"Eventually we should make sure we have shelter. Of course food is important, we won't have to worry about water as much."

 Keeper demonstrates this fact by casting "Create Water" as a spell-like ability.

As the group started down the shore, Kara shook her skirt out again and followed. The now-closed rift on the horizon provoked an odd feeling about their new predicament. While they survived, it felt like there was yet another revelation to come. Keeping pace with Kamatar, She spoke softly in his ear.

Observing Keeper's water trick, Kara called over to him.  "Nice, Keeper. Can you make enough for a bath?"

Looking down at the fox, the androud ponders as they start to travel. He looks up, watching the half-orc and human getting close to one another and isn't really sure how to react. Heck its all pretty new to him. Does he say something? Yell? Do something dumb? Block them so they have their alone time? Zed keeps walking and stops as he sees a seashell. He grabs it just as Keeper makes her watery display. The alchemist looks somewhat surprised and doesn't see the lizardfolk approach and then speak! His eyes go wide, not expecting it and he looks at the others "It...she...he..can speak?" It doesn't sound insulting. He pulls out some sort of journal, writing it down and puts it back in his pack. The robot fox starts to move along, getting between the half-orc and human and looks up with its bright blue eyes. It just stares up at them as it walks right between the two of them.

The large lizardman looks back skeptically at the men whispering to each other and sniffs the air for pheromones before chastising them, "No ...mating. ...must save energy." He shakes his head at the foolish men, but then licks his lips at the thought of a fresh egg to eat. Wasting no more time, he begins on their trek down the beach.

"Mating? They aren't mating. That involves...wait. What does it involve? Nevermind." The android looks at the half-orc and human then looks up at the big lizardfolk and gulps "By my calculations they are conversing on private matters that should include us correct? Yes. And your name is?" He steps back, watching him for a moment then turns towards the half-orc "Mr. Fletch? Is that correct? Would you allow us the pleasure of know what was said between yourself and Miss Kara?"

The lizardman continues on, ignoring most of the manic mandroid's questions, but offers the simplest of introductions as he briefly looks back over his shoulder, "Groxxuzuxl." He then stabs at the air ahead of himself in a gesture to urge the others to follow.

Turning also to face Kamatar, Kara gave him an expectant smirk. She was intrigued but he plainness of Zed's question. Why Kamatar chose to engage her so secretly, she had no idea, but she was not asked the question and was also interested to hear Kamatar's response. Maybe Groxxuzuxl was correct in his instinct. Perhaps mating was what Kamatar had in mind. How he answered would help her decide whether she should be offended, amused, flattered or a mix of all those things.

With a mischievous smile and his arms open wide with empty hands turned upward, he bowed before replying.

"Groundskeeper of the Weeping Wood, who some call Keeper. What would you prefer to be called? I do not wish to insult you for two reasons: First,  because you deserve respect. Second, because you have already offered to share the results of your mystic skills, and Third, because I have never met a being like you before, and I'd like to learn more about you, as you permit."

"You who call yourself Grox...Sorry, I intend to say Groxxuzuxl. How you see my behavior towards Lady Eldwyyn is wrong. But let me say again for your ears. I am Kamatar Fletch a proponent of the Art of Archery; also a seeker and frequent defender of Truth, Beauty and Justice. As Lady Eldwyyn is clearly a beauty, I'm obliged to defend her.”

He laughed briefly before speaking to Zed, "Forgive my laughter, Zed Quinn. I don't know you nor where you come from. Perhaps such questions and assumptions are fine where you come from, or are another sign of your lack of knowledge about certain things."

He paused, his smile vanishing as he looked directly into Zed's eyes.  His eyes took on a steely glint, his arms drifted down to his sides and his previously smooth calm voice gained a noticeable growl. "Mr. Quinn. Let me teach you something that might save your life. What is said in confidence, in private, between any two people is just that, private. Not to be heard by anyone else. Asking someone to violate such a confidence is an insult to any man or woman, elf or dwarf, or even a half-orc. This is triple so in the case of words passed between a man and a woman, no matter what relationship they may or may not have".

"I," he openly growled with a fierce expression, "will let your insult pass this time, since I understand you are ignorant. If Lady Eldwyyn wishes to take offense and seeks satisfaction, I will support her. For your sake and in the cause of harmony, I suggest you apologize to her now."

"Keeper will do, what fix what is not broken as they say. I am not one to dive into conflict and would rather avoid it if I can."

 The Lizardman puts Keeper a little on edge and leaves him wary, but for the most part this group seems pretty easy to get along with. He then finally go around to answering Kara's question about the water.

"Not yet, but with more practice I'm sure I could... unless you are able to bathe inonly two Gallons of water."

As they proceed further down the beach, there is a rocky area leading into the water about 5' above it then after about 40' it stops. Zed watches the half-orc and then turns as the lizardfolk walks off "What did I do?" He seems confused, back to the beach and then falls and hits the ground! The android slowly gets up and realized he fell over some old boards as he wasn't paying attention and sees two potions and picks them up, wiping them off "Found something." As the half-orc berates him, he stands up "We're in this together and yet you get all heated up and don't care about anyones well being besides Kara apparently which I believe you two just met? You insulted me right now and stated that I don't know anything which you are completely wrong. So please stop acting like I am a child. And I would appreciate you treating me with respect and dignity instead of acting like...like you are I believe it stated..." He ponders for a moment "Better then me. Again, pardon my rudeness which I feel I have not even been rude Mr. Fletch. Laughing at someone who does not understand what you perhaps intended isn't the best for first impressions. And I will not apologize for rudeness as I am just not sure what you even said because acting like your better. If you intend on this getting phsyical then alright. I will not fight back if attacking me makes you feel better. It was a simple question and yet you decided to get into a altercation which doesn't do much if I recall. So go on, do what you need to do but I don't think it will go well with Miss Kara." He speaks calm and more relax which is rather odd. His eyes dart to Kara then back to Fletch and he drops his gear, resting his arms "Apparently I am not worth your time or respect which takes time to progress. One doesn't get it by any titles. You do not know me or my capabilities and in such we need eachother. All of us even if we dislike eachother am I correct? I believe I am. Though I feel I did not mean to be rude by what I asked..." He looks at Kara "Would you accept my apologies for anything I said or have done? Though I feel asking wasn't a horrible thing. Please accept it, Miss Kara." He bows his head towards her, expecting someone to just clean clock him and beat him down-mainly Fletch. His eyes dart back to the monk "Please I am awaiting your response to what I stated. We could get along rather well or you can dismiss me, or attempt to do what you feel needs to be done in accorandance to what you stated which is in fact false. I am not ignorant. You have proving yourself to be far more ignorant then myself by acting tough in front of Miss Kara which would accomplish nothing. So please remain peaceful." His tone is almost eery, collected. Calm. Not something Fletch is probably used to. He could be easily killed by the man. He holds a hand out as if to shake the hand of the monk if allowed. Strange.

The lizardfolk kneels down and finds more wood and a scroll case but not sure whats inside. Kara as she looks around sees yes more wood and old cloak, slightly tattered but useable. The monk finds some armbands and a potion. And the druid finds what looks like a quarterstaff covered in mud and dirt probably washed up from the ocean. There's odds and ends-old wood boards scattered around, more dead bodies most of which are picked clean but there could be something in the pockets. But there is general nothing of any use. Nothing heavy as most would not make it to the shore.

OOC
So got:
Armbands
Quarterstaff
3 Potions
Scroll Case (might have something inside)

Seeing what looked like a confrontation simmering between Zed and Kamatar, Kara stepped between them. She placed a hand on Kamatar's chest as if to stop his advance. She held up her other at Zed, but he had already stepped back.

"Gentlemen," Her melodic voice at once carried some amusement and an urgent plea. "Please. Do calm down. I am not the least bit offended by anything said so far, and I must agree with Zed that we are all in quite the predicament together. I urge you two not to quibble over such a misunderstanding. Zed, perhaps you do not understand the nature of privacy, but there are many sentiments my lord Kamatar might have wished to express to me in confidence and none of them conspiratorial in nature. I don't know if any of you noticed the rift on the horizon when we first arrived, but I suspect we are not only marooned on an unknown shore, but perhaps somewhere even farther afield. We must work as a team and try to reconcile whatever differences peacefully and without confrontation. There is no sense if fighting each other when our mutual perils have yet to surface."

She looked back and forth between them.

"Kamatar, I truly appreciate your defense of my honor, but please at least check to see if my honor, such that it is requires said defense beforehand."

"And Zed. You seem to be a reasonable sort. Perhaps some forethought before leveling insinuations, or even words that could be misconstrued as such."

She again traded her gaze between them.

"My friends... a truce?"

The large lizardman sniffs at the found scrollcase and gives it a shake to listen to what might be inside before opening it up to see. As conflict seems to grow among the others, he marches back and plants his trident in the sand authoritatively, nodding along with the female man's peacemaking but adds his own words to settle things, "No fighting. Wastes energy. Wastes meat. Offense is nothing. Survival is everything. We find town; you can be hurt by words then."

Kara looked over her shoulder at the lizard guy. "So it seems our scaly companion agrees with me." She smiled.

"I had done nothing. Mr. Fetch decided to insult me and called me ignorant which I am not and decided to press me into a possible fight that I wish to not endure. Of course he would have easily won but that does not mean he has honor. I am not saying he has none, not at all but over something such as this which could have been solved with a civil tongue. Zed's calm tone is definatly odd. He takes a deep breath and nods his head "My apologies. I know what privacy is but with all that has occurred and there was no insinuations but by my views I supposed it could have been handled differently." Calm and cool. He tilts his head "Yes I am of reason. Thank you." He glances over at Fetch, expecting him to be impatient and cold towards him after the half-orc seemed to get aggrivated "Truce. Perhaps we can learn from one another if you wish?" He holds his hand out this time towards the lizardman "No fighting. I agree." Odd and strange. He pulls out the potions, sniffs them and ponders something "Interesting. A potion of resistance and this one..." He holds it up, looking at it "This is different. Boost ones senses." He holds them out, allowing anyone to take them if they wish.

The lizardfolk opens the scrollcase and pulls out some sort of scroll. To him, its just gibberish.

OOC
So got:
Armbands-By Kamatar's feet (Unknown to Group except the monk)

Quarterstaff-By Keeper's feet (Unknown to Group except the druid)

1 Potions-By Kamatar's feet (Unknown to Group except the monk)

1 potion of Resistance-Held out by Zed

1 potion of Keen Senses-Held out by Zed

Scroll Case-has a scroll-Groxxuzuxl

After making his statement, the angry half-orc kept his hands to his sides and looked at each person as they spoke, actively listening, saying nothing until the last words were said. His walk faltered slightly when Kara put her hand on his chest, bringing him to a stop in front of her.

Closing his eyes and taking a long meditative breath, his anger seemed to flow away with the exhalation of the air from his body. When his eyes opened again, his whole demeanor had resumed its innate serenity. When his eyes drifted back to Kara's face, his eyebrows arched once more, heralding the return of his mischievous smile.

“It wasn't only your honor I was defending, Lady Kara,” he said with a brief spreading of his smile and the return of the smooth richness in his voice. “But apologies were asked for and those apologies and more were given. So I have no current quarrel with anyone on your behalf or mine. Thank you for seeking to bring us back to the harmony that ill-chosen words briefly disturbed.” Resting his hands over hers on his chest he whispered,  After a bow followed by a kiss on the back of Kara's hand, he turned his full attention towards Zed.

“Mr. Quinn. It seems that you are a reasonable being. Your apology is accepted, as are your offers of truce and eventual friendship. I apologize for my aggressive conduct. However, I must point out that in calling you ignorant, I was being truthful. There are too many things in any world we find ourselves in to claim absolute knowledge of them all. I myself am quite ignorant of the ways of magic, even as it happens around me, even when it happens to me,” he pauses with a flicker of frustration across his face.

“Ouch!” he exclaimed, while nearly tripping over some thing in the sands. Carefully squatting over the area, he reached down and uncovered a potion filled bottle and a pair of armbands.

"You are ignorant as well as believing you know what is best for everyone. You are ignorant in a varity of different things and I take that as a insult. So please do not state it, and I will not. Both of us can be, and neither one of us does not appreciate being called it Mr. Fletch. You seem to want to be forgiven and yet you continued to use the word and expect it to be ignored and forgotten. I believe as well as some if not all of us doesn't take what you state as being apologetic as you continue using the word as a way to show your views as being disrespectful towards me." Cold. Calculated. Calm. His head tilts as he watches the brutish monk. And whene he goes to speak quietly to Kara, Zed is about to say something but stopped. Despite all that was said, no emotion. His face is a blank slate and it seems like the half-orc is showing his emotions more then the android "You wish and believe a certain thing be it may or may not be true yet you believe it be. I have my own views and it will provided us with current arguments as of late so I suggest we both keep our views to our personal self views to ourselves. I offered you a truce and was deemed by you to not wish for it to be done. You agreed and went back to your views, spoken to everyone. It makes no sense. So I suggest a truce with neither of us attempting to berate each other. Berate is a interesting word. Peace. Truce. This will solve nothing per say but to easy Miss Kara's view. So peace." Seems like he learned something at least for the current moment.

When he sees the monk yell, his head tilts slightly to each side and upon seeing the potion and armband, Zed's demenor turns to curiousity in seconds "If I may?"

Slowly, a strange very small head pops up. Then another. And yet another. All around the group, about 20 of them start to converge on the group. Some come down from the woodlands, other coming towards them from different sides of the beach. Tiny creatures. All of them hiss at the gathered group as they 'surround' them. They all stops about 20' away in all directions. The group is huge compared to them, as they only get to about 2' tall.



They hiss constantly, moving back and forth. And the construct fox watches them, blue eyes glowing more brightly. Zed watches them, looking around at the massive small creatures. Still they keep their distances, in all directions at 20'. One of them moves forwards hissing about 10' then skitters back. Zed speaks out "By my calculations I believe the captain spoke of parlay though unsure if it will work."

"Zed, Kamatar, please." Kara sounded exasperated. "If the both of you would stop trying to be right, you'd realize that you each have a different sentiment about the word."

"Zed," She said is name with an elongated 'e' and a rising pitch. "Kamatar is being literal and applying it specifically. I don't think he means it to be offensive."

"Kamatar," She sang each syllable. "Zed clearly finds the word offensive, no matter how you mean it. Perhaps you can find a different vernacular."

"I think we should follow Groxxuzixl's lead and focus on our shared predicament. Thank you, both of you."

Kara could have gone on but there were more than enough words already spoken and they only served to make the matter worse. Letting it drop was definitely the best course. Fortunately for that small crisis, a new one reared it's ugly little head... or twenty as it turned out.

"Boys, it seems we have new concern." From under her cloak, Kara produced a wickedly curved sickle and slowly backed away from the chittering creatures. "We should back into the water. It might make it more difficult for these lovely beasties to surround us."

Glancing at Kara, the alchemist watches her for a moment and nods. He grabs something from his belt. It looks like a odd potion, the liquid looking like some sort of alchemical fire "Parlay!" Nope didn't work. Course he doesn't get what the captain ment. He chucks the bomb, and it drops down near three of them. It explodes, throwing fire all around it after lobbing it at one of the dinos. It misses them, exploding in the sand.

OOC
11:01, Today: Zed Quinn rolled 7 using 1d20+4. Bomb!
+1 Point Blak so 8. Misses
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 Keeper drew his bow, Notched an arrow, aimed and fired, doing his part to lessen the numbers of this pack or spook them enough to flee.


OOC
14:16, Today: Keeper rolled 6 using 1d8.  bow damage.
14:16, Today: Keeper rolled 18 using 1d20+4.  Bow Attack.

The large lizardman curses in his native tongue--a harsh language with long words built more from the throat and tongue than the lips--as the sea of tiny creatures somehow catches them off-guard, likely because they were distracted by the incessantly quibbling men. A few such foes would be no trouble, but a swarm could take down even as one as great as himself with a hundred tiny cuts and maybe an infection. He glances briefly at the smaller ones he has been forced to ally with who would surely succumb if swarmed by the little ones before growling at the situation. The growl quickly grows into a roar or warcry as Grox rushes into the fray with his trident raised high to bring it down at the nearest foe.

21:41, Today: Groxxuzuxl rolled 18,11 using d20+8,1d8+7.  Charge Attack.
-2 AC for 1 round. Unless the sand counts as difficult terrain?

Kamatar fell silent as everyone became aware of the crowd of small reptilian creatures attempting to surround them. "Just as I was actively seeking not to fight, another opportunity to spill the blood of creatures that likely bear us no malice presents itself."

Quickly stepping forward just enough to shield Kara from being attacked, he fluidly gathered his finely crafted longbow and arrows, seeming to flow in the movements of a dance that quickly ended with twin arrows drawn towards the clutch of hissing creatures.

"Little ones, I don't wish to end your lives. Run away and live, stay and die." he said to the small lizards, his face calm and serene, his voice having a hint of sadness.

In his heart, he was hoping that the small animals would run away before being killed. His remorseless voice of survival saw they looked to be decent meals once they were slain.

OOC
Kamatar is ready to fire on the first little creature that moves forward aggressively towards Kara, Keeper, himself or Zed. Otherwise, he will not fire first.
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The witch talks and pulls out her sickle, waiting.

Keep pulls out his bow and fires at the small creatures hitting one.

Grox charges them, slamming down onto one creature and pins it to sand killing it.

Zed tosses a bomb but misses its mark.

Kamatar pulls out his own bow and waits but seconds later the creatures attack. One attack misses but the second attack hits one along its neck but it remains standing. All of the group seems to be surrounding Kara.

Hissing, they swarm the lizardfolk surrounding him. Four of them attack Grox. They are so tiny all of them are in Grox's space nipping at him and one hits! It is only a nick but he feels something else trying to naw into its flesh but he is able to shrug it off.
*Grox take 1 damage (DR 1/-)
*Fort Save vs Poison DC 12: Saved

The last five circle around the group, waiting. It looks as if the group is being herded and are surrounded. Sort of. The only person that is being 'herded' is Grox.

OOC Group is up.
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Kara (20)
*20'
Keeper (19)
*20'
Groxxuzuxl (13)
*All around you in your space
*2 Damage
Zed (12)
*20'
Kamatar (12)
*20'
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Creatures (x10) (11):
*AC 15
*20' from the group
*Creature 1: ??/6
*Creature 2: DEAD
*Creature 3: ??/8

All others no damage (Yet)
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The alchemist thinks outloud "By my calcuations and their movement..." He chucks his bomb and it connects, ripping into the creature and killing it! Some of the blast flicks off harming one of them as well, scorching it.

OOC Group is up.
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Kara (20)
*20'
Keeper (19)
*20'
Groxxuzuxl (13)
*All around you in your space
*2 Damage
Zed (12)
*20'
Kamatar (12)
*20'
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Creatures (x10) (11):
*AC 15
*20' from the group
*2 are Dead
*4 on Grox (Not hurt)
*Creature 1: ??/6
*Creature 2: ??/8
*Creature 3: ??/9
On Grox
*Creature 4: ??/?
*Creature 5: ??/?
*Creature 6: ??/?
*Creature 7: ??/?

All others no damage (Yet)
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With the guys all around and ready to fight, Kara prepares her sickle and get ready to defend herself. It looked like there were seven of the diminutive creatures, but if they were so bold as to attack a party almost as large as theirs and much bigger, perhaps they had some kind of special weapon. Kara looked for something about them that might be more dangerous than what was obvious.

The large lizardman roars at the tiny critters as they swarm on him and break his thick skin before dropping his weapon and bending over them to swipe with his claws and even snap at them with his jagged teeth.

Free: Enter Rage    Full: Full Attack
Bite: Hit AC 9    Claw: Hit AC 22, 9 Damage    Claw: Hit AC 24, 10 Damage
AC: 15/9/14    HP: 15/17    F/R/W: +7/+1/+2
16:30, Today: Groxxuzuxl rolled 9,22,24 using d20+8,d20+8,d20+8.  Attacks (Raging) Bite/Claw/Claw.
16:30, Today: Groxxuzuxl rolled 9,10 using d4+7,d4+7.  Damage (Raging) Claw/Claw.