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"Hmm, perhaps we should take a look over some of these parchments and scribblings. It may be that we can find a thread of conversations that reveal certain frustrations...or darker thoughts hastily written down..." But how many random scraps of daily notes or mundane tallies of this or that will we have to sift through? The Half-Elf dreaded the idea of staring at countless scraps of paper, but the possibility of a secret note carelessly left out was too alluring to pass up.

The open field provided a meager amount of wood, but the group seemed determined to find as much as their arms could carry. Deamiss surprised everyone with a simple dish with more flavor than expected, a nice reprieve from the cooler winds blowing near their campsite. The old man must have had some spices hidden up his sleeve. As the evening discussion turns to overnight watch, Girgadan volunteers to go first. "On that note, I'll take the last shift of the night. That whole 'early to bed, early to rise' saying," Rhaegalt says with a wink.

 

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Old Aug 26th, 2022, 04:28 PM
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Bill turns to regard the distant fires once Girgaden points them out. Fully engaged with his meal, Bill entirely missed them on his own. "I've read multiple accounts of successful expeditions," reports the erstwhile student between bites. "I suppose the unsuccessful ones don't tend to leave as much of a record. I've studied them, and practiced as well I can, but the reports tend to disregard some fundamental practical concerns. Important as those details may be, I guess they just don't make for a very compelling story. In any case, the reality of the adventuring life is, well, complicated. You just let me know how I can help,” he offers after Girgaden and Rhaegalt claim their shifts.

Bill points to Qijon’s prosthetic. “I’m surprised you participate at all in this kind of thing,” he clumsily tells the elf. “Though you do move around much better than I would expect. Did that happen on an expedition, like this?”

 

 

 
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Deamiss continue to eat his rabbit part, then clean some bones meticulously, nodding about at every thing all around him with some growling sound coming from his massive body.

Then in a silent moment , Deamiss turn his head toward his white spider on his shoulder …:

“ want to talk Fluffy… ? euh… hmmm Mmm mmM … yeah… Deamiss like to tell you what Fluffy has in mind.”

He turn his awkward big round eye toward the Father

“…She ask … if you got someone with who your are not in a good mindset and never will be … who’s gonna be … ?



“… and … a second question … who do you think that, for him, you will never be his best friend ?



He turn again toward his little white furr familiar

“ it’s a good one … Deamiss understand where your are going with those …”



He muffle a more silently reflexion to fluffy… but not Fumble a 1 in the persuasion roll bellow … lol… so I got to add the next line silence enuff to not be heard by every one
”… No Fluffy Deamiss not gonna backstab him to reveal that information like in the old time, it was by accident…”



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After finishing setting up camp, accepting a portion of the rabbit Deamiss prepared with a soft "Thank you", Qijon took a seat by the fire and started pouring through his notes, making adjustments and additional entries here and there. Only paying slight attention to the rest of the conversation, he was startled when Bill addressed him directly.

Looking up as if he only just now noticed he was not alone at the fire, Qijon blinked and mentally let the question run by once again. "Oh, ehm, this?" he knocks on one of his false legs, and smiles slightly. "Yeah, err, I do not really have a choice. I have to earn my pay one way or the other and, eh, I also made my way to Westhaven with them." Fumbling for words, he continues: "It sort of happened, well...not exactly like this, it was more a, ehm, a workshop ah...accident. Yes, something like that." he finishes lamely. He makes a conscious effort to close his notebook and turns more towards the rest of the party.

"We were talking about setting up a guard schedule, right? I do not need much sleep, really. I could take a significant portion of the night. That has always been a blessing for my work." He waves his hand towards his notebook. "As a matter of fact, I have been working on a better sort of prosthesis than these graceless and ungainly things. I just really need a proper workshop to work on and prototype some designs." He gazes longingly in the middle distance for a bit, then snaps back to the here and now.

"In any case, this mission comes first. We shall be arriving at the Abbey tomorrow, correct, Brother Olin? I do agree with Rhaegalt; we should take some time to go over the notes we can get." Turning to question Brother Olin again, he asks: "Are all these notes gathered somewhere? Even the small ones? Or does everyone keep their own administration? I do not believe we would find much in the minutiae of the day to day schedule, but perhaps in the smaller, personal notes. I would like to volunteer myself to examine those as well."

 
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Brother Olin said little while the party talked, working out a watch rotation as they ate. He nodded to Rhaegalt and Qijon. "If we rise at dawn, we should make Highpass before noon. Our writings may well be of use; every duty station has a log book, and we all have our personal notebooks as well."

Olin wrapped himself in a thick blanket and settled in against the outcrop, with all but Girgadan joining him in a loose circle around the fire. Girgadan took the first watch. Moonlight turned the broad meadows from green and brown to silver-grey, and the half-orc found himself with little to look at but the stars above, scraps of cloud scudding overhead crossing the moon, and the heath rippling in the inconstant breeze. A campfire far to the northeast slowly dimmed and went dark, reminding him to feed a few small branches to their own. He roused Qijon from his trance when the moon had crossed a quarter of the sky and took the elf's place by the coals.

Qijon watched as the clouds grew more frequent and denser, outlined by moonlight above, their shadows tracking across the meadow as moving patches of darkness on the silver heath. Another fire at least a mile off to the east dimmed to invisibility. He woke Bill when the moon was high.

Elf and Orog watched together in the dead of night. A solid bank of clouds rolled over the valley, carrying a fitful spatter of rain with it and a broad band of shadow below before passing over west to east. The nearby heath returned to silver from black as the shadow rolled away, crossing the path, and Qijon thought that there was, just perhaps, a trail of crushed heather that hadn't been there before...

Before he could signal to Bill, a broad-shouldered thick-necked silhouette rose from the meadow and dropped. A shaft hissed past Qijon and shattered against the outcrop with a sharp crack of stone on stone.


OODMRoll initiative! Qijon and Bill are awake and can act before the archer if they match or beat a 3. Everyone else is still asleep.

No map for this encounter since it's on wide open ground. Except where clouds are passing over, visibility conditions are dim light from moonlight.

The archer is 240 feet away. It has partial cover from the heather while crouching, no cover if it stands to shoot.
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"The Vault of the Sages? That must have been quite the interesting environment to reside." Qijon had just woken Bill and reseated himself by the fire. Trying for some conversation, he continues in a low voice: "I must confess, I have not had the opportunity to travel much beyond my village, yet. Even though, I have never heard about or seen any member of your kin. Forgive me for asking, but how did you come to be in the Vault? At first glance, one might assume you to have been employed as muscle, as a security guard, but I get the feeling you were more than that, correct?"

After a while, Qijon gets the feeling something had changed in the environment. But just as he's about to inform Bill and maybe examine it further, he hears something moving past his face, striking the stone right behind him. He screams.

He wanted it to be a fierce battlecry, something to rouse and rally his companions to battle, something to impress friend and foe alike. But that's not how it comes out.

Before tonight, Qijon had never really taken part in an actual battle. Sure, there have been threats, a small scuffle here and there. You can't travel these days without at least some exposure. But having just experienced such a casual attempt on his life and having the time and mental faculties present to process how close he just came to getting hurt again dwarfed all previous experiences. He panics.

"HELP!-We're-under-attack-everyone-wake-up-HELP!" he wails, grabbing a thin rod from his belt and aiming it wildly at the figure that just ducked back into the grass. He activates the device and a small burst of flame Casting Fire Bolt, 60ft rangespits out of the tube, streaking over the grass, but fizzling out before it even gets close. He throws himself down into the heather, trying to become a small a target as possible.

 
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"Hm," Bill approves, watching Qijon's maneuver. "For the best, I suppose. I'll get started on this while you wake the others." The big "man" charges directly toward the archer as he draws a javelin.

OOCLooking to draw fire, devoted tank that he is.

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With a slight grunt the Barbarian wakes up not sure what was more odd the arrow on a quite night or Qijon's call to arms. At least the wild fire arrow thingy would help their foes feel more over confident and the sound of 'Bill' rushing off would provide easy bait and an easy way to spot their attackers.

"Well there goes my beauty sleep. Too soon to say how many and where I guess"
Girg rolls over onto his front, creeps to the edge of the grass near where Bill ran off and readies his weapons.

Reminds of the days with the clan lads, much waiting with short bursts of screaming and blood. Hope its not Goblins again. - he glances back at the remnants of the fire just in case there's any rabbit left but no such luck.

"Looks like the next meal is at the Abbey then" and he starts to scan the grasses for any one foolish enough to have a pop at Bill




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The artificer's shout rouses the others, who roll out of their blankets as Qijon and Bill take off through the heather, Qijon launching a spark that sizzles across the meadow before flaming out, Bill pounding through the waving grass at a dead run. Brother Olin stays low, crawling across the outcrop to pick up the fletched stub of the shattered arrow. He mutters "Gnollish craftwork."

The archer rises again, the dim moonlight confirming the monk's guess; Bill and Qijon make out the lanky form and ragged ears of a gnoll. It hesitates, peering past Bill as if looking for something and not finding it, then looses another shot that again shatters on the stone, this time several feet above Olin. The others rise and the archer suddenly doesn't seem to like the odds, backpedaling a few steps before again dropping to the ground.


OODMEveryone is up! The archer is prone with partial cover 255 feet away from the camp, 225 feet from Qijon, 195 feet from Bill.
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"Huh" the Barbarian overhears Olin mention something about the Gnolls "You got anything more to add to that comment? Like how many could be out there and how they hunt?"

Girgadan had never battler Gnolls before and although it was always interesting to fight someone new he didn't enjoy being unprepared. "So do we need to go chase them or will they come to us? Do I need to stay here with you?"

He hadn't taken his eye off Bill but the archer was too far away for anything the Barbarian could do. Until he knew more about these 'Gnolls' he thought it prudent to keep an eye on Olin. Be good to see how this bunch handle a fight... - the Half-orc smirks but its too dark for anyone to see ... especially fluffy



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Bill continues to gallop toward the enemy, huffing and thundering like charging horse. Pleasantly surprised that he hasn't felt an arrow hit yet, he's tempted to try his javelin, but that's just his nerves; he knows he isn't nearly close enough yet.

Battle ActionsRelevant skills and statuses: Heavy Armor Master
Initiative: 10
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Lying face-down in the tall plant growth, Qijon quietly reprimands himself: "Come one! This is not like last time. It's just an arrow. Don't be daft and use your brain for Gond's sake!" He gets up, putting his metal tube away.

Looking around he sees Bill running in the direction of the shooter. The elf grabs his crossbow and starts to follow, trying to get a direct line of sight on where he last saw the shots coming from. He crouches, waiting for a target, any target, to stick up its head, before letting a bolt fly.

 
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Deamiss Look at the distance where Bill was directing , he then turn toward Brother Olin on the ground and telling about Gnollish artwork. HE analyse evryone behavior ...

"Deamiss Say it'S obiously a trap ... GNoll dont sHoot alone, a bunch of humanoid without having a plan group ... the're dumb, but not as us running amok ... ther's more hidden somewhere ... Deamiss dream about this...beware... stay in group... and lets Deamiss scramble death for you"

"Mmmm ... anyway..."


To proteck Olin, he light off, with his feet, the rest of the fire that was giving too much light to the ambusher, while getting out his longbow.

he put his shield over Olin

"Deamiss SHield protect you "

He let his quaterstaff with his backpack but put his ax on his belt

Then Deamiss move to follow the runner, and disavantage over 150' roll with init : 12 to hit 9 dmg if hitready arrow to shoot as soon as he see something move at the distance



 
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Hearing the Elf's shriek, Rhaegalt bolts up from his bedroll. "What? I'm up, I'm up," nearly stumbling to stand up. Seeing Olin flinch as another arrow breaks upon the rocks, Rhaegalt grabs his Shield, and then produced his Rapier, to stand and deliver over the monk.

But as the party begins to split, 2 running off and 2 others protecting Olin, the Half-Elf is torn on what to do. Discussion of multiple enemies raises concern of where the bulk would attack. "Should I stay or should I go now?"

 

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With a clatter of weapons, the woken sleepers ready themselves. Olin stays down and gratefully accepts the shelter of Deamiss's shield, replying to the group from behind it. "Unusual. Deamiss is correct, gnolls prefer to hunt in packs and surround their prey up close. I've never seen one alone, though there should never be any at all south of Highpass by night."

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Bill closes the distance to the archer, Qijon advances behind, and all ready weapons. Far past the crouching gnoll archer, Bill sees three figures carrying shortbows emerge from the shadow of a cloud, all walking in the kind of widely spaced line hunters use to flush game. The gnoll stands, Qijon and Deamiss loose their arrows, and the three distant raise shortbows and fire as well. All five shafts go astray, disappearing into the heather well short or wide of the crouching gnoll. The gnoll glances back at the hunters, lets out a resounding howl, and drops its longbow as it runs a few steps toward Bill before diving back into the low meadow grasses.

Seeing two of their companions nearing the gnoll and knowing that more may be close, Girgadan and Rhaegalt find themselves torn by the clash of possibilities. Olin replies in a steady voice. "Do as your conscience guides you. My first duty is to survive and return to the Abbey. However, if one gets into the camp, I feel I can give a good accounting of myself."


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The gnoll archer is prone with partial cover 240 feet away from the camp, 195 feet from Qijon, 120 feet from Bill. The three hunters are roughly 300 feet past the gnoll, spaced about 50 feet apart.
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