The Road to Fangorn Forest
In reply to Berthold (msg # 22):
Falin slips into the woods after Mercury, doing his best to be silent, and keeping a wary eye out. As he enters the canopy, the light changes. The hard bright sun, and clear air of the open lands, is traded for a disffused, green gloom. The air is thick with scent; fresh bark, wet moss, and underneath it all, a deep rot. The dwarf pads along, bow in hand, feet seeking out safe places to tread.
OOC: Steath roll is 6: 08:26, Today: Falin rolled 4,6 using d6+2,d6+2 ((2,4)).
Notice roll is 5: 08:27, Today: Falin rolled 4,5 using d8,d6 ((4,5)).