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Post by grrraall on Jul 12, 2012 15:47:12 GMT -5
"We should set guards," says Finnegan,"Things lurk up on many camps, bears and worse." hearing this from behind a bush, ruby rubs her hands together slyly, thinking.... "worse..... like leprechauns denied a pair of PANTS!!!" Except she gets so excited, she actually shouts the last word out loud. a cry of "PANTS!" is heard. but thereafter nothing. De Morsac laughs and says: "Hahaha, I'm not afraid of bears and such. If I see one, I'm not going to s... in my PANTS  ". That being said, de Morsac is a little bit annoyed with his tracker's skills. He always relies on his dexterity to track things and creatures, but it seems that his bad luck keeps on intruding... De Morsac shakes his head and grumbles: "If there is a god who decides our fate, then it must be an evil god". |
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Post by nebless on Jul 12, 2012 17:45:50 GMT -5
hearing this from behind a bush, ruby rubs her hands together slyly, thinking.... "worse..... like leprechauns denied a pair of PANTS!!!" Except she gets so excited, she actually shouts the last word out loud. a cry of "PANTS!" is heard. but thereafter nothing. De Morsac laughs and says: "Hahaha, I'm not afraid of bears and such. If I see one, I'm not going to s... in my PANTS ". That being said, de Morsac is a little bit annoyed with his tracker's skills. He always relies on his dexterity to track things and creatures, but it seems that his bad luck keeps on intruding... De Morsac shakes his head and grumbles: "If there is a god who decides our fate, then it must be an evil god". "Your little friend seems to want to get your pants off ...... I'm sure that would change your fate", Nebless says with a laugh. Attachments:
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Post by danhem on Jul 12, 2012 23:05:34 GMT -5
Banoc looks up at the shouting leprechaun trying to hide behind a bush.
"Well, maybe just six watches," he says removing one of the twigs from his closed hand. "Unless De Morsac wants to give up his pants? Otherwise I doubt she'll be watching anything else."
"Care to join us?" Banoc yells back to Ruby Red.
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devadasi
5th Level Troll
maiden voyager
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Post by devadasi on Jul 13, 2012 7:38:47 GMT -5
Ruby realizes she has been seen.
"Drat!" she thinks, swiping her first in an uppercut sideswipe motion, so stereotypical of anyone who thinks: "Drat!"
"I've been spotted! I knew i shouldn't have let myself get so excited!"
She comes out from behind the bushes, whistling innocently.
" Just usin' the loo boys. A girl likes a little privacy when she tinkles" She comes and sits down amicably near the fire and adjusts her skirts. Smiles.
Then her nose starts to twitch. Imperceptibly at first.... but when no one notices, she makes it more obvious. Finally adding sniffles. Her mouth twists into a frown.
"You boy's smell something a bit off. around here?" she looks around
"No? well i do. its awful.... is there a wet dog around? I..... NO WAIT! ITS YOU MEN! You dirty men!! Have none of you thought to bathe since you GOT OFF THE BOAT?! its been days, and the stench of battle is on you! "
She looks at De Morsac
" And I don't mean to be rude darlin' because I adore you, i really do..... but I think you might smell worst of all. I have some soap if you'd like to borrow it. "
Looks at the rest again. " its not proper for a lady to be travelling with unclean men ."
Ruby smiles innocently. "Right then, carry on!"
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Post by grrraall on Jul 13, 2012 8:17:05 GMT -5
Ruby realizes she has been seen. "Drat!" she thinks, swiping her first in an uppercut sideswipe motion, so stereotypical of anyone who thinks: "Drat!" "I've been spotted! I knew i shouldn't have let myself get so excited!" She comes out from behind the bushes, whistling innocently. " Just usin' the loo boys. A girl likes a little privacy when she tinkles" She comes and sits down amicably near the fire and adjusts her skirts. Smiles. Then her nose starts to twitch. Imperceptibly at first.... but when no one notices, she makes it more obvious. Finally adding sniffles. Her mouth twists into a frown. "You boy's smell something a bit off. around here?" she looks around "No? well i do. its awful.... is there a wet dog around? I..... NO WAIT! ITS YOU MEN! You dirty men!! Have none of you thought to bathe since you GOT OFF THE BOAT?! its been days, and the stench of battle is on you! " She looks at De Morsac " And I don't mean to be rude darlin' because I adore you, i really do..... but I think you might smell worst of all. I have some soap if you'd like to borrow it. " Looks at the rest again. " its not proper for a lady to be travelling with unclean men ." Ruby smiles innocently. "Right then, carry on!" |
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maiden voyager
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Post by devadasi on Jul 13, 2012 8:54:08 GMT -5
"Curses!" Ruby screeches,
( thinking: "Yesterday when I had the choice of bringing my weeding tool or my shears, WHY did i choose the weeding tool?!?!")
Ruby walks away mumbling to herself, kicking small pebbles, cursing her own foolishness.
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Post by doctorx on Jul 13, 2012 13:29:33 GMT -5
And thus the battle for de Morsac's breeches rages on... ;D
So; seven randomly determined watches over the course of the night? Please say if the plan is otherwise. The Encounter dice are about to roll...
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Post by ProfGremlin on Jul 13, 2012 16:53:47 GMT -5
The Blackthorn Copse..."The shorter the twig the later the watch," Banoc says holding up several in his hand. Flick zips down and grabs one one of the twigs with both hands and pulls back to hover out of the way as the rest of the twigs are selected. As he looks the twig over the little faerie is struck by inspiration, One of these thorns would work well as a make-shift staff... If one would work well it wouldn't hurt to have a few extra, I could keep them in with my coins...As the others sort out the watch schedule Flick disappears into the branches above them searching for a few handy thorns, about half his height, to make staves out of and, if necessary, make-shift spears. Finding a likely candidate, Flick sets to with his poniard at the base of the thorn. As he works he realizes he needs a few more supplies and begins to make a mental list, A poison of some sort for my darts... A decent supply of pollen or other irritants to cast in someone's face... Some herbs, moss, lichen or fungus to stimulate healing... Something to help flavor our meals with and/or extend our supplies... Flick continues on with his search for a few good thorns as the twilight darkens. As he searches he marks out a nice tree cleft from which he can stand his watch out of the way. Once he has a small number of thorns the little wizard rejoins the others to hear the determined watch schedule. In the morning he'll begin keeping an eye out for useful plants and herbs. 
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Post by nebless on Jul 13, 2012 17:38:59 GMT -5
Nebless walks over and calmly picks a twig, then walks back out of the way while using it to pick his teeth. Attachments:
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Post by grrraall on Jul 14, 2012 14:39:05 GMT -5
And thus the battle for de Morsac's breeches rages on... ;D So; seven randomly determined watches over the course of the night? Please say if the plan is otherwise. The Encounter dice are about to roll... That's fine for de Morsac. |
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Post by doctorx on Jul 14, 2012 15:07:42 GMT -5
The choosing of lots falls thus...
1: Banoc
2: de Morsac
3: Ruby
4: Master Ho
5: Nebless
6: Flick
7: Finnegan
Watches thus decided, the company set about gathering firewood – a more difficult task than you might have imagined due to the lack of any substantial large trees within easy reach – but you manage eventually to amass a small pile of fallen branches and kindling that, with judicious use, should last you through the night.
By the time a fire has been lit and an evening meal eaten, the sun has vanished into the West. The previously-pleasant breeze of the afternoon now takes on chill teeth and those with cloaks huddle gratefully into them. The sky is clear and resplendent with stars. High above, you can see the majestic constellation of the Unicorn, the distant, glimmering beauty of Queen Felania’s Crown and the dim, baleful red gleam of the Eye of the Crone, all enshrined in their appropriate places in the heavens.
At last, silence, bar the crackle and snap of the small fire and the gentle, rhythmic rush and sigh of the close-by ocean, falls across the campsite as Banoc stands to the first watch...
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Post by nebless on Jul 14, 2012 17:07:55 GMT -5
After eating half of his ration and taking a swig from his flask, Nebless will move off to the downward wind side of the fire, wrap himself in his blanket and go go sleep, after letting Master Ho know where he'll be. Attachments:
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Lurker under the Bridge
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Post by hobbob on Jul 14, 2012 20:25:49 GMT -5
Finnegan sighs longingly, for he had hoped for a earlier watch. He walks over to Flick, tells him where he'll be and to "Tap me behind one of my ears to wake me up." Attachments:
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Post by danhem on Jul 14, 2012 21:17:27 GMT -5
Once darkness falls around them, Banoc stokes the fire and prepares to start the watch. He stabs his spear into the ground near the fire and sets his buckler next to it. Banoc stands watch with his sword and dagger ready in his belt keeping his hands free.
"Everyone get some sleep. We'll likely have an interesting day tomorrow."
Banoc walks around the small copse of trees as his watch progresses, never staying in one place too long watching and listening for anything approaching their camp.
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Post by doctorx on Jul 15, 2012 13:37:55 GMT -5
The night slides slowly by. Banoc is at length relieved by de Morsac, who is in turn relieved by Ruby. The warrior retires to bed, careful to ensure his trousers are safely out of reach...
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