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DM:

Brightly cloaked Sligg gave his final breath and it was his death rattle. And then the forest was quiet again. As if nothing had ever happened.

The group resumed its progress through the eerily silent woods on the empty, forlorn caravan track east to Briarsgate.
The rain abated but the mist remained.
Insubstantial shadows and ethereal visions that manifested in the fog...
...dissolved upon closer inspection; a trick of the mind that added to the palpable sensation of a ghostly twilight dreamscape of subconscious nightmare, rather than any earthly realm the adventurers had ever known.
The rest of the day passed without incident. One night and one more day, and they would reach Briarsgate.
The sun remained unseen, but the darkness was growing.
It would be a full moon tonight. The harvest moon.
The temperature dropped and the fog worsened, reducing visibility below 60 feet. Torches or lanterns would soon be needed.
The trail continued due east before them, and due west behind them. To the north and south were thick trees and mist.
The group began to consider when and where to stop and make camp for the night.

Actions?


Status:
Elden Vodarte, Human Ranger 2: AC 3, HP 20/20
The Grey Mouser, Half-Elf Magic-User/Thief 1/2: AC 4(5), HP 10/10
Grothnak Uthglukh, Half-Orc Fighter 2: AC 4, HP 15/17
Hoom Feethos, Elven Magic-User/Thief 1/2: AC 3, HP 5/8
Ingrid Esthof, Human Cleric 2: AC 3(1), HP 7/12
Long Bo, Human Druid 2: AC 6, HP 15/15
Pelias Blanchflower, Human Paladin 1: AC 2, HP 11/11
Telkis Brassfang, Gnome Fighter 2: AC 0, HP 19/19

Bo has Sephus fly around in and above the trees canopy before deciding on a place to camp.

He then addresses Hoom and Ingrid.

If you are in need, I can help with your wounds a little before the night is through. Please do remind an old man though, my memory is not what it used to be I'm afraid.

Eldon, do you see a suitable spot to camp for the evening or do you think we should travel on from here?

Elden Vodarte, Ranger

Vodarte's eyes flash distrustfully among the hazy wood. He raises his arm, and the red hawk Milah returns, claming her claws upon his glove.

"Let me scout a bit. When we do make camp, I insist on taking the first watch," he says.

What do you all think--find somewhere low or higher ground? If we head uphill the fog clears for us, but our light would likely be more visible.

Inferno, what does Vodarte's ranger experience say about this particular spot to make camp? I am assuming that "Is it safe?" is a useless question--Vodarte knows better than that

Grey Mouser chews some beef jerky and canters his horse about. The mists remind him of Lankhmar's night fog.

"Let's watch in teams of two," suggests Grothnak. "Better odds if attacked. We have four who can see in the dark. If we pair each with someone dark-blind, we reduce need for light."

A possible watch shedule:

1. Elden & Mouser
2. Grothnak & Pelias
3. Telkis & Ingrid
4. Long Bo & Hoom

Telkis Brassfang, Gnome Warrior

Once Vodarte has chosen a suitable camping spot, Telkis digs his hand axe out of the saddlebag and gathers wood for a small fire. And though he's somehow not expecting to see any, given the general silence, he'll keep an eye out for any badgers or moles to have a chat with about current events in this part of the woods. He'll also have his bow handy in case any game presents itself.

Hoom Feethos (MU/T):

"Thank you Bo. I would normally would say that I just need a good night sleep. That I should be fine in the morning, but with all this traveling I could some help. Once we make camp I will remind you of your offer."

Ingrid Esthof, cleric

OGRE MAGE wrote:He then addresses Hoom and Ingrid.
If you are in need, I can help with your wounds a little before the night is through. Please do remind an old man though, my memory is not what it used to be I'm afraid.

The figure of the druid is in a great contrast with the trees of Dim Forest. It's the two sides of the same coin: Bo is the secure, nurturing side of nature, while the local forest is the chaotic, twisted twin.

"Hoom is in greater need than me," says Ingrid. Her wounds aren't light either, but she hopes that she'll recover some strength during the night.

Just in case, she examines any food gathered in the woods and water taken from the stream, and calls Trithereon's blessing upon them - better die from a goblin's arrow than, hmm, diarrhea...
(Purify Food & Drink)

If Grothnak's night watch schedule is approved (Ingrid doesn't object, she tries hard to overcome her bias against the bloodthirsty fighter, Telkis), she warms up some food by the fireplace, feeds her horse, then goes to sleep early.

Pelias, touched by Ingrid's selflessness, takes a seat next to her. "Heironeus has blessed me with modest powers. I shall tend to your wounds, as you often do so for others."

He lays one hand on Ingrid, holds his prayer beads in another, and administers to her wounds. Should be 2 hp healed.

Ingrid Esthof, cleric

"Thanks you," says Ingrid to Pelias. The paladin will probably understand, that these words are sufficient.


And the dice rolls: Save vs. Int (12): [6d6] = 18, [5d6] = 14, [4d6] = 11, [3d6] = 4

Hoom Feethos (MU/T):

Bo
Int 9 [6d6] = 19 [5d6] = 18 [4d6] = 14 [3d6] = 11 Failed on all 4 rolls?

Elden Vodarte
Save vs. Int: [6d6] = 20, [5d6] = 15, [4d6] = 10, [3d6] = 13

DM: The mysterious forest was cloaked in a ghostly shroud of fog.
At the midpoint of the journey through the chilling nether-realm of the Dim Forest, darkness slowly reclaimed the woods. The harvest moon gave the etheric mist an eerie glow and the illusion of bright, intangible solidity.

Vodarte scouted among the trees for a camp site. Eventually, he found one that would serve and shouted back to the group.

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