Monsters! Monsters! the setting! Dec 29, 2012 21:41:28 GMT -5
Post by devadasi on Dec 29, 2012 21:41:28 GMT -5
Sad Sack slinks through the high grasses toward the campfire to get a better view, peeking around a small boulder.
The campsite ahead is full of dwarves. Sad Sack can't understand dwarven, but he knows the sillhuette of a stumpy when he sees one. The fire terrifies him, but the smell of roasted turkey legs coming from the raucus dwarven campsite causes him to drool on the rock. A hapless beetle drowns in his rancid slobber.
He notes that they have three of their number stationed on watch, at intervals of 30 feet, who stand 25 or so feet away from the main group. Eyes watchfull. The one farthest from Sack is actually stationed higher up, and thus able to see more from his vantage point in the ridge's early incline.
Sack returns to the group and tells them what is ahead.
"Looks like we don't need to save this donkey for later after all." Says the landshark, chomping off the upper portion of the beast of burden. But when no one else is interested right now, he stashes the rest in a tree, like he has seen the sabrecat do.
"More for me I guess, though I plan on filling my belly with dwarfmeat in about ten minutes."
"They look vigilant. We would be wise to plan our attack."
This sort of thought process is generally lost on the landshark, but the jaegermonster IS wearing that fancy hat, and uses all those big words, so the landshark aquieses.
The group decides to skirt WIDELY around the campsite, then circle back on it from the other end, this time gaining the advantage of elevation for themselves.
No one fails a 1st level stealth;luck roll, so nothing happens to give away their postion. No cracking sticks, no flushed out quail.... just five monsters preping an ambush.
Soon the uppermost dwarf is visible again, now about thirty five feet below them on the shallow incline.
NEXT: chaos, and combat!