Novama
One Thousand Club
Mentions:
Elvario
SoftSmile
Gaius Danius Griinia
Speed
OOC: 2 skips for ryker. 1 skip for Zui
Time: 7:00pm
Weather: cool temperatures, still an hour of sunlight left, shady in the forest
Cooldown:
TLDR:
Post Listening:
"My name is NPC A,"
Says NPC A as he gets dragged along by Lee. The young man really did look useless, but the encouraging words make him tag along all the same. Unarmed, unequipped, and not likely to be skilled in much of anything yet, he was an extra set of hands and little more. Arashi, on the other hand, revealed he was fit and trained in weapons according to his appraisal. He was at least as proficient as a soldier. He also had skills in business and academia. Although lesser than his martial talents, he knew magic too. Sort of an all-rounder, he had some social skills as well. Very clearly an educated and trained individual.
"There were 5 men that ambushed me and my wife on the trail coming to town. We were on horses. They pulled a line that knocked me and my lady off our mounts. they were on us in a flash. They robbed me of my valuables and weapons. They kidnapped my wife. I assume they stole at least one of the horses,"
Arashi fumed as he recollected the event as they made their way up the path in the Ravenswood. It was not long before they came to a fork in the path. There was stirred up dirt and dirty rope left behind.
"Even without getting robbed, they looked the part of bandits enough. Poorly dressed. Dirty. Smelly. Most of them looked muscular. Toughs or perhaps ex-soldiers or mercs of some kind probably..."
After looking around a moment in the gloom, Arashi pointed in a direction.
" I recall them going off in that direction after they left me here in the dirt,"
Arashi concluded and started marching off into the thick underbrush of the forest, leaving the trail behind. This general area of the forest matched up with what the hunters said was the stomping grounds of the bandits.
As the party ventured deeper into the dense forest, their senses were flooded with the wild beauty and untamed energy that surrounded them. The air was thick with the earthy scent of damp soil and moss, mixed with the fragrant aroma of wildflowers that grew in scattered patches. Overhead, the canopy of trees created a kaleidoscope of green and orange hues, with setting sunlight filtering through in dappled patterns, casting a fading, golden glow on the forest floor. The sound of their footsteps, crunching on the carpet of fallen leaves and twigs, was accompanied by the distant melody of evening birdsong and the rustling of small creatures that scampered away as they passed. Occasionally, the snap of a twig or a sudden rustle of bushes hinted at the presence of larger animals hidden from view. As they navigated the underbrush, their fingers brushed against the rough bark of trees, the velvety softness of moss, and the cool, damp foliage that hung low over their path. Thorns from the occasional bramble snagged at their clothing, serving as a reminder that the forest could be as unforgiving as it was enchanting. As they passed various bushes, some would have wild berries growing on them. They would be sweet and tart to the taste and linger on the tongue for a time even after swallowed.
OOC: 2 skips for ryker. 1 skip for Zui
Time: 7:00pm
Weather: cool temperatures, still an hour of sunlight left, shady in the forest
Cooldown:
TLDR:
Post Listening:
The Ravenswood
"My name is NPC A,"
Says NPC A as he gets dragged along by Lee. The young man really did look useless, but the encouraging words make him tag along all the same. Unarmed, unequipped, and not likely to be skilled in much of anything yet, he was an extra set of hands and little more. Arashi, on the other hand, revealed he was fit and trained in weapons according to his appraisal. He was at least as proficient as a soldier. He also had skills in business and academia. Although lesser than his martial talents, he knew magic too. Sort of an all-rounder, he had some social skills as well. Very clearly an educated and trained individual.
"There were 5 men that ambushed me and my wife on the trail coming to town. We were on horses. They pulled a line that knocked me and my lady off our mounts. they were on us in a flash. They robbed me of my valuables and weapons. They kidnapped my wife. I assume they stole at least one of the horses,"
Arashi fumed as he recollected the event as they made their way up the path in the Ravenswood. It was not long before they came to a fork in the path. There was stirred up dirt and dirty rope left behind.
"Even without getting robbed, they looked the part of bandits enough. Poorly dressed. Dirty. Smelly. Most of them looked muscular. Toughs or perhaps ex-soldiers or mercs of some kind probably..."
After looking around a moment in the gloom, Arashi pointed in a direction.
" I recall them going off in that direction after they left me here in the dirt,"
Arashi concluded and started marching off into the thick underbrush of the forest, leaving the trail behind. This general area of the forest matched up with what the hunters said was the stomping grounds of the bandits.
As the party ventured deeper into the dense forest, their senses were flooded with the wild beauty and untamed energy that surrounded them. The air was thick with the earthy scent of damp soil and moss, mixed with the fragrant aroma of wildflowers that grew in scattered patches. Overhead, the canopy of trees created a kaleidoscope of green and orange hues, with setting sunlight filtering through in dappled patterns, casting a fading, golden glow on the forest floor. The sound of their footsteps, crunching on the carpet of fallen leaves and twigs, was accompanied by the distant melody of evening birdsong and the rustling of small creatures that scampered away as they passed. Occasionally, the snap of a twig or a sudden rustle of bushes hinted at the presence of larger animals hidden from view. As they navigated the underbrush, their fingers brushed against the rough bark of trees, the velvety softness of moss, and the cool, damp foliage that hung low over their path. Thorns from the occasional bramble snagged at their clothing, serving as a reminder that the forest could be as unforgiving as it was enchanting. As they passed various bushes, some would have wild berries growing on them. They would be sweet and tart to the taste and linger on the tongue for a time even after swallowed.