Ülo indicates for the trolls to follow their scouts footsteps or stay in the draft of the wagon.

"No need for roping, just stay on the scouted path or trail the wagon.  But if you feel the need, I recommend roping to the wagon, if it is an underwater beast, it's not likely to be strong enough to drag that away... and if it does, well..."

Ülo moves over next to Rushagorn, to translate if necessary, and reaches up and touches it at a high point in the front.  She mutters something and a moonlight emanates from the spot she touched.

"In case every single torch bearer falls down at once for some reason..."




OOC:  13:19, Today: Ulo rolled 12 using 3d6.  Casting Continual Light (Moonlight) 16 on wagon.  Cost 1 FP, does not count as a spell on.

Current Footprint: 0
Spells On:  Hide (no Footprint), No Smell (No Footprint)

In reply to Ulo (msg # 299):

The orc with the pole prods the puddle ahead in a broad sweep before advsncing. From what you can see, the water stretches accross 4 yards, and continues for at least teenty yards. As the orc advances. You can see it is deeper than it looks for he is quickly in up to his knees.

Jendrich sticks close to the wagon, keeping watch over the rear guards as they cross. If anyone is likely to vanish without notice, it's the one in the rear.

In reply to Jendrich (msg # 301):

The merchant pauses to reorganize the parcels on the wagon, so as to maintain dryness as much as possible.

The orc ahead raises an arm as the end of the pole dips.

"Hey, atsa matta up there, eh?"

A deep spot methinks.

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 304):

"Feels like a square openning... wait.... it is shifting!"

Jendrich frowns, and with a final glance behind, moves closer to the front, sword at the ready.

He has his bow ready and aimed at where the pole is in the water....

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 307):

The pole swings back , and the orc jumps to the side and releases it. It drops straight down into the water!

Ülo turns and begins climbing out of the water up onto the cart, even if that means holding onto the side.

"Get back!" Jendrich moves to stand in front of the cart, watching for movement in the water, ready to strike if anything tries to grab him.

Grimaldi waited, and watched... Whatever it was, he wouldn't be able to use his lightning, as there was too much water around them, and everyone would be fried.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 311):

The water is murky, and Grimaldi might be able to do something about that at least.
The tip of the pole stirs the water, it is moving toward you!

Jendrich holds his shield low, ready to stab the waters if... whatever this thing is draws near him.

In reply to Jendrich (msg # 313):

The ripples of the poke moving in the water start heading toward Jendrich...when it is about a yard out, he can feel the floor beneath himstart to shift, as if starting to slope toward where the pole is!

"Retreat! Retreat! I'll zap the area ahead, and fry whatevers in the water, but we all need to get out, first!"

Syvanus does not wait for the creature to get to Jendrich, firing his arrow (Broadhead) as it gets close.


[Private to GM:  13:15, Today: Syvanus rolled 11 using 3d6.  Bow Shot . made by 9
13:16, Today: Syvanus rolled 3 using 1d6+1.  Arrow damage.]

Grimaldi gets a better idea, and acts on it!
17:48, Today: Grimaldi rolled 6 using 3d6.  shape water ~ 14 (parting the waters).
"Super aquam seorsum!"
He gestures with his hands in a swirling motion, then brings his arms apart in a flourish, whilst speaking the magic words...

Jendrich tries to scramble back... but between the buckling terrain and his unwillingness to turn his back on a threat, he doesn't get far.

[Private to GM: All-Out Defence: Double, and take a step back.]

Ülo finishes scrambling up the wagon (I hope) and turns to watch the water and Jendrich.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 317):

The water parts, revealing a pit full of water that is two yards square... and moving toward Jendrich!

From atop the wagon Ülo mutters and stamps out a quick dance, casting a spell.




OOC:  22:37, Today: Ulo rolled 9 using 3d6.  Sense Life 16.  4 yards, costs 1 FP.

Was it some sort of moving portal, filling with the present water? Grimaldi had seen such things recently, but did lightning strike the same place, twice?
Grimaldi asked himself these questions, as he retreated away from either his grandiose notion, or the possibility that the floor contained some sort of aquatic subterranean, burrowing creature!
"Forsooth! Pull back!"

"You got to be kidding me!" Jendrich turns to run, assuming the floor was collapsing for some reason.