In search of a body

[Rex]

Arngeir straightens, stretching tired muscles.

"Friend Algrim, is prayer or ceremony for respectful of dead for your people?"

For Algrim, a respectful prayer would be fine (assuming it is to a non-evil being of course).

[GreyWolfVT]

Algrim nods his head "We have a sorta ceremony of sorts. Usually drinkin' is involved along with a bit o singin'. Sometimes some of me kin play a bagpipe er whate'er that musical instrument is called."

[shaidar]

Arngeir

"When we return body to dwarf hold and bury again, maybe. For now, a prayer to your gods before we remove bones?"

[GreyWolfVT]

Algrim nods his head "Aye, that'll do fer now."

[sastaz]

Turnip finally dares to move in a little bit closer. She leans in and looks carefully in the hole.

"So here you are. Not to worry, we'll return your bones to you."

She says a short prayer to Halea and leaves a silver penny in the hole after the bones are removed.

[Ahlmzhad]

Murgar

Will assist with the removal of the bones.

[Rex]

About noon or a little after on the 2nd of Nolus.

The remains have been excavated, wrapped in a blanket and prayers said. You have plenty of time to make it back to your last camp. You won't make the outpost today, but if you push it maybe the next.

Turnip: You are still uneasy near the body. Nice role play of your phobia by the way!

Murgar: You feel a sense of dread as you prepare to return the body to the outpost. You don't think it is related to the body but something else, like a shadow over the group in the back of your mind.

[Ahlmzhad]

Murgar

A growing feeling of unease comes to me as we prepare and start to head back to camp. So before we start off "Everyone, I was told in my reading before we came that there was some danger in this journey, in my heart I feel that we are approaching that journey. If you would like to take the time for me to appeal to Sarajin for further revelation I am happy to do so, but it will delay us so that we will need to find another camp".

[sastaz]

Turnip, now a bit more focused with the bones tucked away, looks a bit worried.

"Garguns again, I knew it! Question is, what do we do about it? How can we prepare properly? Maybe we should take the time for Murgar to do his reading after all? They will be better prepared this time."

[GreyWolfVT]

Algrim gives the two a questioning look with one bushy eyebrow raise high and just shakes his head. He gets his crossbow in hand and makes sure everything is tight and well lubricated, then gets a bolt out and makes sure it is in good shape and just keeps the two at the ready should trouble show it's ugly face he'll try and shoot it.

[shaidar]

Arngeir

"Not like delay, but Sarajin bought Murgar to us for reason. To ignore gift of Sarajin is not good thing, insult. If Murgar thinks he can learn more we should let him try."

[shaidar]

Arngeir thinks for a moment

"Maybe something on spirit plane. I go into trance and take a look."

He sits cross-legged and attempts to enter the spirit world:

Percentage: [1d100]=48

An MF

After a few minutes Arngeir opens one eye " Hmmm, not working."

[sastaz]

"No, there's something not right here."

Turnip climbs up in a nearby tree to have a look if anything dangerous seem to be approaching.

[Rex]

Dice Rolling!

Discussion continues. Arngeir tries to enter a trance. Algrim and Turnip look around. Everyone seems to agree something is wrong.

From her perch in the tree Turnip spots something, perhaps 40 feet past Algrim. It is maybe 10 or a little more feet long and lays across a large rock and against a tree.

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Actions?

[Ahlmzhad]

Murgar

Seeing Arngeir's choice Murgar will begin to cast the bones regarding the feeling of unease and the journey home.

Tarotry 68: [1d100]=14

[sastaz]

Turnip

"What on Kethira is that?"

She climbs down and brings at least one of the fighter guys with her to take a closer look.

"This is some kind of animal skin? A dragon? I heard there are dragons in these forests. Disgusting anyway. Wait. Do you think we can sell this?"

[GreyWolfVT]

Algrim "Kinda looks like a lizard skin, didna know they shed like snakes though." the dwarf comments looking at the thing.

[shaidar]

Arngeir

"Dragon? Lizard?"

The ivinian jumps to his feet and draws his axe, scanning the area for danger.

[Rex]

Everyone now feels a little uneasy as things seem to have taken a strange turn.

Murgar: Your foretelling seems to imply a great hunt, but it is unclear on if you are the hunter or the hunted.

After examining the shed skin/scales, whatever it came from was big with no wings. At least 10 feet long including tail, but probably closer to 15 feet, if not more. It clearly has a tail and 4 legs, maybe 5 feet tall at the shoulders. Looking around there are some marking on a tree that look like burn marks but not from fire, Algrim thinks maybe from acid.

Everyone has heard legends or stories of wingless Dragons, usually called Forest Dragons or Drakes. If this is the shedding of one it would be very valuable to the right person.

Algrim: Knows that Drakes spit acid, are as fast as a horse, not as smart as true Dragons, but much smarter than any normal animal, and hyper aggressive when they shed their skin/grow larger. And most importantly it is said they like and horde shiny things.

Murgar: Legend has it that a Forest Dragons shed scales can be ground up and prepared can be used to grant divinatory powers.

[shaidar]

Arngeir perks up even more

"Drake? Good challenge for worthy warrior to prove themselves. We track to lair, lay trap, kill and gain treasure!"

He grins, obviously very taken with the idea.