Elaina shakes her head in startlement, then holds out her hands, a foot or so apart.  "Rabbit?"  The then holds one flat, palm down at breastbone height.  "Bear!"

She repeats the size gesture.  "Rabbit."  Then raises a single finger, and points to her mouth with the other hand.  "One meal."

In reply to McNealy (msg # 380):

"Large animals? Ok. So should we be on our way, or are they asking to travel with us?"

In reply to Christine Bjorn (msg # 382):
The orc shakes his head,  and holds his hand at shoulder height
"Zajec...rabbid"

Then stands on tiptoes and raises arm at full length over its head
"Medved...bahr"

Both sisters goggle.  Evelina then squints and frowns at the orcs.

"You're making this up!  Rabbits can't grow that big!  Imagine the size of their burrows!  And the sizes of the wolves and wildcats that prey on them!  And without those, we'd be buried in rabbits as big as a bull!"

OOC: before modern breeding, most bulls ran in the 250-400 lbs range.

McNealy watches this interplay with some interest.  Either they were missing some context, or something very unusual had happened.  It was very likely there was a communication issue.  He had never seen or heard of animals this large before.  Nor did he know of any magic that could cause this to happen.  Perhaps their very large and strong friend was losing something in translation.

"Jednessa bet a wizard did it."

“This is all very interesting, but are we really looking to join a safari?”  Big money outweighs big animals on Masugatan’s table of values.

"We're not!  Have you forgotten?  Christine has set herself a quest, and recruited us to help her!"

She looks side-eye at the orcs.  "I'm still not sure they aren't pulling our legs about those rabbits, though."

"Jednesa want to fight giant rabbit.  Pull leg off rabbit, cook and eat leg.  Wait... no... FIGHT GIANT BEAR!"

McNealy smiles despite himself.  He may not be overly fond of the more brutish types, but watching Jednesa react with the enthusiasm of a child was cute in it's own way.  "I think our new friends have captured her enthusiasm."
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In reply to McNealy (msg # 390):

"Indeed. Large creatures were foretold along the way. These fine orcs have been kind enough to warn us. Please thank them, Jednessa, then we will be on our way."

Jednesa claps the orcs on the shoulder and wishes them luck in their hunting.

In reply to Jednesa (msg # 392):

"Vso srečo!" they call as they depart, and resume singing Jednesa 's song.

Elaina waves after the orcs as the two parties separate.

In reply to Elaina Grattan (msg # 394):

As the orcs continue on, so does Christine, confidant they are on the right path. She keeps a sharp eye open for trouble...

“Parting is such sweet sorrow.”  He scratches himself a few times.
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McNealy looks at the uncouth man, and comments absently "I can probably find an ointment for whatever rash ails you."  Then he's back to checking on his current potion mixes as they move along.  The beaker on the horse's left rump needs a dash of wolfsbane...
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The rest of the day passes without incident. Time to set up a camp.

Evelina finds a campsite close to water, with soft meadow ground free of roots,but not much of a view.

[Private to GM: 18:30, Today: Evelina Grattan rolled 5 using 3d6.  Survival (Woodland) (default, 10).]

Elaina finds nothing as good as Evelina's site -- water, yes, but it'd be in the bedrolls as well as the pot and skins...

[Private to GM: 18:32, Today: Elaina Grattan rolled 13 using 3d6.  Survival (Woodland) (default, 10).]

In reply to Elaina Grattan (msg # 400):

Emma can find no improvement.

She does create a couple of meals of Essential For, however, out of grasses.

[Private to GM: Rolled 6, 4 under]
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In reply to Emma Wilson (msg # 401):

Christine creates another 4 meals from nearby plants and offers them around.

[Private to GM: Rolled 2, 2, 4 and 10 under.]

In reply to Christine Bjorn (msg # 402):

"How did you do that?"

"It's a different kind of magic from what you did at breakfast.  You turned food into a meal; Emma and Christine turned almost-food into food."

Jednesa happily eats two meals of tasteless non-food.  She's not picky.