Aug 19, 2016 12:45 pm
Gazam seems down right eager to get going. He grins toothily and watches the scroll change hands. "Newcomers," he thinks. "You don't need paper to walk through the Barrens."
Allyk, Gazam, Meridia, & Mul'Zeb
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Aug 19, 2016 12:55 pm
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Oops. That was on another thread.
Aug 21, 2016 4:45 am
Mul'Zeb holds his totem in his hand, silently thanking the Loa for such luck. Once finished, he shifts to adjust the pack he carries on his shoulder. He looks to Gazam. "Aye, so now we all be goin' to Ashenvale after dis mage. Da spirits be smilin' on us, my friend." He turns more toward the group and spreads his hands out in an open gesture. "So? Which way we be headin'?"
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Totally cool with getting this show on the road.Last edited August 21, 2016 4:47 am
Aug 23, 2016 12:07 am
Allyk absently places a hand on her chest, checking to make sure that his most precious item is still safely in place. Puffing out a thin stream of smoke, he looks at the group "Count my vote as for whichever direction leads me to further away from the Forsaken" a brief pause "Those fellas give me the heebie-jeebies"
Aug 24, 2016 5:36 pm
As the group heads into the dry, rocky landscape of Durotar, Gazam's desire to find the mage has him at the front of the group, Mul'Zeb and Meridia close behind, and Allyk trailing slightly. Instead of taking the longer but safer route through Razor Hill, the group takes a more direct path through the area. After only a few hours, the Southfury River comes into view. The occasional pack of wild boar scurry out of your way, but it's not until you get much matter to the water that you spot signs of trouble: Quilboar.
What appears to be a hunting party of 4 are preoccupied by a crocolisk they've tempted out of the river.
What appears to be a hunting party of 4 are preoccupied by a crocolisk they've tempted out of the river.
Aug 28, 2016 8:47 am
Looks like those four have bitten of more than they can chew, the Mage couldn't help but smirk at her own joke. I'm not feeling particularly altruistic, lets leave them to there potential fate.
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Aug 28, 2016 1:06 pm
Gazam watches the Quillboar, laughing at their impending misfortune. "Stupid quillboar, when boars so near, but maybe they dont eat cousins, ha. But croc is tasty."
He looks around. "We hit the Quillboar now, then croc bites them in butt. Quillboar sandwich."
He looks around. "We hit the Quillboar now, then croc bites them in butt. Quillboar sandwich."
Aug 30, 2016 1:06 am
Mul'Zeb lets a hand slide down to the hand axe at his hip. "Aye, dey be seemin' like easy targets but we not be wantin' to alert others dat may be nearby." He shades his eyes with his other hand and scans the area to check for other Quilboar in the area.
Rolls
Perception check for other Quilboar. - (1d20+2)
(10) + 2 = 12
Aug 30, 2016 1:50 am
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You see no other Quilboar around. During your discussion, the hunting group has successfully captured the crocolisk.Sep 2, 2016 11:23 pm
Their attention no longer focused on the hunt, the Quilboar gather their gear and the captured (now dead) crocolisk. They turn, walking toward you, oblivious to your presence - for now.
Sep 3, 2016 12:00 am
"They spotted you elf!" Gazam hunches lower, but prepares to cast a spell. Visions of a growing conflict echo in his mind. Orcs have run roughshod over this land, but the Quillboars have refused to make way. "They will learn", he mumbles maliciously.
Sep 3, 2016 12:03 am
Allyk slips his gun off of his shoulder, So I'm gonna guess that we won't be talking our way out of this one?
Sep 3, 2016 12:12 am
They haven't seen us yet, we could probably slip away with out them noticing... the Mage clearly eager to avoid a fight.
Sep 3, 2016 12:21 am
As the Quilboar approach, you notice there are many large rocks to block line of sight between you and the hunters, if you so choose. Otherwise, the are coming into the rocky area, straight to you.
Sep 6, 2016 12:43 am
I'd think that's prudent Allyk turns words to action as he starts to slip into the rocks trying to find a decent place to hide while still having a clear enough field of fire
Sep 6, 2016 1:20 pm
Gazam hears his companions slip away. He growls lightly to himself and follows them out of the path of the quillboars, ducking low to remain out of sight behind the broken rocky landscape.
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