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The Master and the Minion - IC Thread
Gargulec:
'That is the correct way. We need a scout stated Tristan coldly. 'The feline is the quickest on her feet of us all. Let it be her.'
Madtrixr:
"Yes! Tristan is right. Ma'kirr, would you kindly go be our scout? You are basically Tailor-made for it."
Aden looks at Tristan and has another thought. I'm going to have to get over the fact that that thing is still Tristan...but he's not. Oh, this is going to be a LOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGG Process...Focus Aden focus.
S.K. Ren:
"You boys can't do anything without me can you" Ma'kirr teased. Quickly she set out to survey the area with keen eyes and silent footsteps.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Stealth Check: 1d20+8=23
Perception Check: 13 (Take 10)
Malek Deneith:
Just as Ma'kirr left the team she felt another presence besids her. Ryltar matched her stealth with ease coming from practice, and apparently his senses were in prime shape today as he started to point out things she missed silently.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Stealth (1d20+12=24)
Perception (1d20+6=26)
Xander Morhaime:
With the two scounts sent off, the three of you were left to enjoy the charms and comforts of the swamp in all its glory, in peace.
Things like the stench, and the constant sound of bugs and swamplife, and mosquitoes (though they avoided Tristan for some reason, and had trouble finding someplace exposed enough on Saliak), the occasional snake slithering by or toad hopping on through. At least you didn't hear any sounds of battle or alarm that'd indicate they'd been detected.
Still, it was almost an hour until the scouts returned...
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