Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=216#2160 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 8/14/2021 at 4:01 PM (Alrighty, no worries. Also another way to get your character back to full health, at least in the case of exhaustion, would be to eat more foodstuffs) Dawn -- "We are dwarves after all," Daavun puffs out his chest proudly before adding, "...and we have been working all night." "Murva," Aegis' partner supplies curtly. You can't see Crimson or Emberpaw from here. The camp is busy, with dwarves carrying supplies and materials left over from the construction back and forth. They could be shying from the activity. Daavun raises an eyebrow at your request. "This sounds interesting - okay, follow me." He leads the group to the eastern edge of the camp, behind storage tents and a small wagon. On the way he explains: "We have pickaxes and some wood-chopping axes in our inventory, as well as shovels. They're tools, not weapons... but I suppose they could be repurposed - what do you think?"

(Ty)

*Nice to meet you Murva. I fully agree with you Daavun they could be repurposed. Heck Ive seen a shovel and a pickax used as weapons. War axes arent uncommon either. We have to find people who know how to use them like weapons and maybe train more people for it. Worse comes to worse any broken tools you have depending on the break could be turned into weapons too. Also has anyone seen two hellhound puppies?* Asteria looks around again trying to reach out to Crimson though their bond, *Are you okay? Where are you and Emberpaw?*

Night
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"I hope so," he whispers in reply. "The time is ticking - we can only parley here for so long."

Technically yes - so it is a half-truth.

The chieftain looks over to you as he roughly drops the goblin to the ground. "Many 'ave," he grunts, feigning indifference. But you can see that this topic makes him uncomfortable. "'specially round here. What's she to you then?"

"B-boss-" the goblin stammers. He fears his chieftain, but obviously he fears this so-called 'Feral Felicia' just as much to make him push on.

(If you mean it, you find me an artist and I'll get it commissioned - it would be hilarious for that to be CK's first dedicated art xD)

Evening
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You must have stepped over it earlier.

You poke it with your foot and manage to open a gap large enough to pull it up.

Underneath is a cavity beneath the floorboards. Its dark, but it appears that there is some kind of box jammed further along the gap, just within reach to pull it out.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=217#2162 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 8/15/2021 at 7:16 AM Night -- "I hope so," he whispers in reply. "The time is ticking - we can only parley here for so long." Technically yes - so it is a half-truth. The chieftain looks over to you as he roughly drops the goblin to the ground. "Many 'ave," he grunts, feigning indifference. But you can see that this topic makes him uncomfortable. "'specially round here. What's she to you then?" "B-boss-" the goblin stammers. He fears his chieftain, but obviously he fears this so-called 'Feral Felicia' just as much to make him push on.

Nicote stretches his mouth into a grin. "Let's just say that her enemy happens to also be my enemy. I presume she stopped by recently? Sad i missed her, wouldve been nice meeting her again. I like her morals."

Dawn
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"Murva and I are the only dwarves here who know how to fight. Properly, at least," Aegis sighs. "We had been trying to give the other dwarves basic training after we realised the orcs wanted us all dead. But they just aren't fighters - I don't think we could train them if we had months, let alone days at best."

Daavun's face looks stormy, but a retort dies on his lips and he nods sombrely. "Yep... you're right. We just ain't fighters. Really, the traps you suggested are the best way we've been able to combat the orcs yet."

Aegis walks back and forth as he thinks. "How does this change your plans?" he asks. His brow is furrowed with concern.

At your last question Murva nods. "I saw them sleeping under a supply tent earlier, nearby where Numbat is working. They looked like they needed the rest."

As do you - You feel hungry. You feel tired.

Night
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There is no way you could miss the flash of terror that passes over the chieftain's face at your last statement. "Yes, yes, recently," he growls, regaining his composure. "I've 'eard enough. If you want to meet her again, then you'd best be off - if yer quick you might catch her."

He barks for the circle of warriors to stand down, and the formation breaks up. You can once more see the northern horizon - flat plains of blackened, ash-covered ground between you and the central territories.

Spork roughly grabs your arm and shoves you into motion. It becomes clear it's out of terror rather than showing off to the guards when he quietly says: "I just see ransomers round corner in Pass behind us - they coming fast."

"I hate this job," is the last thing you hear the chieftain mutter as he returns to his post, the goblin with the message running after him, beginning again.

You have gained the trait: 'The Persuader' alongside a +1/4 Charisma bonus

"Let's get going then." Nicote says, hurrying his pace.
Yeah these lies are totally not gonna nip him in the backside later. Oh well he'll deal with that when it comes to it.
The main priority is to get as far away as possible. Maybe to the forest. Or at least somewhere with a good messaging system- Nicote thinks he should probably let his brother know that the family disappointment may or may not have gotten some goblins piping mad at him....

Night
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The rest of your group break into a sprint as chaos breaks out behind you.

The chieftain roars in anger as he realises his mistake. Your group of pursuers grows as a detachment of guards join the ransomers, fast on your heels. Furious war-cries and shouts sound behind your group as the chase begins.

The Adventurer's Crossroads is the closest location to here though, unless you want to change your group's destination. But it should also be a safe stop - an orc and goblin assault on the city looking for you would be an outright act of war.

The Crossroads also has the best messenger system around.

One thing is for sure though - you were personally sought out by these ransomers, and the reasons behind their actions can only be revealed by you if you wish it.

Aaaand Nicote has gotten himself stuck in politics. Newt's gonna get a kick out of this.

He has an inkling it has omething to do with being the twin of an influential person.

"Adventurer's crossroad,s hope you guys are well-rested." NIcote gasps out. "We're screwed if we stop for too long."