Xantalos, Jbg7, and GreatwyrmgoldXantalosAfter waving away Rex Furor’s dead rabbit… friend thing… You decided to discuss leaving with your allies “We know there are beasts up on the mountain and obviously a lack of large prey… So I’m thinking we should head down to that forest down there. I know what I saw on my way up here and my band ate pretty well on our way up here.”
“Yeah, I noticed that too. Goldenroot or something like that…” Mumbled Rex as he cooked his kill from last night into rations while yawning.
“So… I guess we’ll just pack up and leave?” Squire Fyrbirth suggested as he looked over to the rations piled up in the nook of the cave.
“Alright… We’ll leave in a few moments.”
It wasn’t a particularly hard journey for the lot of you as you passed several small creatures on your way down. By the time you stopped for the night you were only a half-days travel away from Goldenroot Forest.
Name: Finkus
Class: Wind Mage
Race: Bogeyman
Description: A short, fat creature. It has wrinkly, droopy skin that is somewhat leathery and assymetrical, blue-and-purple eyes. It has 6 1/5 horns on its head. It has a pair of stumps where butterfly wings used to grow.
Location: Base of the Elder Mountain
HP: 5/5
MP: 9/9
Hunger: 10/10
Wounds: No severe wounds
Skills: Scholar I
Equipment: Apprentice Robes, 1 rations, 1 log
Spells: Minor Wind Manipulation
Laughing as FInkus waved you away you put your rabbit on a hastily created spit in order to cook it to perfection. During this, one of your favorite parts of cooking, Finkus decided to speak up.
“We know there are beasts up on the mountain and obviously a lack of large prey… So I’m thinking we should head down to that forest down there. I know what I saw on my way up here and my band ate pretty well on our way up here.”
“Yeah, I noticed that too. Goldenroot or something like that…” You mumbled as you rotated the rabbit to ensure even sides.
“So… I guess we’ll just pack up and leave?” Squire Fyrbirth suggested as he looked over to the rations piled up in the nook of the cave.
“Alright… We’ll leave in a few moments.”
It wasn’t a particularly hard journey for the lot of you as you passed several small creatures on your way down. By the time you stopped for the night you were only a half-days travel away from Goldenroot Forest. Your body however was fighting against you as the moon began to rise. You can’t go much longer without sleep.
Name: Rex Furor
Class: Warrior
Race: Human
Description:Tall, Brown haired, light skinned, odd look in his eye, bit twitchy.
Location: Base of the Elder Mountains
HP: 7/7
MP: 1/1
Hunger: 10/10
Wounds: Sleep Deprived [Requires sleep on the next night]
Skills: Martial Prowess I
Equipment: Hard Leather Armor, Shoddy Iron Mace, Shoddy Wooden Shield, Average Torch, 3 rations
Watching with a smirk as Finkus waved away the corpse of Rex Furor’s kill you were a little surprised to hear Finkus speak up.
“We know there are beasts up on the mountain and obviously a lack of large prey… So I’m thinking we should head down to that forest down there. I know what I saw on my way up here and my band ate pretty well on our way up here.”
“Yeah, I noticed that too. Goldenroot or something like that…” Mumbled Rex as he cooked his kill from last night into rations while yawning.
“So… I guess we’ll just pack up and leave?” You suggested while looking over the remaining rations. Enough for another day without any hunting taking place, or you figured as much from your cursory glance.
“Alright… We’ll leave in a few moments.”
It wasn’t a particularly hard journey for the lot of you as you passed several small creatures on your way down. By the time you stopped for the night you were only a half-days travel away from Goldenroot Forest.
Name: Squire Fyrbrith
Class: Warrior
Race: Human
Description: A moral, honorable young man with reddish-brown hair and a dragonscale amulet.
Location: Base of the Elder Mountains
HP: 9/9
MP: 2/2
Hunger: 10/10
Wounds: No severe injuries.
Skills: Martial Prowess I, Trapping I
Equipment: Hard Leather Armor, Shoddy Iron Bastard Sword, Shoddy Wooden Shield, 5 rations, 1 stick
Mesor and FirelordskyMesorDragging your sleep deprived body into the water you attempt to look for fish. Against all logic it appears that the bay, yesterday teeming with fish of different colors and sizes, is empty of the critters. Perhaps a tide has carried them out? “They’ll be back tomorrow…” You grumble through a yawn.
Setting upon the beach watching the sun go down wistfully as you try hopelessly to fight off sleep you get the idea to try to start a fire! Gathering up your planks of wood you set about trying to set them ablaze… With no avail. “Nerjin damn it!” Cursing the god of Centria you kick one of the plans in frustration as the sun sets… You need sleep though… It cannot wait.
Name : Kalam Harghast.
Class : Ranger.
Race : Seguleh.
Description : Kalam is 5 ft 9 with a very athletic build, his skin is pale blue and nothing is known of his face which is entirely covered by a ceramic mask with a series of strange runes etched onto it that translated means 1000. This symbolizes his place as the 1000th best warrior among his people and the marks will change as his skills develop.
Location: Sharktooth Bay
HP: 6/6
MP: 3/3
Hunger: 10/10
Wounds: Sleep Deprived [Requires sleep on the next night]
Skills: Forestry I, Carpentry I
Equipment: Soft Leather Armor, Poor Wooden Spear, Shoddy Wooden Spear, Shoddy Wooden Short Bow, Average Wooden Shield 10 Shoddy Wooden Arrows, 4 planks of wood, 2 rations
Find Fish in Shallows [D10]: Requires 3+
Dice – Shallow Water + Sharktooth Bay
1 – 2 + 3 = 2 [Failure!]
Spear Fish for Them [D10]: Requires 6+
Requires fish to be found
Automatic Failure!
Light Fire [D10]: Requires 6+
Dice – No catalyst
5 – 2 = Failure
Sitting up to find Karlam still awake you take a few minutes to take stock of what there is. Eventually you decide that an axe would likely be more helpful in the long run than spears. Searching around for sharp rocks you are pleased to find quite a few. Testing for the strongest one you pick up a piece of loose wood and set to work. It takes several hours of intensive work. You never cut with the rocks before you’ve measured at least three times. Never-the-less the end product is poor, but at least it is better than your spear. Sitting down to watch the sun set you absently wonder what to do next.
Name: Axel
Class: Enigma.
Race: Demon
Description: An averagely tall man. He has glowing teal hair and red eyes. He has bat wings growing out of his back.
Location: Sharktooth Bay
HP: 7/7
MP: 2/2
Hunger: 8/10
Wounds: No Severe Wounds
Skills: Carpentry I
Equipment: Peasant Clothes, One Shoddy Wooden Spear, 5 Sharp Rocks, 1 Poor Rock Axe
Find Sharp Rocks [D10]: Requires 4+
Dice – Beach
5 – 1 = Success!
How many? [D6]
Dice
6 Sharp Rocks found!
Find Wood [D10]: Requires 5+
Dice + Beach
3 + 2 = 5 [Success!]
How much? [D6]
1 Planks of Wood
Create Stone Axe [D10]: Requires 5+
Dice + Tools [Sharp Rock]
8 + 1 = 9 [Success!]
Quality of Axe [D100]:
Dice + Tools + Skill
2 + 20 + 5= 27 [Poor Stone Axe Gained]
GotdamnmiracleUnconciously rubbing the burn wounds on your face you curse yourself for being so careless. “Never again!” You grumble as you search around for tracks of your warband. While you do start picking up on things that previously had eluded you, such as a large amount of berries that amount to two days worth of food, you are still unable to find your warband. Though you do not despair. A few tracks seem promising. Tomorrow, you feel, may be the day you are reunited.
Name: Argent Crissif
Class: Warrior
Race: Caspian
Description: Covered in muck and thin from lack of food. Tall but not overly so. Dun colored skin. A bad burn covers the right side of his face, it is healing however.
Location: Darkwood Forest
HP: 6/9
MP: 2/2
Hunger: 10/10
Wounds: Badly Burned [Health Regeneration Slowed for [2] more days]
Skills: Martial Prowess I, Forestry I
Equipment: Hard Leather Armor, Shoddy Iron Long Sword, Shoddy Wooden Shield, 3 rations
Search for Warband [D10]: Requires 7+
Dice – Woods + Travelling
1 – 2 + 2 = 1 [Failure]
Skill gain: Forestry: D100
D ice
76 = [Success!] Forestry I Gained
Gather Edible Berries [D10]: Requires 4+
Dice + Forestry
6 + 2 = 8 [Success!]
How many? [D6]
Dice / Small Food
4 / 2 = 2 Rations gained
Heal? [D10]: Requires 8+
Dice – Injury [Badly Burned]
2 – 2 = 0 [Failure]
Sharpkris and Scapheap“We need to leave.” Clair suggests as the two of you search the house for anything of any use at all.
“Yeah… If that thing comes back we’re pretty much screwed.”
Claire chuckled, probably due to her being a succubus you assume, before she sighed heavily “There’s nothing here at all! They cleared out everything!”
“Well… Come on, we don’t have time to stay around. I want to put as much space between us and this house as possible.
It’s hard travelling in the cold after growing used to the relative warmth of the house but you both make good progress. Far on the horizon you see wisps of smoke but you can’t quite put your finger on what it could be. Settling down for a small break as night falls you discuss with Clarie what you should do that night.
Name: Ashur the Unlucky
Class: Enigma
Race: Tiefling.
Description: Average height, with yellow eyes and fur like dark hair with hooves instead of feet his features resemble those of a deamon.
Location: The Far Plains
HP: 1/1
MP: 8/8
Hunger: 8/10
Wounds: No severe injuries... yet.
Skills: None
Equipment: Peasant Clothes, 2 large rocks
“We need to leave.” You suggest as you and Ashur search the hut for anything at all of use.
“Yeah… If that thing comes back we’re pretty much screwed.”
While searching through one of the cabin’s you see a small carving of a cartoon duck. After such abject terror you cannot help but chuckle. Soon though you sigh heavily “There’s nothing here at all! They cleared out everything!”
“Well… Come on, we don’t have time to stay around. I want to put as much space between us and this house as possible.
It’s hard travelling in the cold after growing used to the relative warmth of the house but you both make good progress. Far on the horizon you see wisps of smoke but you can’t quite put your finger on what it could be. Settling down for a small break as night falls you discuss with Ashur what you should do that night.
Name: Claire
Class: Cleric
Race: Succubus
Description: Thin red skinned humanoid with horns growing out of her forehead, small fangs, little bat-like wings and a tail
Location: The Far Plains
HP: 6/6
MP: 5/5
Hunger: 10/10
Wounds: No severe wounds.
Skills: Religion I
Equipment: Cleric Robes, 1 rations
Spells: Light Heal, Provide Light
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