Legacy of Fire

[Grimtina]

The man now chuckles, sounding almost like a gnoll himself. "Pugwampis make fire from the outside, they wouldn't dare go anywhere where they can be cut off, especailyl not small spaces. I'm sure there will be plenty of tracks of them around here. Come to think of it, I'll better look for some." With that, he spits and makes his way to the edge of the camp, pretending you aren't there with him anymore.

[jamieth]

"Well-well... just making sure any tracks you find were there before you found them..." young witch, remembering her childhood, follows the gnoll expert, sliding from cover to cover.

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Stealth: (1d20+6)[16]

[Yanisa]

Ink sighs and gives up, she clearly was no goat tracker. Maybe the critter would return home after he got hungry, or someone else from the camp could track. She walks back towards the camp, towards the burned burned wagon. Excepting the others to be there.

[Grimtina]

It is getting dark by now, but the gnoll expert seems to have eyes used to the dark, because he soon chuckles and follows a train going north. Anyone following him can now clearly see something has been passing - there is disturbed grass if you look closely, and at one point an almost completely burned harrow card.

[Benson]

"Are you just gonna walk off into the dark?" Hajrai question, her expression perplexed. "We should probably let Miss Almah or Garavel know that this is happening..."

[jamieth]

"No time for that", Khima declares, "I need to see where's he going..." she stops to pick up a card, "though I'll be grateful if you'll fetch a crossbow from my bag. Just in case."

[Grimtina]

Garavel has noticed the gnoll expert leaving. "Is he just moping, or onto something?" he wants to know. "If he is up to something, you better had him followed."

[daelrog]

Al'Khadim walked over just in time to hear Garavel's order. "Well, he isn't one I've cleared of suspicion. May as well." He started to follow the gnoll expert.

[Benson]

"Well I guess that is that, let us go, tallyho and them beans!" Hajrai proudly declared as she strutted after the gang.

[Grimtina]

The hunt soon leads into the rugged hills, and it is now almost completely dark, save for a few stars twinkling.

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You will need a light source unless you have darkvision/low light vision, and I'll need perception checks in any case

Dashki, who has now noticing he is being followed, waits up ahead. He doesn't seem to need a light source.

[jamieth]

"Hm, no way I'll find anything i this darkness..." Khima complains quietly, before muttering several cryptic words. Four bright silvery dots come alight in the air in front of her and dash forward, keeping about 50 feet ahead. "Much better."

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Dancing lights, recasting every minute as needed (I love PF cantrips :-)

[Yanisa]

She was glad she found the others, but not so glad to stalking about in the darkness. When Khima made light Ink frowned for a moment, wondering if the light wasn't too obvious. Still she kept quiet and followed the group, being the last person in line, partly due the fact she still drags around the poor mule, who at this point wasn't really up for anymore walking. Still he allowed Ink to drag him around.

Ink's uneasiness translated back to Sting, who decided to shift out tattoo form and takes a look out for anything behind them. He does try to hide under the clothes.

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Ink's Perception: (1d20+2)[6]
Sting's Perception: (1d20+4)[24]; Dark vision
Sting's Stealth: (1d20+15)[23]
Mule's Perception: (1d20+5)[6]; Low-light Vision and Scent (+8 perception within scent range).

[Benson]

Hajrai

"Oooh...that is a cool spell heheh," Hajrai said to Khima with a grin and gave her a thumbs up. She then squinted around trying to be as observant as she could, surely nothing would get past her.

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Perception [roll]1d20-1[/roll]
Omgosh...ugh...fudged up my roll like a dork...gonna roll it in the OOC

EDIT: A whopping 5. She must be distracted by those Dancing Lights or something

[jamieth]

"Smokey here's pretty resouceful like that", Khima replied, stroking a cat who surfaced from the folds of her dress upon hearing his name.

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Since I forgot the Perception, here it is: (1d20+1)[7]
And Smokey's perception: (1d20+5)[20] with low-light vision

[daelrog]

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(1d20)[10]

Al'Khadim silently admired the dancing lights. He tried to keep his eyes looking about, but was focused not only on the lights, but the gnoll expert.

[Grimtina]

You don't see anything suspicious; still there is an uneasiness settling over you, much as if there is an attack imminent. Dashki seems to feel nothing, instead points to trails of small hoofs that look like there has been a bit of a struggle. "I think that's the midding goat the camel drivers whine on about, didn't go willingly." Just as he points his out, you hear a faint and fearful cry from further inside the bushland, and you keep following Dashki, it is soon clear it is a goat crying out in pain.

[Yanisa]

Instant guilt flushes over Ink, hoping the goat wasn't hurt because she neglected to find it. She forgets her place and steps forwards, towards the sound of the goat.

[Benson]

"Oh no, a poor defenseless animal!" Captain Obvious cried out as she quickened her pace as well in the direction of the goat crying.

[daelrog]

Al'Khadim pulled his scimitar free. "Maybe some goat would pick up the caravan's morale after this day. If the animal can't travel." There was no cruelty in his words, he was expecting to find the goat unable to carry on, in which case its best use to them would be as food.

[jamieth]

"Not necessarily. From the look of it, the people aren't exactly starving here, and I don't think some meat would do better to lift the morale than the demonstration that we care about our own here." Khima steps forward, directing the ghostly lights towards the animal.

[daelrog]

Al'Khadim offered a light chuckle. "Perhaps that is so."

[Grimtina]

The goat's cries come from within a forest of cacti of different sizes - most are at least halfling height, many reach above the size of an elf. There are ways through it, but it is clear you have to move carefully. Dashki moves in ahead, but is soon lost to view - if accidentally or if he doesn't want to be seen isn't clear.

[Benson]

Hajrai was the opposite of nimble and graceful, she knew she was not going to be able to move between the cacti forest with ease. She drew out her scimitar and began slicing a path!

[jamieth]

Khima was almost ready to take a risk - she had to navigate worse back home - but if one of her companions was willing to clear a safe path... she surely wasn't going to say no.

[daelrog]

Al'Khadim likewise followed Hajrai's lead. He called out to the gnoll expert. "Is everything all right?"

[Grimtina]

The cactus forest, though very wide, is not so terribly deep. It still takes a bit to get through. There is no reply from Dashki.

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[Yanisa]

Ink looks suspiciously at the cacti, not trusting them to stand still. She would hate to run in one face first.

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(1d20+2)[10]

[jamieth]

Khyma followed the trail with remarkable confidence; during her days on the streets - and rooftops - of Korvosa, she had to navigate much worse... except it was quite some time ago, and it appeared the woman was decidedly out of shape...

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Dex check: (1d20+3)[5]

[Benson]

Hajrai continued to hack and slash but still tried to be careful as not to bump into cacti on her side.

dex check (1d20+1)[21]


sweet, natural 20

[daelrog]

Al'Khadim followed behind as well, trying to be careful of his movements.

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(1d20+2)[19]