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epsilon sits back and relaxes.

Strom will find a relatively comfortable place to sit and rest for a bit. His sword is out and within reach but he need to catch his second wind before taking a more active sentry duty.

Shannigans says that he will stay awake and help the cook with anything he may need but anyone who is paying attention soon finds the halfling fast asleep, overcome by the days activities.

Ewell will remove the minimilist amount of armor he can in order to comfortably rest; his sword in hand ready to protect the weak among them.

The group settles into a spot at the base of the cliff. Not wanting to expose themselves to any undue risk, those in heavy armors remove as little of their protection as possible in order to retain some level of protection while still allowing themselves to rest comfortably. As the group settles in and begins to truly relax, the faint sound of the waterfall far to the north serves in equal part soothing sound and reminder of your general location.

The chef, true to his word, begins foraging for useful ingredients. Initially, Shannigans said that he will stay awake to assist the cook but quickly finds himself fast asleep, overcome by the days activities.

For Fimmion only:

Satisfied with ingredients found during his careful watch of the area, Fimmion returns to the camp in hopes of getting something tasty started up. No sooner did he reach the camp, a flash of light is reflected upon metal, high above the group near the cliff's edge. After squinting, the cook is quick to realize that it is a goblin descending by rope. "Everyone, we have some company above us, a goblin by the looks of it!" The cook points towards the figure descending down the rope, clad in metal. He then rushes towards it, and will act accordingly if no one is ready by then.

Now that this is public knowledge, can Fimmion tell how far up the descending goblin is? (in terms of feet or yards if you can, thanks!)

is he close enough for epsilon to fire a bullet from his sling?

wolfpack wrote:is he close enough for epsilon to fire a bullet from his sling?

The creature is just over 20 feet away from the group; approximately 20 feet above the party and a few feet north. On its current path, the pest will almost be landing directly above you any second.

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It sounds like we're going to need an initiative roll.

Initiative [1d10] = 3

Well, seems how I am the first one to act and spot the thing, I assume I am closest to it by now. The cook will drop his sack of ingredients, fan out his hands and perform burning hands on the goblin and rope. (Sorry Grimnail, let's just hope your a heavy sleeper! )

[1d3+4] = 1+4 = 5

With its casting time of 1, no other actions can happen before this... I'll resolve.

The cook will drop his sack of ingredients, fan out his hands and perform burning hands on the goblin and rope, setting the rope afire and the crispy critter tumbling to the ground, very dead (while this should probably be split amongst the whole group, I'll award the full 15xp to Fimmion for his first kill.

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A helmed human head is spotted peering over the side of the cliff from above.

O'rek dons any armor that he removed to rest and gets ready for a fight.... again.

I'm assuming he has not rested enough for any spell recovery?

Ewell likewise puts on his armor.

Strom readies himself in a hurry and shouts to the others. The advantage of the high ground makes this spot undefendable. Let us move away from the cliff face before we become a target to ranged attacks.

Kaltar dons his armour as quickly as possible
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saalaria wrote:Woohoo - my 1000th post on my 40th birthday

Nice. Welcome, Ranger Knight.

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