True Assess of the Soulless - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
23/8/475
Log
The group manages to get their dirty hands on a map. While most 'treasure' maps are a bit(very) shady and unreliable, this one seems legit. The seal of the Good King, and the fact that the gentleman that dropped it looked quite official goes a long way. Ah well, the messenger has already run off, and this map won't follow itself...
Looking at the map, her interest piqued, Monique asks, again, "So this is legit, right?" Of course the smith wouldn't be here at all except for those seals. Adjusting the heft of the hammers on her shoulders, she looks around their location.
Ictus hmms? and blinks at the map, he looks after the messenger and sighs as he runs off. He takes the map and looks it over curiously, particularly the seals
Nemoric glances at the map a bit and shrugs, still wearing his heavy plate armor, "As the saying goes, one way to find out? Either its legit or we end up on some wild goose chase no?"
Peril chuckled softly, arms folding loosely across her belly as she waits nearby keeping a close eye on who held the map "You know those things are trouble. No one gives away a fortune. You can bet there is a catch like a dragon or a labyrinth of traps"
Variai has pretty much found her way to the rest of the group, curious to what these folk are gathering for, and her eyes reach the map Monique has been holding. The fennec, seemingly more focused on the scroll then anyone else, walks right up and pretty much stands and stares for a moment, before asking, "What are you looking for?"
Ictus hmms a bit and nods at the map, "Looks geniune to me..." he looks at the others and shrugs, "Might as well find where it leads, eh?"
The map seems to indicate a small cave about one day's journey from the city, west side of the river, along the mountains that are just beyond the forest. Little hint is given as to what is actually there though, hm.
"Ugh, if it wasn't the Good King's seal I would turn this one down, losing a few days of work is too much, but for an official job..." the big thylacine grumbles, "Well, best get some supplies each, looks about a day each way, so get enough food and dink for four, hrmm?" she asks, rhetorically.
Nemoric nods a bit to that, "Would be smart to do. THough looks to be just beyond a forest so could possibly hunt for food there to make rations last longer as well."
Peril pads quietly over to her companion tiger, patting him lightly on the thigh to gain his attention "If we are headding out of the city we'll need someone with a big weapons and thick armor. Know where I could find such a person?"
Variai simply takes a quick glance at Ictus, then back at the map. "This is directions for travelling? What are you looking for?" Her ears perk up when Peril mentions the thought of travel, curiousity peekened for the little fennec. It looks like she's pretty intent on following now.
Ictus nods to Nemoric and chuckles at Peril, he looks to Variai and shrugs, "To whatever this map leads us to." he looks at Monique and chuckles, "Five if you include yourself."
Peril spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
Ictus spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
Taking the time to buy good supplies that meet her dietary needs, Monique makes sure she has enough food for up to five days.
Monique spends 80 Crown to: Good rations for the trip
Peril sets about covering most of the expenses for the party, making sure the needs of the cats were met first and giving her tiger the odd bit of encouragement to adopt a few survival crystals if he hasn't already
Ictus gets some supplies for the rest of the group despite the stingy cat
Variai hasn't really picked out any of her equipment or supplies, but she goes ahead and carries whatever anyone asks her to carry around, and anything else that would have been dropped along the way.
Nemoric smirks at Peril, had already though of that ahead of time and switched in the survival crystals he had. Carrying a share of the supplies so not any one person is burdened with it.
With supplies secured, the group sets off, to adventure. It's a brisk hike into the forest, alas off most of the major trails. Soft cries of squirkiks and high roosting birds greet them as they hike.
After having informed by Monique about the trip, Aidan runs to join the group, carrying with him some extra gear for the trip. Ropes, torches and few large nails.
Aidan spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
Peril gives most of her share of the supplies to Nemoric to carry and progressively through the trip finds excuses to pass on a few more of the heavier bits and pieces she still held to him or anyone else that cares to accept them.
Ictus looks around curiously while still staying alert, he reads the map as he leads the group. He looks at Peril as she tries to pass off her burden and shakes his head sadly
Welcoming her friend along, Monique finds it easy going, "Not been out this way much." she says conversationally to the others, "Any threats?" she asks, keeping an eye out for nasties. When Peril tries to offload some gear to her, she scowls a bit, "You carry what you need, this ain't a picnic, everyone needs to pull their own weight."
Variai seems to be keeping close to the group, glancing about through the forest scenery and keeping her ears perked, simply listening to the songs of the various birds about. She's taking the trip a little more casually then the others may be, moreso comming for the trip then anything.
Nemoric is oddly enough used to it by now. Besides ever try to see a very short person try to carry a pack that normally others would use... its hilarious.
"Not too used to this area neither. I took some extra gear to be safer." Aidan nods at Monique as they walk, nodding in agreement as the thylacine scowls lightly Peril, "And I have a rope, this time.". The armadillo lizard winks at Monique, clearly referring to some recent event.
The forest seems relatively safe, as far as things go. Most wild creatures steer clear of such large groups, at least until a loud wail emerges from the forest, like a pained animal or a young being, hard to tell.
Ears twitching, Monique's head turns at the sound, "Something is out there, something that will need to be dealt with. If not by us then someone else." she concludes, turning and looking for trails that lead in that direction, failing finding one, she will just start working her way through the brush.
Ictus hmms as he looks around and blinks at the wail, he grunts as he looks to the others, "Back me up!" as he stows the map, draws his sword and quickly moves towards the sound
Variai ears suddenly perk up, turning to the direction of the scream. For once, there's a hint of concern in the fennec's expression, and she walks up to Ictus, who she assumes is the leader. But as he runs to persue the source, she really has no choice to follow, to at least figure out the source of the sound.
Nemoric lifts his hand to his sword at the sound, glancing in the direction of the sound. Shruging a bit and heading along as well, could just be someone out hunting as well but you never know. Drawing that large sword off his back so its ready to use if need be.
"Here we go..." Aidan says, taking out his shield and moving with Monique in the direction of the scream. "I just wonder what creature could had screamed like that..." he adds, thoughtful.
Peril stops to glare at Ictus and those following him scowling in frustration as she exclaims �oh sure. Run toward the anguished cries in the woodlands without a plan and expect us to follow!� The little cat grumbled to herself though as Nemoric moved after the others she was left with little choice but to follow as well though dropping in behind the massive armoured bulk of the tiger
