Temp ADM Carla Lari's Perform d20+9=24, 1 means within range, 2 means out of range, Anuk d2=2, Flea d2=2, Gilan d2=2, Gry d2=1, Trellus d2=2 Wednesday December 1st, 2004 12:08:47 AM
The campfire sends sparks up into the velvet blue sky as the pack go through the motions of preparing for the night. Trellus assigns watches, but disregarding orders, Jake slips off with Adhara and the couple disappears into her tree! Intent on his carving, Gry doesn't notice the absence of the half-elf.
Tishe' moves away from the fire to better see the stars in the dark night. Hope restored by Mac's avowal that he and Tishe' 'are just friends' Lari takes out his pipes. Keeping a discreet distance between himself and the jittery mage, he plays a sweet, slightly melancholy tune hoping to predispose the woman to perceive his words and actions in a more favorable way. (Tishe, Mac and Gry - Will save vs DC 14 or be Charmed)
Gilan and Flea share childhood memories, some happy, some sad, while Anuk slumbers deeply.
The night passes uneventfully (for most). Jake slips out of the large oak tree during the last watch, just as the early morning sun restores color to the living things encamped around the great oak. The satyrs stretch and yawn rubbing their eyes along with the members of the Bloodpack. That is Querlie and Cosmo do. Lari looks a little haggard, for he has kept a protective vigil over Tishe' all night.
Poking at the embers of the fire with a stick, Cosmo enquires, "to the dwarves' farm then?"
Jake Wednesday December 1st, 2004 2:21:12 AM
Jake yawns and stretches, feeling like a million platinum. He goes over and cheerfully starts preparing a light breakfast of his spicy fried greens and some interesting juicy bugs he's been finding simply lying around this place. Who wouldn't eat this? he wonders, eyeing the juicy slugs being fried in the pan. Grilling in the juice, smelling great...he picks one particularly juicy one out and slurps it lightly. Much better than the weird food these forestdwellers eat. Especially with a pile of that spicy grass boiled in.
When breakfast is over, he cleans up the bowls and gathers up the stuff. "Dwarf city, here we come!"
Mac d20+2=4 Wednesday December 1st, 2004 4:48:11 AM
Lari... pipes... Lari is such a nice satyr! (Failed save by 10)
Come the morning, Mac practices his axemanship before joining in on any remnant breakfast.
"I'm still not sure why we didn't get there last night!" he replies to Cosmo with a scolding tone, but a broad smile on his face. "We'll move as soon as everyone is ready."
Trellus Wednesday December 1st, 2004 10:50:13 AM
The cleric wakes up and looks around in brief shock, until he remembers where he is.
"I'd never get used to all this," he mumbles.
Before doing anything else, Trellus makes his devotions to Domi.
"OK, Little Dude," he tells Cosmo. "To the dwarves."
3rd Level: Protection -- Protection from Energy (fire)*
4th Level: Protection -- Spell Immunity*
Tishe' d20+5=20 Wednesday December 1st, 2004 2:06:45 PM
Tishe' relaxes a little as Lari seems to not press his amorous advances. Instead, he plays his pipes, a nice soothing melody. (Will: 20), to be sure. Perhaps he will be content with his music as Tishe' herself is content with her weaving.
Waking in the morning, she meditates with her spellbooks and breaks her fast with the others. Oblivious of Lari's disheveled appearance, she nonetheless moves over to him with her hands behind her back.
"Thank you for weaving the music last night, and for being the night soil instead of a white hands last night." She looks away and then back at the small satyr. "For your hospitality and your pack, I'd like to give you something in return." And she hands Lari a small prayer pillow that she had in her hand. "You probably don't pick things like this too often. And with it you may remember there are others who are like you children of Mother Wold."
Abruptly, she turns on her heel and readies herself to travel to the dwarf farm.
Grymash d20+6=19 Wednesday December 1st, 2004 4:30:08 PM
The melody sounded sweet and first but quickly took a sour turn as it soon translated into noise due to his green gnomish-induced hangover. (Will save 19)
"Can ya put dat pipe away. There be people tryin' ta wax da brain pan here! Oh piggies dumps! Gry noggin gotta bug!"
Gilan Wednesday December 1st, 2004 10:20:29 PM
Gilan wakes early the next morning to go about his morning prayers. He takes his morning this fine day leaning against the dryad's tree. It gives him a calm and settling feling as he feels the solidity against his back.
His breakfast is eaten quick and finish within a short amount of time. "Yes this farm should be of some interest." He is soon ready to move out with the rest.
[Tiev aid other - (be able to hit AC 10) hit: ()]
[Zilia aid other - (be able to hit AC 10) hit: ()]
Flea Wednesday December 1st, 2004 11:53:38 PM
Flea will double check her pack and gear to make sure nothing is missing. She will look around to see if there are any leftovers from the night before, since Jake's fiery cuisine doesn't always agree with her.
When the satyr suggests the party move on, she silently shoulders her pack, and finds a place near the front of the line.
Temp ADM Carla Thursday December 2nd, 2004 12:13:58 AM
A cheery Jake volunteers to make breakfast, while a hung-over Grymash shows little tolerance for Lari's tune. Mac is a little more appreciative. Gilan draws some strength from the enormous oak, while the rest of the pack breaks camp.
The satyr with the goatee accepts Tishe's gift. Watching the mage walk away, Lari gently lifts the small pillow and presses it against his cheek. This time he leaves the spell-weaver alone.
The consensus is to make for the farm situated further down the valley. As the pack load up and strike out, they barely make it out of the range of the enormous canopy when a pitiful wail splits the air. Adhara materializes in front of her tree. There are tears streaming down her pretty face, and her golden hair is all disheveled. One strap of her flimsy gown slides down her arm as she reaches out towards the half-elf and cries out, "Dearest Jake,do not forsake me!"
Jake Thursday December 2nd, 2004 2:15:51 AM
Awww....Jake can't help but feel a burst of affection for the girl as she appears, whereas others might be embarassed by the public behavior. He steps forward and embraces her gently, running a hand through her silky hair smoothing it and soothingly shushing her. "Hey...hey...how could ah leave mah newest favorite thing in the world forever. Ya...you taught me all 'bout trees and stuff, and we had just about the best night ever. It's not lahk ah can just forget that." He grins and tilts her chin up to look down at her. "Ah'll be back, and with more stories ta tell ya, and who knows? Maybe ah'll find ya something nice and pretty from the dwarves. In the meantime, ah don't have much, but here, keep this." And with that, Jake takes a little necklace he once made (when he was a kid in one of those artsy classes that all the kids in Rattledam had to take under that whatsisname priest) out of string and neat crystal grass pieces. He always did like that art class. (Thought the necklace looked like rapke teeth) Jake gives her a gentle hug and a kiss that's guaranteed to curl her toes and then separates slowly from her. "It fits ya better than me."
Trellus d20=5 Thursday December 2nd, 2004 9:38:59 AM
Trellus rolls his eyes, but says nothing.
The odds of Jake ever making it back to this tree are only slightly worse than his remembering this encounter at all.
Untrained Bluff check - 5
Anuk Thursday December 2nd, 2004 10:11:14 AM
After preparing for the day's march, Anuk is all set to go when he hears Adhara's cry. He watches her distraught face as Jake attends to her and thinks to himself, "That could've been me she wanted."
After another moment, he thinks, "*whew*".
(spells: prepares entangle)
Tishe' Thursday December 2nd, 2004 3:11:11 PM
Watching the scene with Adhara and Jake makes the small woman nearly want to puke. Her little sister pined after a smooth-talking man like that and all it got her was tears and an empty life. And that Jake... "OH!"
A fuming Tishe' storms off in the direction they were going so as to be out of the range of the mewling and sweet nothings.
Gilan d20+7=15 d20+7=18 Thursday December 2nd, 2004 3:42:03 PM
Gilan moves off a little ways with the rest of the group till they are brought up short by Adhara. He shakes his head and looks to Trellus with that knowing look. "Great...another one." He turns and wanders over to a shrub to have a look at it while Jake makes a fool of himself.
When they finally do start moving again he will stay as near to Comso as possible like before to see if the satyr gives out anymore tips on the land. He does keep his eyes and ears open though as they travel...trouble could be very close (listen 15and spot 18).
[Tiev aid other - (be able to hit AC 10) hit: ()]
[Zilia aid other - (be able to hit AC 10) hit: ()]
Mac d20+5=24 d20+3=17 Thursday December 2nd, 2004 7:28:18 PM
The taur checks that Trellus and others have Jake's back, and then heads off after Tishe', trying to keep an eye on her without cramping her space too much. [Spot: 24, Move Silently (untrained): 17]
Flea Thursday December 2nd, 2004 11:36:32 PM
The gnome just shakes her head at Jake's antics. Nudging Grymash she whispers, nodding in the half-elf's direction, "guys like him have a dryad in every tree."
Temp ADM Carla Adhara's charisma roll vs. Jake d20+4=15 Friday December 3rd, 2004 12:00:51 AM
With varying degrees of admiration, amusement, and distain, the Bloodpack and the satyrs witness Jake's antics with Adhara.
Mac hovers protectively over Tishe' trying not to cramp her style, while some of the more vigilant take their bearings. It is another lovely day in the ancient forest. Birds sing in the distance, and bright shafts of light make their way to the forest floor through gaps in the canopy of leaves overhead.
The party makes it about 200 ft. down the narrow path, when there is a plaintive sound from behind,
If it takes forever I will wait for you. For a thousand summers I will wait for you. 'Til you're back beside me, 'til I'm holding you, 'til I hear you sigh here in my arms.
Anywhere you go, Every day remember how I love you so, In your heart believe what in my heart I know, That for evermore I'll wait for you.
Adhara will beckon to the half-elven fighter, encouraging him to return to her. (Jake Will Save DC 15 or be Charmed by Adhara. Charisma check DC 15 or be drawn back to the dryad.)
Jake d20+2=14 Friday December 3rd, 2004 2:09:04 AM
Jake looks back and...awww, he can't help it. "Hey, guys, go on ahead, I can catch up with you..." he says, then starts heading back to the tree, grinning.
Anuk d20+3=6 d20=10 Friday December 3rd, 2004 10:47:31 AM
Anuk trots back to where Jake is, wraps his own arm inside the crook of Jake's elbow and gently (er, weakly -- strength check 6)attempts to drag him back in the direction the pack is heading down the path.
"Jake, buddy...we need you with us. Who's gonna make uh...um...shady grubs and stuff for dinner tonight if you're not there?" (diplomacy 10)
Trellus d20+2=4 Friday December 3rd, 2004 2:21:08 PM Oh Light, Trellus mentally grumbles. "C'mon dude, we gotta go," he says to the fighter.
Like Anuk, he makes a grab for Jake. Like Anuk, he doesn't do a very good job. (Str check 4).
"Gry, could you grab Jake?" he calls. "We need to get weaving on this walk to the dwarves."
Gilan Friday December 3rd, 2004 3:14:32 PM
"Oh brother!!" He looks up from the bush to see what Jake is talking about and shakes his head. "Blasted dryads and their like for good looking men." He looks around at the rest of the group and shakes his head again.
He starts towards the dryad herself as the others try to restrain Jake. "Adhara...the use of your charm ability to keep him here is not right. If he truely loves you then he will come back to you." He doubts that his appeal will go very far with these fickle creatures, but at least he can try. Before he has to turn to more cruel methods. He glances towards the tree and shudders inside at the thought he just had...no he would not really do it but the threat might be enough.
Tishe' Friday December 3rd, 2004 4:08:43 PM
Stopping a little ways down the road, the small woman disgustedly looks back to where the others are through the trees and is surprised to see Mac nearby. Her anger drains out of her and she wearily sits on a hummock of grass. She pats the trunk of a tree nearby inviting the minotaur closer.
"I shouldn't have stormed off, then should I?" she asks him conversationally, her anger almost forgotten. "My mother always said I couldn't concentrate on even a good tantrum." She laughs weakly at herself. "Only thing I've been able to focus on has been magic and curiosity."
"Do minotaurs act similar to humans?"
Mac d20+2=20 Friday December 3rd, 2004 5:06:21 PM
Mac lopes over to the tree and sits down cross legged. "What a strange question." Mac muses for a moment on his understanding of 'act'. "Where I come from my extended family are the only minotaurs, so we meet people of most other races. Of them our behaviour might be closest to dwarves and humans, but I guess more different to each of them than they are different to each other." Mac looks, trying to guage from Tishe's face if he has come close to answering the question.
Flea d20+1=15 Saturday December 4th, 2004 4:33:30 PM
The gnome reaches out for Jake as he passes by and tries to hold him back from the dryad [Str=15]. "Leave her Jake, we must be on our way" she pleads with him.
Temp ADM Carla Sunday December 5th, 2004 10:11:43 PM
The Bloodpack's philanderer is charmed by Adhara's plea, however, as he makes his way back to the dryad's embrace, several of his pack mates reach out to stop him. Anuk, Trellus, and Flea all make a bid for the half-elf's sanity, and as a result, the spell is broken and Jake returns his attention to the task at hand.
Gilan entreats the provocative female to relinquish her hold on his friend, promising that if the fighter's love is true, there will be reconciliation in the future. The druid's appeal to the dryad's sense of morality strikes a cord, and the unhappy female remains silent, watching mournfully as the object of her affection is led beyond the 300 ft. radius of her range by his friends, towards where Mac and Tishe' wait.
The satyrs witness the turn of events, and then huddle in a quick conference. The normally quiet Qerlie steps in front of his brothers and announces, "Lari has decided to remain behind and offer consolation to our friend." The horned man with the legs of a goat, scuffs at the dirt with one hoof, "we feel partially to blame for the state of affairs, since we...ah...introduced you all." Cosmo steps forward, "if you stick to this trail, you should reach the farm before nightfall. With one such as him," the satyr points at Gilan, "I don't expect you to have many troubles. Just stay out of the rhus radicans and you should be okay."
Looking backwards along the trail party members will spot the comely dryad, flanked by three goat-men. Her hand gripping Jake's glass grass bauble at her neck.
(OOC: This is my last post as Temp ADM. Hope you enjoyed this bit of D&D lite. Role play was great all around. With the next post, George resumes his usual sneaky evil DM tactics. Take it away, DM George!)
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