Its meta AF atm, but the last thread is sooooo stale. The Game surprisingly continues! Infernius is borderline suicidal with a stalker, Trump and Tracy finally got engaged, Torcuil is in hiding, Norfilly is eating candy, Taylor is getting praise and adoration, Alex is a statue, Yak Lee is the surprise contender in the Fight Club,... yeah so stuff.
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>>27810>>27811Nothing apparent aside from bugs and the occasional wee lizard. As the ground becomes increasingly moist and the surroundings increasingly less hospitable, the trail is harder to determine, as its not a straight path but makes many curves and turns at various points.
>>27812*sniffs air*
Can she make out anything with her scent?
>>27812Trumpaladin checks now if there are shortcuts through the trail, or if the trail is intraversable by horse or foot
>>27813Nothing immediate, its a miasma of smells. Some flora, some fauna, some wtfe.
>>27814Are you talking about Tracy, or are you talking about the Generals? The area is quickly becoming inhospitable to normal horses.
>>27815The generals.
If by any means at all possible, Trumpaladin communicates the following to Fae
"Path off of the main logging rode, partly disguised, find it and follow it. Single file line towards swamp. Have the men leave their horses there. Tell them have weapons drawn and be ready, look for danger. If you are ambushed, you'll have to fight it out, and call me."
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>>27814[frustrated monster noises]
"Flashy, this place would be a royal pain in the ass to move in, normally. I think you should give up on bringing more horses through here, even the hoo-mans are going to have a hard time. I know from exerience that a place like this is perfect for ambushes too.."
>>27817"I am aware on both points. Keep scouting ahead, unless you want us to go back and join the main force now"
[1d20 = 16]
Search check
Try to see where the Tracks might lead.
>>27816Technically having an empathic link with Fae (cuz mount) communicated.
The tracks appear to curve around the edge of a large bog. The ground - though moist - appears fairly well traveled both along the perimeter and leading to and from it. It seems that a variety of life uses this bog for a variety of purposes.
[1d20 = 17]>>27820Inspects ground to take a catalog of the local game/wildlife.
What kind of tracks are there other than troll prints? Anything of significance?
>>27822There's part of a dead fish stuck in the ground, but otherwise nothing discernable
>>27823Check dead fish. Is it something that could have been lifted out of the big by a bird? Could it have been left there from higher water levels? Or is it so big or from so far away something else must have dragged it out?
[1d20 = 19]>>27823Alright.
What about the surrounding area? Are there any tall trees surrounding the place, or is it mostly open?
Either way, look more closely to determine where the trolls have gone.
>>27824Its only part of a fish, and its rotten AF, but it appears to have come from nearby, possibly even the bog that you're near. You're welcome to check, but ew.
>>27825There are sparse, mossy covered trees, many of which have observable rot or decay, though some seem pretty solid. The area is more clear to the south-west, suggesting that it would be more hospitable to bipeds.
>>27826How deep does the bog seem? Could it house harge creatures?
Anyway, advance South West, all senses focused.
>>27826Communicate to Fae
"Continue following path around bog. Have men switch from melee to ranged weapon. Listen and look for hidden danger."
>>27827Its thick, there's no determining its depth without wading in.
>hargeI missed that until your correction
Upon passing and walking away from the bog, the ground slowly begins to thicken and dry. Its still mostly overgrown, but with the increasing stability the trail becomes more apparent and discernable.
[1d20 = 2]
*Continues SouthWest, looking for clearer Tracks*
Rolling to Spot nearby creatures.
>>27831Communicate to Fae:
"Bog opens up to dry land down to the southwest. We passed through with no encounters, but keep a sharp eye. Proceed to southwest around bog"
>>27833How far behind Trump and Tracy are the Generals ooc?
Bug sounds decrease (but never cease) as along the path there appear to be edifices. Nothing particularly well-refined, but sticks tied to sticks, and the occasional hanging-mass (moss, sticks, and,... stuff?).
>>27832>how far behind are the GeneralsI am not sure.
Trumpaladin examines the evident structures
>>27832Consciously move in stealth.
Any creatures ahead? How many?
>>27836mean for
>>27834May as well roll Spot again.
>>27838There is noise detectable in the distance, but its too far to determine its source or nature
>>27835They are semi-tribal in nature, without any apparent sociological structure, much like pic related (except covered in moss and have been there for a minute)
[1d20 = 9]
"Tracy, please proceed towards the noise"
Spot check
>>27840Can see silhouettes darting around in the distance, minimally animated
(I'm assuming Trump is riding, so where she goes he goes)
[1d20+5 = 23]>>27839Approach closer carefully to inspect the plausible purpose of said structures
>>27840*ears perk at sound*
Rotate hoers ears like satellite dishes and hone in on the sound
Listen check
"On it, Flashy"
Advance towards it, quickly but carefully.
Empathic Link to Tracy
>"Tracy! I see what appear to be persons in the distance"
Where are these sillohettes? In trees? What is the flora like?
[1d20+5 = 11]>>27843Tracy has Low-light Vision and Darkvision: Can she see what went by after he points it out?
*eyes narrow*
[predatory hoers noises]
Spot Check
>>27843You know, ferns and trees and brush and shit. Its the edge of a swamp, with moss and lots of overgrown-greenery.
Brown is bog
praise be, Blue is current location. Its more lit than previous areas (less tree overgrowth). With Tracy and Trump's gradual and elevated approach (no contact with ground means uber-silent) they are able to determine that this is a(the) troll encampment. A central fire cooks otherwise spoiled meat, spare weapons (crude javelins and throwing axes and clubs) adorn a rack nearby, sounds of other trolls can be heard from further on.
>>27846Communicate to Fae
"Troll encampment located. Southwest of swamp in marshy area. Assume battle formations when ground permits. Tight, because expecting melee opponents rather than ranged, mounted, or artillery. Prepare ranged weapons. Some of the trolls appear to be out of the camp, so please keep an eye out for possible attack"
[1d20 = 5]>>27846Tracy focuses her senses to determine how many trolls there are (what do I roll to count?)
[1d20 = 11]
Trumpaladin does spot check for number and location of trolls
Also, what are they cooking?
>>27848>>27849There's about 10 of them, and they seem non-combative (internally domestic), with an occasional young-troll running in and out of the area playfully.
>>27850Its foul, but its nature is not determinable.
Empathic link to Tracy
>"The Men are out hunting. We need to look for them"
*takes a few steps back, to make sure they're hidden*
"So, what's the next step now, ~Flashy?"
>>27852>does not want to back-track, but does it anyway.How long will it take them to meet with the generals.
Also, what do the Trolls look/sound/act like?
>>27853*conflicted Paladin noises*
"Tracy... Do you think that it's possible that we killed all of the males three days ago? That maybe these 10 females and children are all that remains of the trolls? That maybe the food is spoiled because they are not receiving more, and these females may soon starve to death?"
>>27855Empathic Link
Fae> Holy fuck-shit! Alarm! Dragon! Generals are under attack!
>>27857>>27854"TRACY! RIDE TO THE GENERALS!"
Points direction
Female trolls are bigger than male trolls and easily capable of hunting. They'll eat eachother if they have to.>>27857>black dragon I knew this would happen
Tracy overhears the threesome in Trumpaladin's mind and Traces off back towards where theyt came at full speed.
>>27857To Fae
"On my way. Attack it yourself. Have men split up. Make them shoot at it. Take cover if possible