Turn 39 - Alas, Poor StumpyGronok, seeing how the dust doesn't really tell him much, confers with his companion.
"Hey, do you have anything in your pockets?""I do not even have pockets."It's true, he really doesn't. None of the prisoners had any clothes - this guy, the best clothed of all of them, is simply wrapped in some dirty rags and that's all.
"It took me twenty years of imprisonment to collect all these rags from other dead prisoners and fashion them into something vaguely like a robe.""Hmm. Did you see any torches on the walls?"[/quote]
"Yes, actually. There's one right next to you, in fact."He points a long, bony finger at a torch that is, indeed, right next to Gronok.
"Ah, excellent. Back away, please.""Right away."As the man backs away, Gronok takes the torch. After making sure the man is safely away, he touches the torch to the black liquid.
In a move anticipated by no one, the liquid bursts into bright flames that spread rapidly along the hallway, setting it and any corridors similarly filled with the liquid on fire!
After a few minutes, a horrendous scream erupts from somewhere a good distance away, followed by several more. The old prisoner looks worried.
"I think the first one was Stumpy. And that second one was probably Thizir. Not sure about the rest, but they sound familiar as well."Hm. Well now.
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Phiali tries to find a piece of paper.
Naturally, he, being a man from the less civilized regions of the world without any particular need for paper or any other writing surface, doesn't have one. And the prospects of finding some in the woods seem unrealistic. Thus it is unlikely that he will get a map any time soon. Fortunately he, blessed with a rather fine sense of direction, could probably find his way to any place in these woods that he has previously been to.
Since that quest is a failure, he supposes he'll look for edibles.
[Search roll: 6-->6]
He finds a grove of fruit-bearing trees and shrubs! And the branches seem to have several large beehives in them for the discriminating man/bear on the go. Finally, it looks like there are several roots in the area that resemble edible ones from Phiali's home. All in all, a magnificent bounty has been found. And after all this, it's only noon!
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Elizas puts on his most trustworthy look and asks some questions of the poor frightened woman.
"I promise. What's wrong? All I want to know is where Gezerim is.""That's the problem! I don't know! The other women have left with him, and I don't know where! This is my first run with him, I don't know what's going on! I get the feeling something's wrong."She doesn't seem to know much, regrettably.
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Shashari decides to act upon her hatched idea. It's hers, after all, so it can't be totally bad
"I've got it! We'll build a new bridge!
...how are you with architecture and manual labor?""A bit better than hunting and woodsman stuff."That's great! So, what could you make a bridge out of? Hm.
She realizes that this is the forest, so there are no piles of lumber or convenient stones lying around. Sadly, those are the things she knows how to work with to a limited degree. All the things you could find in the woods, such as beast saliva or skeletal remains, are hardly useful to her.
Gronok: 0
Phiali: 0
Elizas: 3
Shashari: 5
Sejena: 0
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