Chapter 1: At The End of All Things

[SocraticLawyer]

Tinuwen nods at her sister's words, after giving a slight bow to the newcomer. She too is anxious to start the next leg of their journey.

Before leaving, Tinuwen inquires from Legolas whether the elf king can spare any arrows, waybread, waterskins, or flasks of oil.

[Rex]

Rumil of Mirkwood


"You look injured Elbenwin, perhaps I can help."

First Aid Elbenwin (15 Wis) [1d20] = 8

Cure Light Wounds Elbenwin [2d4+1] = 5+1 = 6

+7 HP for Elbenwin

"Perhaps I can help you as well Folco"

First Aid Folco (15 Wis) [1d20] = 20

Cure Light Wounds Folco [2d4+1] = 5+1 = 6

+6 HP (at max I think) for Folco

[hedgeknight]

Naruthirdor asks Rumil to wait to ensure he has attempted to heal folks naturally, before using a spell. "I believe that Elbenarin, Elbenwin, Folco, and Gilly are the only folks that are currently hurt besides myself, though Elbenwin is most in need," he says to his Mirkwood cousin.

"Nothing but a scratch," Gilly says, moving along. "I'll be fine."

[OGRE MAGE]

Folco listens to all of the facts as best he can under the confusing circumstances. He finally smiles when the food and drink is offered.

Looking at his friend Pockets, he asks quietly. "How many of those dry elf cakes have you had so far?" After a long crescendo of a muted burp, he holds up 3 stubby fingers to his kin.

"Hey, Perrin. Why do you have that far away look in your eyes again?"

The courteous hobbit thanks his healers and greets their new elven guide with all of the pleasantries a young thief can muster.

[Inferno]

The adventure continues in... Chapter 2: A Fool's Hope