Session 0

"Then let us make haste. It is not for me to carouse and fall prey to drunkeness. Such things are folly among my people. Let us be gone from here," says Oki. He says farewell to their hosts and says a simple but solemn prayer, "Though the dust of your fires may wash from our feet, you memory may yet remain. Powers that be, we bless you." With that, he turns his back and begins to leave.

Willow says as he buzzes near his shoulder as always, Your getting to be poetic Oki

Willow will fly up and buzz over there to get a better look at them. Willow isn't trying to sneaky or sly. He just fly close enough to make them out.

"Jabber, if we've spotted them, they've most likely have spotted us. I suggest we keep our pace till we are close enough to gage their intentions. What say you friend?"

Jabber blurts out, "Uh, okay. If you think so. I mean, usually I like to hide until a group passes by. But that's when I'm by myself. I'm sure nobody would want to mess with you. Right, Oki?", and then takes a step back to partially hide behind the massive frame of the sasquatch. His right hand shakes a bit as he slowly unties the leather sling from his belt, and his left hand hovers near a pouch, ready to retrieve a stone if necessary.

Jabber tries to visually pick out any information that he can about the approaching group. How many are there? Are they armed?

Willow notes the fire arm would be very painful and he is well in their fire range.

He hails them back ask, Are you a patrol? You look mighty dangerous. while keeping out of sword range.

You sounds as if they have done you wrong. I be Willow. I will tell my friends that you are to pass freely. Willow buzzies back to the party to let them know what he knows now.

Jabber looks up at Willow as he returns and says, "Oh, so they're friendly? Whew! Okay, good. Cuz they sure didn't look friendly. Well not at first anyway. Although, it is hard to tell sometimes. This one time, I was in the woods, all by myself, and I saw what looked like a friendly, little mouse, and when I bent down to give him a a little piece of food, he JUMPED up and tried to bite me in the neck! I was like, 'Hey! Stop that! I'm not food!' but I don't think he understood me. So I just left."

After a few moments of babbling, Jabber turns to Oki and Willow and says, "So, do you think we should give them a hand with their Hoop problem? I haven't met any Hoops yet. They can't all be that bad, right?"

Willow doesn't like the idea of killer rabbits. They have too big of teeth normally. We are lucky not to see them yet. Looks like this road might safe for a while now.

"Aye, but don't count on it. These "hoops" might be clever."