Spingtime in the Endworld Mountains...
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Luckily, the bear only struck two of your party. Herrick and Andromedus' injuries are deep, multiple cuts that are bleeding freely when Kalagar starts his work. The shifter applies his craft well, and the two are soon well cleaned and bandaged.
Smith and Eniallis move through the clearing and into the woods beyond. The large beast's tracks are easy enough to follow in the moist, spring earth. For quite some time they head into the woods. Eventually, the trail disapates as it moves up onto rockier ground, and the pair are left standing at the base of a large rock cliff, having found nothing more than scat and the furry scattered remains of one of the beast's meals.
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"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
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Kalagar attends first to the gravely injured Goblin warlock. He sees that his own bandages will work in the long run a devine healing is not out of the ordinary. He prays this time to Olindra of the host, calling upon her healing blessings He Works first on Andromedus A soft yellow nimbus incaseing them both and healing the wouldbe goblin warior.
Next he turns his blessings to Herrick the skilled soldier sees to be in less dire straights but still could benifit from olindra's blessings, and Kalagar calls for them mending his wounds too, checking to see that the other s are all set he sits down and looks through his pack for a tasty snack.
Next he turns his blessings to Herrick the skilled soldier sees to be in less dire straights but still could benifit from olindra's blessings, and Kalagar calls for them mending his wounds too, checking to see that the other s are all set he sits down and looks through his pack for a tasty snack.
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The healing magics of the soveriegn host are gladly recieved. The soft glow is at once invigorating and soothing, as the deeper tissues grow back together, leaving only a portion of the wound behind. Still, long deep scabs remain on both Herrick and Andromedus.
The claw that Herrick collects as trophy is about the size of a dagger, without the hilt, and one of many on each paw. No wonder the gashes went so deep.
The claw that Herrick collects as trophy is about the size of a dagger, without the hilt, and one of many on each paw. No wonder the gashes went so deep.
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Herick, (Only one 'R' thank you) thanks the priest for his healing blessings and then tuck the bear claw away in his pack. "Once Smith and the others return we need to move out. Get yourselves ready, and lets move on, those missing might need us at anymoment, time is of the essense." Herick helps anyone else with whatever else they might need to do and then makes his way back to the main trail. "Scout!" He shouts like he's still in the army, "Recon the trail!" He turns looking back at the others and then remembers himself, and shakes his head, "Sorry about that..." a smile spreads on his face. "Someone want to scout the trail out like before?"
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
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Andromedus begins scouting up the trail while Smith and the psion, Eniallis, return from their dead-end. From here the path rises steeply toward the mountain pass, up a rugged series of rocky switchbacks. The sun is high in the sky, but, already on its way down toward the western peaks. The party knows from experience, that this part of the road will take half a day at least, with no true camp sites along this steep portion. It has been a full day, and while no one is exhausted, everyone can feel the miles on their legs.
Andromedus meets the rest of the party on the trail and reports their position. The traditional campsite lies at the base of the switchbacks, sheltered by an old grove of trees, with soft pine nettle beds spread out among them.
Andromedus meets the rest of the party on the trail and reports their position. The traditional campsite lies at the base of the switchbacks, sheltered by an old grove of trees, with soft pine nettle beds spread out among them.
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Re: Spingtime in the Endworld Mountains...
"The campsite is near by is it not? We shall rest there, and continue on in the morning. We have no hope if we push on blindly in the dark. It will do no one any good if we get ourselves hurt or killed. I for one could use a rest, that bear took a lot out of me." Herick will make sure the group heads to the traditional campsite area. He keeps his bow out just in case, and expects that once there they can scout for clues, set up camp, set watches, and tend to the wounded a bit more before leaving at first light the next day.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring