The party, having freed themselves from a bandit's den, flee south to the town of Lakeford - about a week's travel - for resupply and reorientation.
Solomoriah wrote:Hamish walks in front, spear ready, looking for trouble (maybe looking forward to trouble...)
Hywaywolf wrote:muddle will march in the middle rank, bow ready.
jcm wrote:Selene walks a bit behind Muddle, occasionally looking back over her shoulder.
SmootRK wrote:Unless we seem to be marching in a quiet fashion, Galen plays the occasional travelling tune.
Blazeguard wrote:Saeloria falls in in the middle of the pack. "As fine as your playing is Galen, I think we might want to keep quiet lest we draw unwanted attention to ourselves. At least until we get further away from the town. We're still not sure where our captors are so the fewer clues we give them the better."
The forest is a strong and heavy old growth forest, with relatively gentle hills and the occasional outcrop of rocks. Most of the ground cover here is old leaves and needles, with a few stubborn ferns and bushes, and the occasional stretch of grass where the woods begin to break for a clearing.Joe the Rat wrote:...and Racht, Bill, Oleg, and the horses bring up the rear.
Though the woods block much of the sky, the golden hues and growing shadows suggest the sun will be setting shortly. Somewhere to the northeast, you expect that the Bandit leader, Red, will soon discover your disappearance. More worrisome is the fact that between twilight and the canopy of the woods, it will soon become difficult for Hamish (or Bill) to see the 'trail' you are following.
What are your plans?
Wildlands, the woods between Grenwood and Lakeford.
Date Unknown, 6:00pm