Syrus reunited with the band after he determined the danger had passed. Sensing a loss of respect, the scholar-adventurer reminded them that security and his safety were part of their obligations. One of the camels broke its leg fleeing from the spiders and had to be put down. It was recycled as rations and apportioned to all.
Palakan Mountains; 329D/81 (Afternoon)
Putting the events of the swarm attack behind you, the journey continued up into the old, worn Palakan Mountains. The abundance of rock and scrub brush kept everyone tense in anticipation of an ambush that never materialized.
After a half day’s travel, you crest a hill positioned to overlook a shallow valley running up to the mountain peaks. Syrus uncovers a cage from one of the camel packs and withdraws three bright purple birds with long, yellow tips on their wings. He releases them into the air and watches their flight path. The colorful avians dip and dive over the undulating landscape arcing wide, then to a narrow circle in front of your position. They finally land in the draw and peck at the ground.
“This vault I seek is a cargo container from an ancient air ship,” Syrus begins. “The Morivites of Old sailed the skies with their bladder wings transporting people and supplies.”
“Buried here,” he says, motioning towards the birds, “are the remains of such a craft. Those birds can sense the preserved organic matter used to grow the structure of these vessels. We must excavate and uncover the hull to determine its condition.”
“Any suggestions on how to safely proceed?” the Lantican asks. "I have ample tools for digging."
Action Details:
Actions?
Hit Points [Luck Points-327D]:
Denslow – 42/42 [16/16]
Silvestri – 60/60 [14/14]
MacMak – 68/68 [8/17]
Bruce – 50/50 [5/12]
Kurot – 50/50 [7/15]
Farmanus – 87/87 [13/13]
Were you expecting this, Syrus?
