The campsite near the swamp (well a few hours away anyway.) A fire is set and rumbling away.

Bruga helps with the campsite. As to watches, he says Any watch is okay by me. I did such a good job of it last time.

Breaking his silence since the group left the town, Senuviel speaks in sorts of a sombre voice. I take the first watch.

Khorden didn't have much to do to set up camp, set down his pack, lay out his blanket and cloak and set to sleeping.  He starts munching on some dried cheese and stale bread, "I'm good with any watch, though be best for all if I take one when the darkness is deep about us."

Gosric snorts his disapproval at the campsite.  Couldn't we have spent one more night in a real bed?  He doesn't offer to take any watch, but he'll take whichever watch he's pressed to take otherwise, with only a little bit of grumbling.  Otherwise, he will wrap himself in his cloak and try to stay warm, making small talk to pass the time.

"So, anyone brought a good mulled wine?" He snorts at his own 'cleverness' before wiping his too-big nose on his cloak.

  The e lf  nods  to the  others,..I normally like to take the last watch before  we rise...tis your call Khorden...I am boing to take  about  a half hour, see if  i might  bag  us  some fresh food...  the  elf  will take a circuit around the camp, both looking  for game..or  sign's  of trouble...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #6):

Clair will help with setting up the camp, setting the fire, helping with cooking food (not the greatest cook but..)making prayers to Lady Lady Luck for the camp placement & Kree,s hunting.  She will volunteer for last or any watch as long as she gets her needed sleep for spells.  she has infravision so not a huge problem with seeing at night.

Oh Gosric, the nice fresh air, wilderness sounds and comfy companions campfire, outdoor camping.  This is the life:)

Luck Kree with your hunting.

Anyone for a game of dice to pass the time?

Bruga says I'll play, and what's more, I'll let you choose the game and make the rules provided I then get to name the stakes, if any.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #8):

Smiles at Bruga - stakes hhm OK lets see, state your stakes for the game I will choose and I will see if I will be able to play against those stakes with a compatible game ... or not ... Sitting down next to Bruga - Lady luck gives us all some leeway here but it would be advisable to name stakes others can play with to, to make it a fare chance for others to join or not.  she holds a deck of cards and a small bag of dice weighing each in her hand while waiting for Bruga to name some stakes for the game.  There was a hint of a blush at first but was hidden by the smile.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #7):

Gosric lets out a laugh,

"To each his own.  I'll stick to a warm bed and a glass of port."

He looks over at Clair's bag.  "Stakes, huh?  Might be a way to pass the time?"

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #10):

Grins, Pull up a log/chair I am waiting on Bruga's stakes to decide the game.

Bruga hesitates and finally says. Never mind...you've already won and I've already lost. It's...I better get some sleep. And he finds a place to lie down and wrap himself up.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #12):

With a questioned look, then a look of oh I won already, not a fight in you saddened look then grins, oh Bruga, fear not, Lady luck tries her best to make all games so there always is a chance to win. Sighs, another day Bruga you can decide to tell me what you wish to leave chance to and we can game then for it.

Looks to Gosric, smiles, so what game do you fancy, holding her deck of card and dice.  What wager do you like, coin, who cleans up the dishes, position in the marching order or just a friendly game of chance to pass the time away?

Still just around dinner time at this point and the dogs or are the wolves howl nearby. Snare perks up but does not do more.

Gosric jumps up at the sound of wolves.  With a slight tremble in his voice, he answers Clair, "Uh, how about we wager who has to sit watch and keep these beasts from eating us."  Thinking a game might be a good distraction, he points to the dice.

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #15):

While Smiling at Goseric, Clair looks down and pets Snare, easy my boy then turns back to Goseric, dice it is.  Pulls out the dice, clears a spot then turns to the rest of the group, We may have visitors tonight, best we keep the fire burning hot and keep a few smaller logs rotated half in the fire for throwing/holding at bay our visitors  turns back to Goseric I think they call this craps or something like it.  We will play two out of three for who watches a shift and who sleep the night away smiling hands Goseric the dice, home team throws last

OOC : She will use her gaming skills, naturally, but nothing more - let Lady luck watch us as we play out this game of chance without any divine help.  Let us know what we need to roll for the game to see who wins.
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  still making  his cricuit and looking for game   and trouble, he stops, his breath almost stopping as he  listens  and watches...to see  how near the  creatures  might be.

Khorden holds up a scarred and calloused hand, "I'm looking to earn a bit of coin, not find ways to let it slip through me fingers."

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #18):

Clair chuckles to Khorden, no my friend tonight's game is for who will take a watch and who will get extra sleep between me and Goseric.  Any time you wish to play a game or two, I will play for um say, who cooks or cleans the dishes/campfire up instead of coins.  I play for the fun of the game more so then the profit of the coin though my Lady does like her offering plate to be heavy at times :)

OOC - will assume highest d20 roll wins each game between Goseric and Clair - Goseric your roll first please.

As Gosric plays the bag Osk gave him hops into the open (no matter where it was.) From within pops out what looks to be a model of a hut. The model has a note attached to it written in Elven.






[Private to Kree Quickshadow; Senuviel Alantir: Note reads "Greetings! Just in case, I am lending you my camping gear, command words are grow, shrink, and gaurd (will set the wyvern watch.) Doors will lock when activated. Enjoy! Osk]

Gosric, about to play a card, jumps back.  "What's this, then?"  He tentatively reaches out for the note.  He couldn't speak Elven, but he thought he recognized the writing.


14:14, Today: Gosric the Full rolled 11 using 1d20. Gaming dice roll.
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Is  Kree back  yet?  did he have luck?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #22):

Clair takes her trun ...

20:34, Today: Clair Brandywhine rolled 8 using 1d20. gaming roll.

Making her gaming check, but I guess not rolling the higher of the two rolls looses the first game.

Argh, Ah OK Goseric, you got the first game - hey what is that a tent out of the bag??  what does the note say?

Looks at the note, wow, it is in Elvish, can you read it Goseric or do you want me to??
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Gosric blushed a little at his mistake.  Elvish, not Elven!!!  Don't be an idiot.  If there was one thing he hated, it was looking like an uneducated rube.  Clearing his throat, he shakes his head no.  "I...uhhh....never had the chance to learn.  A beautiful language, I understand, though."  He moves aside for someone else to read the note.

Kree did identify the sounds as a pack of wolves, the pack does not seem to be approaching the camp site.

  Kree will make his  way back to the camp ( any game  or forage?) He  will tell the  others  about  the wolves, and that they appear to  be heading in another direction.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #26):

CLair welcomes Kree back, Did you get anything to add to our supper?  grins, good would hate to have to share my supper with the wolves then pets Snare once extra behind the ears Oh, yea, This bag of Osk popped out a tent - points to it - with a note that looks to be written in elvish smiles me and Goseric seem to have tried reading it but can not quiet make it out, would be be able to read it for us?

  The  elf holds out his hand to take the note, he reads it and looks at the  tent then says to Clair  "Greetings! Just in case, I am lending you my camping gear, command words are grow, shrink, and gaurd (will set the wyvern watch.) Doors will lock when activated. Enjoy"

  he chuckles,..the  fellow is either good hearted, or wishes to make sure  we live long enough to get his goods to him!

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #28):

Laughs along with Kree, well, either way, let's take him up on his offer shall we?  absently pets Snare while looking to Goseric Goseric - I do believe it is your turn.  Hands the dice to Goseric.

Do we still want to post watches, Looks about I am not sure what wyvern watch does.

  Kree frowns, I  am not schooled in the arts, nor have  i ever been with any who have used such a thing. Perhaps..the  rest of you use the tent?  I was  stand watch outside? Seems  a might chancy to have us all locked up in one place...aye?

Interestingly even with Kree reading aloud the little hut does not react. Kree thinks as the note is in Elven perhaps the commands must be spoken in Elven.


[Private to Senuviel Alantir: You passed your roll and know what Wyvern watch is let me know if you need the spell description.]

[Private to Gosric the Full: Gosric knows what Wyvern Watch is (2nd level priest spell) if you need the spell description let me know.]

  Kree looks at the others, clears his throat with a shrug and says,...kyrn...  ( grow)  as he points to the tent

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #32):

Clair takes Snare and moves away from the tent to give it room to grow.

Yea, I was kinda thinking on those lines to but it would serve Osk nothing for us to not get his supplies.  we have to think on this one.

The hut (not tent) shutters and grows to a  full size three bedroom hut. Almost looking out of place in the clearing you guys found.

"Wyvern watch....uh, it sets an ethereal guardian who watches us." Gosric says absent-mindedly, hardly paying attention to what he says.  "Are we supposed to go inside this thing?  Did Osk say something about this?"

Khorden's eyes near pop as the parcel grows to a full sized hut.  "By th' gods..." he mutters.  He looks it over carefully, like a miser looking at a gold ring that he suspects is merely gilded.

When it's done growing, he draws his axe and moves over to nudge the hut with it, not seeking to do damage but just being inquisitive.  He slowly works his way around the hut, continuing his prodding.

Emerging back to the side with the others, he kooks to the others, "Do we trust it?  What do we know of this mage who passes on such gifts?"

Bruga, by now seeing what's going on, shrugs, opens the door, and enters. (Assuming the last two actions are possible.)
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Bruga walks into the hut nothing happens, inside is a simply furnished hut, cots in the living room as well as each bedroom.

Gosric follows behind and lets out a delighted laugh.  "Wizards know how to travel.  If only he had a liquor cabinet, library and fireplace here, I would spend my life adventuring."  He throws his hands in the air and falls on a cot.  Putting his hands behind his head, he turns to Clair.  "So, I guess we can change the stakes now.  Dice for drinks?  Who buys we get back to the Golden Trumpet?"

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #39):

Standing at the doorway, Clair pets Snare while watching the two go in. Turns to the rest Khorden, Senuviel, what do you two think?  Kree already stated he is for staying outside.

I think I'll risk staying inside.

Khorden continues to look suspicous, but isn't willing to appear cowardly.  "I'll hazard the building, and woe be to th' wizard if he's given me cause to regret it."

Sword in hand and moving as though he's about to beard a lion in it's den, Khorden stumps forward into the hut.

  Kree steps over to Clair.  repeat these  words  after  me...."mol"...is  shrink...." kes "  is  Guard..."kyrn"..is grow..those  are the  words you must remember....


  He  Looks  over the area and points to a tree  near the Hut,...I will tsnad  watch  from that tree...But  first..I am going to go a bit deeper  to find  some game...I will return with in the  hour...

Bruga turns. Not alone, I hope. May I go with you?

  The  elf  smiles  slightly,..if you wish..perhaps your  sharp  eyes  might  find  some berries or tubers, if i fail to  find  meat.

Could be...could also be that we test the old adage: "I don't have to run faster than the bear; I just need to run faster than you."

  The  elf  looks out of the corner of his  eye, trying  not to laugh,...Good Bruga? If you can out run me? I deserve to be eaten...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #43):

Kree, I will not forget ("mol"... is shrink ...." kes " is  Guard..."kyrn"..is grow)
Bruga and Kree, go do your hunting, I will stand here at the entrance to the hut guarding and waiting your return with Snare. Pets Snare.
 if you do not return within 1n hour and a half, Then I will have to gather the rest, shrink this gut and find you.  quietly to the two, though I think Goseric will not be happy taking his comfy couch away :)

Upon your return, Kree you wish to guard - well if we set the Wyvern watch you may set it off or worse, something that goes bump in the night could get you if we are all tucked snug as a bug in a rug in the hut

Smiles, we will have to make arrangements then for you being outdoors upon your return.  Good hunting you two.
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Thank you Bruga says somberly.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #49):

Cheer up Bruga, I will keep a candle light in the window for you.  It is Kree who wished to be outdoors all night.  Pets Snare some while watching them move out, Do not stray to far away.

   After  a half  an hour or  so, Kree's second  shot brings  down a decent  sized deer.  He takes out his dirk  and  asks Bruga to stand  watch as he  says prayers of thanks in elven, to Beshaba, Tymora and The Huntress.  Gutting the  deer he Cuts  as  much of the best meat as possible, Wrapping itin the hide. the  rest he leaves  as he calls out into the trees, My brothers....here is food  for You and your pack..Provide by the Goddesses...

  He   jerks his head towards  the  hut's direction, Come, Good  Bruga.  we do no0t wish to be here..when they come. with Luck, this will still thier  hungry  bellies, as  well as ours...It seems, i will need not, stay the watch this night...

  when the  reach the Hunt, he holds  up the makeshift sack of meat, and nods to the berries and Nuts  collect  by Bruga,...since  we have food this  nice, and I left a tribute to the  wolves...we should need no guardian outside the tent...save  for the magic one provided...now?  we needs buy cook, for  ahot meal!

Bruga obediently watches, stone in sling and another in hand.

Thanks, Clair, for wishing us well Bruga says as he lays his gatherings on the table.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #51):

Relived they are back, Clair rubs her hands in delight, Says a quick prayer of thanks to Lady Luck (Tymora) as they approach.  Smiles as they enter the hut, we have fresh water and a fire going inside, lets feast on this nice meal you two have for us.  Pets Snare, in we shall go.

Kree, when do you think we should call our magical guard?

  Kree shakes his head slowly,..i am not  a mageling, i am uncertain  if the guard  will stay   the whole of the while, or if it would disperse, if one of us should leave the hut...to be safe? I would wait  until we are  all ready for the night..then set it..

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #54):

Kree, that sounds like the best plan on that one so it should last the night for us.

Clair can use her Herbalism to try to check if the berries and nuts and such are of the non poisonous variety.
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The fire in the fireplace of the hut is going Clair will find all the food is quite safe. The question onlyr emains who is staying in the hutt and who is staying outside it on the otherside of a locked door.

it  appears  everyone  is going in now, that we have game to eat, and the  bits of the  Guard thing  is somewhat known.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #57):

Agree, Kree will set the wyverin (sp) watch when he comes in as the last one in.  We shall dine at he table in the hut and rest.  Might be we still run a watch within ?

As Clair pets Snare I am game for a watch

Sighs, yes Goseric we still have to finish our game, lol

  The elf nods,..That  sounds  fine with me...you all go in , start the fire  and the  meal...when it is ready i will come  in and  set the watch...Until then, i will stand outside the hut  and keep watch

"A fine hunt me lads. Khorden says to Kree and Bruga.  If he were more at ease in the forest, he might have gone along, but he didn't move all that quietly and he was far better at taking down his foe then his food.

The Dwarf is willing to aid with cooking the meat or whatever he can do to aid in the food making, but he doesn't have any real skill at it.

OOC:  Khorden will stay in the hut for the night.

Gosric smiles, the happy turn of events for the evening lifting his spirits.  "We do have to finish that game, huh?," he says, reaching for the dice.

17:07, Today: Gosric the Full rolled 1 using 1d20. Gaming dice roll.  Ugh, Gosric's mood is about to take downward turn.  I guess better here than in a fight.

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #61):

Clair just smiles at Goserics roll and picks up the dice and makes her roll.

OOC yup we all will take those rolls in non essential times.


21:45, Today: Clair Brandywhine rolled 15 using 1d20. gaming roll.

Ha, Goseric we are even now, one apiece - hands the dice to Goseric your turn, gets up to help with the meal Well I am not much of a cook either more handy in the healing department but I will do my best.

Gives Snare a quick pat then heads over to help.

21:50, Today: Clair Brandywhine rolled 19 using 1d20. cooking.

Yulch after a few minutes of unsuccessfully trying to boil water, Clair calmly states, err I will just make sure the berry's and stuff are fresh and healthy and stops trying to help burn the hut down.
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In the end the group you manage to cook the venison to a safe point of doneness and manage something close to a berry reduction that is at least edible. Bellies now full you probably have a couple hours before bed shall call your names it is an early start in the morning.

(OOC so if everyone is in the hutt are we all sleeping in the living room area (plenty of cots here and the fireplace would keep you all warm.) or if someone wants more privacy at least to change there are three bedrooms with doors.)

  Kree will pull  his  cot near the entrance, he lays his bow and quiver ontops his pack. He draws his blades and wipes them  doing with  an olied  cloth he keeps in a small sack, in the pack. then re-sheaths  all the  daggers, But leaves the longsword out, within easy reach, should he  be awaken...

Brga easts his fill, not overlooking the backstrap meat, and helps clean up. Then he sits watching the fire, occasionally feeding it.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #65):

Clair makes sure Snare is let out to do his "business" before the watch is set then makes a spot near the fire for him and a cot for her, near the fire but not too close.  Calmly explains, in the morning I'll use a room to freshen up but at this point we might as well continue getting used to sharing close quarters in here or out on the trail/adventure, snic, if I see something I have never seen before I will just light it up for all to see, looks about as she sets up "camp" seriously when life hangs in the balance among friends, modesty comes second.  chuckles, of course Snare here can be my personal protector, pets snare n scratches behind the ear, he is soooo cute (gives the sly eye to Bruga).

Now Goseric, I am awaiting your roll.  Oh are we setting a watch in here tonight also?

  Kree  says in a half sleep voice,everyone get rest..anything that gets past the Wyvern watch..and me...is going to  get in anyway...elsewise?  we will know  of it  way before  any harm can come...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #67):

Settles down and grins at Kree, Ah, nice to know Kree, Id hate to have to run into you protecting your friends. snic, glad your on our side.

Turns to Goseric, waiting to see who cleans up in the morning ahm your roll.

While waiting Clair turns to the group, for me and Goseric at least pauses to pet Snare for effect Once that duty is determined chuckles, we all can say our nightly prayers of thanks and dim the lights and get some shut eye.

Khorden enjoys the meat, though it'd go down right proper with a mug or three of ale.  The reduction, well he eats it but it's really not as appealing to him.  "If I'd a known we'd have our own house t' carry about, I'd have put in a few kegs of ale."

Gosric, grimacing at his earlier roll, looks to Lathander for some guidance.  C'mon, Morninglord, don't leave your truest servant looking stupid now!  He tosses the dice out.

09:38, Today: Gosric the Full rolled 7 using 1d20.

The night falls as Clair and Gosric play their game of chance as bedtime nears Kree sets the Wyvern Watch. all those who are armored doff their armor in order to actually sleep. The night is chilly but the animals and such outside are not a problem and the fire keeps the room warm. The night passes without further incident and the sun rises waking Kree first.

  The elf   rearms himself, and  adjusts his cloak. he  tosses  a bit  of leftover wood on the  fire  to rekindle  then  steps outside, his bow in one hand, and his Balde in the other, lest there be something outside waiting.

  He will take  a  trip into the trees, to make certin there is nothing lurking  about, when he returns he will carry a bit of  wood to add to the fire, for thier  moring  food, and warmed them before travel.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #72):

Knowing she rolled not so lucky last night (Goseric you won, lady luck must have shined on you!) Clair takes her time getting ready since she will have to clean up after everybody.

21:39, Today: Clair Brandywhine rolled 4 using 1d20. gaming roll.


Goseric, we can game again tomorrow night to see who cleans up.


She finishes cleaning up the place, goes and prays to her god for guidance and a fun and profitable adventure day for all.

Once done she keeps Snare next to her and moves outside, all clear I hear Kree, good, smiles once everybody is done with the hut for the day if you do not mind, you can shrink it if you like.

We off to the swamp now?

  Kree nods  as  everyone  gets out of the Hut and  he says    the  word to shrink it...the sooner  we get this  task done, the  sooner  we can hunt  slavers..."

Bruga's eyes follow Clair as she cleans up. When it's time to sleep, he simply lies with his back to the fire. Snare may or may not find it pleasant to lie right nest to him.

The hut shrinks and hops back into the bag by itself. Kree will find a number of tracks around the campsite making him very happy that they slept inside consisting of what was likely 4 wolves, and 2 bears.

  He points out to the other's More then a few beasties  here  last night...i guess we will be  using the hut for the rest of the trip...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #77):

Clair pets Snare while looking at Bruga, I think as long as I am happy Snare is happy and it was nice you kept Snare warm last night sleeping next to him, he may get used to it. Smiles making nicey nice to Snare is a good thing, pets snare some more, right Snare my boy.


Looks to Kree, yes Kree, I think the hut will be a handy item to have on this trip though I am afraid Osk may want it back sooner then we like, gins.
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Bruga smiles and (one hopes) scratches Snare behind the ears. Nice warm body and no fleas. Point the way. I think I should be in front; I'm light and I'll test things if it seems necessary.

Khorden, his armor in place, his gear stowed and upon his back, his blade at the ready, looks at the morning.  "Doesn't do much good standing 'bout jackin' ye jaws.  Let's get moving."

He'd lead the way, if only he knew what direction to go.

  Kree smiles  slight  at Bruga, Senuviel or myself  should  take the lead...the other  rear guards...I am thinking ...you best serve with the Vangiard to Help Clair , incase  we are beset...if that happens we will need her spells  and such...."

  Turning to Senuviel ..if you have  no clear choice...i will go , range ahead...if you think you would rather  be in the fore..I will await the groups  passage  and follow about  50 yards or  so behind.."

Bruga shrugs, perhaps from indifference. As the group wishes.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #82):

Clair chuckes, why Bruga you can hang out with me, Snare and Goseric in the middle.

<Blue>I thought we were heading to the swamp looking for the Live Toads, Live Newts
Bones of the Undead, not sure about the Porcupine Quills and I am sure we need to find a different place for the Hair from a dwarven baby and the Hair from a halfling childs foot.  The Bat Guano was in the caves beyond (points) and we can get the glass rods in town./Blue>?
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For a while anyway. We'll see what turns up.

 Kree started to move in the direction of the swamp, he carried an arrow in the same  hand  as his bow, his  right hand  free to use either bow or blade,..aye...the swamp it is...get the dirty work done first..

  moving   out, he will tey to pick the easiest path for the group until they come to  spots of water or fallen tries  and rocks, to begin the search for the frogs  and newts.

Gosric feigns a lack of concern about the animal tracks.  After all, he'll be sleeping indoors while the party is working for this wizard.  Once they get to the swamp, he leans down to catch some frogs.  Despite the filth involved, he can't help but enjoy himself.  It reminds him of childhood games, and he spends most of the time grinning to himself.  In the end, he manages to catch and hold two frogs.

13:39, Today: Gosric the Full rolled 2 using 1d10. Frogs.

  Kree stands  by  with his bow ready, searching the area  around them, incase something comes up while they are scrmbling  for the wee beasties...now and again, he will see some frogs  and  whispe to whomever is near, that there are some near him..he keeps focused on his watch for the most part.

Bruga, attempting to catch newts, once again fails in his adventuring "career."

CAMPSITE 2

Locating outside the caved in cave there is space for the hutt if the party choses to use it.

In reply to GM (msg #89):

hhmm shall we or try to get further away?  I am uneasy about being so close still.

In reply to GM (msg #89):

Let's head back toward the swamp, we might have to go bone digging near there and set up camp if it is too late.

Khorden shrugs, not willing to commit to any course of action, save....    "Makes little sense, campin' near a cave-in.  We might get ourselves buried under a hundred weight o' stone."

  lookingat the stones  he nodded slowly,..I am thinking that was  caused to keep us out...but i will defer to you on matters of the stone...But... he grins  at his  two companions,..no matter how it turned out...we three faced the creature...we did not stay  long, that is  true..but we faced it..and i am thinking, it  had  a hand  in keeping us out here....none can say we rn..aye?

Khorden doesn't seem inclined to discuss anything about the "face off."  Instead he just waves at the blocked cave, "What ever a caused the fall, the stone's been cracked and weakened.  There's nothing t' be gained by risking being to close, case it crumbles more." 

The Dwarf's voice drops off as a thought occurs, "But then if ye  be wantin' t' risk it, I be willin' t' risk it."

  Kree frowns  a bit  looking in the direction that the others  had  run,..I am certain we  could catch them..they have to get tired of running sooner or later. If  we set up watch  a bit away from the skree that has gathered at the base, we should be safe fromt further downfalls...and..perhaps  we might find  some of those things  we need

Bruga simply stays by Clair. His preference is a level place by water.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #96):

OOC - sorry thought we were together again as to my go toward the swamp and camp post.

OOC - Thought we were waiting a little away from the cave-in for the rest to get out then we would have called them (not loudly) over if we saw them - assume then we did not see them?????

Bruga, Goseric, it has been a while since the cave in, I wanted to get away from here when the others came out but the others looks alarmed they should have been out by now. sighs, I guess we should wait a little longer then circle closer to the cave-in and see what is left of the cave entrance.  We may need to go back in for them looks to Snare I have Snare so he should tell us if something nasty is about, bends down to snare, pets him and then gets up, she waits a few rounds more then looks to the rest I will lead the way with snare. says a little prayer and slowly moves closer to the cave-in.

Gosric looks concerned and agitated.  "I hope they're okay, but its too dangerous in these woods to go around shouting for them like madmen.  What should we do?" he says despondently.  Suddenly his eyes open up and he gives Snare a tentative pat (he was still nervous around the slavers' dog), "Aren't dogs good at finding things?"

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #98):

Hhmm, yes Goseric, I was really not going to shout but I wonder, bends to Snare find Kree, and starts to move back toward the cave-in find Kree  hoping to follow Snare or lead him on to what Clair wants.

Evryone was together outside the cave I think kree is talking about the undead

In reply to GM (msg #100):

OOC - cool, that makes it easier.

Clair wishes to camp further away from this cave-in and maybe find another cave for the bat goo.  We can go back to the swamp to see about those skeletons, no way do I want to face that beast in this cave (right now).

The party moves futher away from the caved in cave and find a good spot to camp for the night.

Bruga is ready to call it a day, but he's willing to stay awake for a stretch is the party thinks that's a good idea.

"You want to set up that fancy travel cabin fer the night?"  Khorden asks, still rather sullen.  He's ready to have this day behind him, maybe the world will be less dreary in the light of a new day.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #104):

True, it looks like we are all beat and ready for a rest day.  Kree, go ahead and set up that cabin and we can start fresh tomorrow.

  Looking over the  area where they are to reat, Kree speaks the words to set up the building. He mosts of  for  a bit  to see if he might find  Game or  berries and such  to add to thier table.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #106):

Clair grins, Snare my boy here then moves off a little bit with Snare going next to Kree hunt Snare and moves a little bit toward the woods with Snare and Kree watching Snare go hunting - OK Kree, Snare may find you some game for you to bring down or small things too. chuckles best you let him have his share first though and take what he leaves for us.

  Kree chuckles we shall see what he finds...If  I can get something decent..he might not have to  find too much.

Senuviel seats by the fire. His eyes staring at the flames.

Khorden goes into the cabin, finds the furthest corner away from the fire and settles down on a stool, eyes staring off into some distance.

Gosric goes into the cabin as well, ready for a good, safe night's rest.

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #111):

Clair waits outside for Sanre and Kree.

Snare walks in with a slight limp but is carrying 2 nice sized rabbits.  One of the healers if they like can certainly cure snare as they have to pray for new spells in the morn anyway. It looks as though perhaps in his chase he tripped over something.

In reply to GM (msg #113):

Clair runs up and gives Snare a hug and of course a cure light to heal her furry fur legged friend.  If Snare allows Clair to take the rabbits after she has cured him for supper else leaves one for him and the other for their rabbit stew.   Was the wound a bit mark or gash or more the bruise type?

Kree, I wonder what he got into.

Looking at the limping dog, Gosric feels a pang of sympathy.  He still didn't feel comfortable with him, but Snare had proven himself a good companion.  Kneeling down in front of the dog, he tentatively reaches out and offers his own cure light wounds if Clair's doesn't completely cure him.

  Walking back to the   campsite,  Kree has  onlysome tubers to add to the  nights  food...seems like  Snare  out hunted me...

Dinner is prepared and finished does the party wish to set a watch outside of the wyvern watch or just sleep the wyvern watch functioned well last time.

"Lets set up another wyvern watch for the night.  That way we can all get some sleep."

Fine with me.

Clair, may I borrow your dice so I can make a throw?

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #119):

Clair chuckles that girlish chuckle and hands over the dice to Bruga - roll well my friend grinning.

  Kree  will wait  until everyone is  inside, he'll stay outside for  a bit, doing  anohter circuit  around the area  to make certain there is nothing lurking about...then return and Button the place up.

  as last time he  will rest closest to the  door, His Sword  Out and point first, in the ground next to him. As he relaxes he watches the others kill time and will pet Snare, should the beastie come  close to him.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #121):

Clair will settle in and watch Bruga roll the dice while petting Snare.   Then her normal set up like last time - near the fire by Bruga with Snare by her side.


OOC - spells for tomorrow - Bless, Protection from Evil and Faerie Fire.

The night will pass without incident again Kree will find wolf tracks around the outside of the house around 3 different wolves checked the perimeter of this building.

In reply to GM (msg #123):

HHmm, wolves again.  When we do not use this and are out in the open we will need to make sure we are double guarded - 3 wolves are not fun.   Pets Snare then looks to the group, back to the swamp for dem bones ?

  I guess that's our next move..unless there is something  esle out hereto hunt  down?

Khorden looks a bit worse for the wear.  He almost looks like he didn't get any sleep at all.

"Three wolves...."  He considers, "At least it wasn't nothing we couldn't handle easily enough."

Bruga rolls the dice with an inexpert hand, first one falls and then the other. The first steadies on a two; the second bounces to rest neatly atop the first, the two pips above the two vacancies. Bruga stares at them. How many times would I have to do this to get the same result? Anyway, 'tis said X marks the spot except this X has nothing in the middle. He picks up the dice and hands them to Clair. It's also said curiosity killed the cat, but I don't believe that...fit cats are curious; fit cats kill the rats.

He settles down to drowse, quite willing to be as close to Clair and Snare as propriety allows.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #127):

Clair chuckles at Bruga's roll ... you win when you roll another 4 with a sly grin .

Bruga solemnly takes back the dice and rolls and rolls and rolls and rolls and rolls and rolls and rolls until a three and one appear. He looks at Clair.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #129):

Oh, you are a smart but bad boy, ha, I did not see two 2's rolled yet.  She grins and quickly before Bruga has a chance to react gives him a kiss on the cheek. That is for the 3 and the 1.  Now, let me have my dice back until later before you ware them out rolling them so profusely.  gigles, We can talk more when things settle down.  Sighs, I have some praying yet to do.

Bruga hands over the dice and says something the others do not catch.

[Private to Clair Brandywhine: Two and two, one and three, add up to four. One and one can result in three or more.]

Khorden remains sullenly in the corner, bring a rasping sound to the air as he works with a sharpening stone to touch up the edge of his blade.  It didn't need it, but the action seems to relax Khorden somewhat.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #131):
Clair accepts the dice and whispers back to Bruga, grinning.....


[Private to Bruga Honeyfinder: Yes, it does make 3 but we have some time to go over all of that ]


Looks to Khorden, that edge is beyond keen, I think you could cut the wind as it blows over it. sighs Take heart, what you encountered in that cave was not for you, shivers your time dealing with it is yet to be, my Lady of chance showed me so, holding her holy symbol you can rest assured, willing we keep an ACE up our sleeve for later, snic we will be back when it is our time to deal with it. get's a serious look We have other fish to fry - like these slavers.  Smiles, you are a brave friend, looks to everyone we stick together, we can over come anything placed before us. 

Now on back to the swamp for dem bones.

  Kree frowns  at the word  'slavers'. He hopes they  find a stray one or two of them. Right now, None of the  men who stayed to face the danger in the cave, are anywhere near happy.

Bruga looks around and maybe figures out their mood. Uh, going that far into the cave was a brave act.
So was getting out of the way...better than being dinner for whatever was coming. And, hey, remember we agreed to develop ourselves so we could take on bigger challenges.

Gosric nods his head at Clair's pronounciation and takes a deep breath, "Lets put them back where they belong."

Senuviel breaks his silence once again but keeps his eyes on the fire. What the halfling says holds true. We should not act harshly. There's a huge gap between fighting another day and being a total coward. The elf then shows a grim smile. Besides, I think we could use the beastie inside this cave in case we meet those blasted slavers again, uh? Vengeance is way more delightful when served cold. The warrior/mage's eyes could even show some sparks of cruelty when he says that.

That's true. We could use the whatever-it-is as a trap...be nice if we worked out a way to survive...scoot upstream or down.

  The elf  shakes his head,..there  was no signs of  struggle in that cave...no bones, no broken bits of  equipment....it  did not add up...then the beastie comes  up  and sneds shivers  into us?

  He  looks at the dwarf and Senuviel,..WE...did not  run...we  were  enspelled some how to do so...but that  does not patch the hole in my ego...we start running everytime  we think a fight might be tough? We may as well go be farmers...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #139):

No, enough talk of this running, you three did not run outright. looks to them You choose to stay but the fear that creature projected was enough too, pauses yes we all at some time fall for our fears - from child hood with the "boogie man in the"  blushes oh forget that one he he.  looks about and pets Snare, I am also responsible for leaving you three behind and not doing a better job of convincing you to move out of the cave per my gods divine message.

humphs, now lets get going, we are learning and growing and will learn when things become over our heads and that feeling of - this is not right - more better.

Khorden listens to the other talk, but studiously observes his boots when Kree looks his way, Khorden not willing to make eye contact.  The words of the elf-lass carry a hint of comfort, though they sound hollow to his ears.  Dwarf lads would not sit around the hearth, impressed with stories of, "And the valiant Dwarf warrior fled from his foe...."