Chapter one part one. A land divided.

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

In the back there are just enough supplies to make it to the mts but its scraps from scorpions and other game with just enough jugs of water.

Yet the heat and not best diet wind realized giving them too much water and food all at once would make them sicker and be bad for them. Its not that they did not have water the slaves never gave them much to " extend the supplies they were told."
( If you ever seen the movie Holes its simular like that )

Wind also found a set of make shift thieves tools hidden. There were more chains and locks to lock the slaves in back. Some were being worked on to look closed but were lock picked.

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

Wind finds out they were trying to be capured on purpose and they set out with thier own supplies and camels to get taken to the mts to free thier friends from the inside . Only they got ambushed by these creaturs and not the red army. At somepoint they convinced the slavers they were worth quite a bit if sold at the prison.

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

You have rescued all 16.

Gnomes.

All are Stone Gnomes

BaffelStones clan

Male

Pog
Grebo
Dimble


Clan: Fidsteens

Female

Tana
Nyx
Breena

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Halflings : Underfellows

Male

Merric stout.
Cade lightfoot

Female

Rosebud lightfoot
Pearl lightfoot

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Dwarf : Battle Hearts

Male
Cedric mt
Irven mt
Dumer mt

Female

Gilda Hill
Mavis Hill
Brigit. Mt.


In the prision they are trying to brake out Ironhammer clan.

[at]

Callo sighs at Omars question, the change in the flows of magic here had sapped so much of her power that she was reduced to simple blasts of energy.

"Across the sea, to the east", she replies. Turning towards the wagon and the slaves, "perhaps a map or orders in the wagon will shed some light on this convoy"




(Callo will convert her two remaining warlock spells to spellpoints at the groups next short rest, and recover the few hp she had lost)

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

As the party is conviening, they see another approaching from the mt rang. Tho no red army colors.

They can make out
a tall silver skinned muscular being, with black hair that reaches below her waist. She has black geometric lines that trace over her skin. She has peircing black eyes with no pupil. Beautiful,Shining black armor with elven type markings imprinted on the black metal.

A warhammer in one hand.

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

On the flip side she can

See 16 or so smallish figures along with a few taller ones.

The small ones are halflings,gnomes, and dwarfs. The taller ones one she can make out as human but the others are more odd a bird like being and a tall hairy half giant but does not seam to act like one. Along with another woman in armor

( not sure what callo looks like as of right now)

It seams none are in a panic next to a non moving waggon with sled tracks and not wheels for movement.

They see her track over a dune eyeing them not at a fast passe.

[metalzoan]

The being in black armor makes her way toward the group of people In order to question them. Hoping they are not of hostile nature.

[mighty]

Varis stands with the others as Wind discovers that the group had been trying to sneak into the prison to rescue their own friends. Perhaps they could be of some use considering their common goal. Preparing to search for a map as Callo suggested, Varis sees a figure in black armor approaching from the direction of the mountains. Bless his elvish blood for his eyesight. He'd always been afraid the human side of him would ruin that, too. Scanning the horizon, he saw only the one figure along with several flying creatures off in the distance. That couldn't be good. Varis rests his hands on the hilt of his blade, ready to attack at even the slightest movement, as he walks toward the figure. About 50 feet from the wagon, he stops and stands his ground. He didn't want to be so far from the wagon that he could not return if something snuck up from behind, but he didn't want this individual and those beasts getting to the others without a fight.

(Perception check for my quick scan to make sure the woman is indeed alone/if I can tell what race she is from this distance)

4flHpCGUp_1-20 + 4 = 23 1-20

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

( so i kinda goofed a tad bit on distance she was a 3/4 mile away from you guys so u would have seen her away in the distance with your preceptions. so varis did see her from quite afar and his elf side bloodline gave him the distinct features had he just been human it would be way harder to make out what it was.

So she is still making her way but no where near acting distance.

The waggon was big so its impossible not to see it.


So actuly the on looker/new commer just sees a few tall beings and 17 or so short ones and the big cart.

Varis and the other will have to move closer out too her inorder to communicate with her before she gets too close.)


I take it varis and the others head out to get in yelling distance?


She is indead alone as far as any back up is concerned. Tho somethings with mid size wings are in the air looking to be looking for things?. They must have seen thier her yet have not picked up the pace .

Nature to know what they are and what thier doing also to know why they have not attacked.

She does not look to have noticed this fact as of now given her back is facking the creatures.

[mighty]

(No worries, I only rolled a 14 earlier so it could easily be said that I just overlooked a single target as I was focused on large groups.)

(Instead of speaking then, I'll say I moved a little further from the wagon toward her so as not to allow her to get right up to the rescued individuals, and am standing put to see what she does/wait for her to get closer. Don't want to yell and draw further attention. I'll modify my last post some.)


(Nature roll to see if I happen to know what the flying creatures are)

ZfPxJmxqp_1-20 nope, I'm clueless.1-20

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

( hopefully your druid buddy might have a better idea on what they are. )


Given your response im factoring in your not hidding.

Once she is within 60ish feet of varis he can talk normal without shouting.

The cart is about 50 feet away from varis.

110 from her as of now.

Im not sure if rest of party will head out with varis or stay put.

( please let me know when u can)

I think 60 feet should be the max of non shoting distance. Its hard to talk normal at longer distances then that.

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

Sevn sees this : a being from the waggon truges out to meet her and is now 60ft away from her.

She Sees a 5'6 male with
long Silver-ish/blonde a little down past the shoulders. Light blue eyes. Several scars on the face and arms (and elsewhere), mostly healed. He wears clothing of elvish make, torn, faded, and ragged from many years of use. Both his hands are wrapped up to the elbow to aid his grip. He wears bracers on both arms, and looks to be the only armor he has. his long sword sheathed on his back.

quarterstaff in his hand.

[metalzoan]

Sven: halt, do not proceed any further. State who you are and what your business is here. Sven can see that this group brings no harm, but even still she uses the up most caution when meeting new people

[at]

Callo peers out from the wagon trying to ascertain the nature of the new arrival and the creatures above. The silver skin could easily be a mark of dragonblood but best not to make assumptions.


(with guidance)
ooIfMDu5p_1-20+p_1-4+1 knowledge = 20


(level 8?)1-20�1-4

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

( so i have had a few games going on all at sane time, i 100% forgot that u guys were still 6.

Since u guys were getting to get simi close to 7th anyway and to reduce mass confustion.

Lets lv everyone to 8.

Ty for clerifying that.)

[mighty]

Varis chuckles to himself as the woman calls out for him to stop. She approaches them yet demands he not step closer. Could she be working with the red army? With the mountains behind her, it was a possibility. Keeping an eye on the flying creatures, he responds.

"Merely a traveling caravan taking a rest. Can't be too careful when strangers approach, particularly those so well armored. With whom is it that I speak?"

[(George) 3.5./ ZEM ( 4.0)]

Wondering where varis was and what callo was looking at Omar pops his head out abd sees at a distance what is going on.

Given there at a good distance only wind and callo can hear him.

" callo and wind im not sure what exactly is going on or what your spell ranges is but i can't be sure thier not hostail nor can i be that they are. If we go out there now i think it will make it worse, but um varis for what i know thus far is not well a ladies man or smooth talker. Is there any way we can help him form here?

I can only pray this will not lead to drawn weapons but i hope u both have some spell fire power left just incase. "

[at]

Callo shakes her head at Omars suggestion, there was little she could do without going out there herself. For now it seemed best to let this play out.

[messiahmoose]

Wind pockets a considerable amount of chain (please tell me length), 4 locks (and the accompanying key if there is one), the picks, and some water/rations.

I will morph into a giant vulture, looking skyward and releasing a large, satisfying sigh as I do (wild shape number two). 

I take a look at the beasts in the air and try to discern what they might be. 

RUOW2xl5p_1-20 if it’s nature. 

Perception is advantage due to keen sight, p_1-20 +8=17 if that’s the applicable skill. I will not take to the air until I see whether they are a) a threat, or b) something that can be easily scared off (like actual vultures). 


1-20�1-20

[metalzoan]

"I understand as well. One cannot be too careful especially in enemy territory."

Sven's hardness seems to wear off a bit, and her aura gives off a comforting feel.

"The name is Sven I am but a noble servant to my God Anubis. He has asked me to investigate and locate a possession that he holds very dear to himself. I am only out in these lands to acquire information that could lead me to the discovery of such possession. I assure you, i am no threat. I am only a threat to those i deam worthy of extinction."

Glancing at the caravan in the distance, Sven nods their way.

"What brings you to such odd company?"