothing. Nevertheless now that there is no sign of immediate pursuit, he begins to relax. "What a wonderful trick, Ulric!"
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