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Grey casts a spell and a shimmer suit of transparent armor appears around him before fading from sight. Although no longer visible, the protection remains, however.

Drav must now decide if he will remain hidden, reveal himself or try and run for it.

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Dahn casts Armor on himself. His AC improves to 4 until he takes 11 damage.

Breila wrote:(OOC: Why do they turn to the East? To avoid the highest mountains?)

(OOC: I was working on the assumption they'd go around the mountains rather than over them, but if I'm wrong, please correct me.)

Baeros smirks at Thaddeus. "I thought you were looking for an adventures. Not to sneak away and avoid them. And why the hell did you leave the falcon behind? It would be great for him to stretch his wings and hunt some mice and squirrels instead for fish for a change."

"The falcon is not Thaddesus's!" Ouragana reminds Bearos, somehwat hotly.

(OOC: No, it's OK, I was surprised they'd already proceeded so far. Of course they will look for a pass to the East.)

"I wasn't speaking to Thaddesus about the falcon! Keep track of the conversation will ya?" Baeros rolls his eyes.

"You addressed Thaddeus about having adventures and not avoiding them, and then you talked about the falcon without saying you were talking to someone else! I did listen!" Ouragana almost shouts now.

"What do we need a falcon for?" Thaddeus asks, sarcastically. "He brought a puppy." He gestures to Baeros and Hopper. "That's more than useful, I'm sure."

Hopper tilts his head at Thaddeus, as if puzzled. Meanwhile, Takit seems to have caught somethings scent and is quickly moving toward where Drav is secretly hiding.

"Ok, let's not shout at each other. We don't know what is out there," Jocelyn points out. "Baeros, you are getting awfully mouthy, especially since we arrived on this island."

"Shhh... Be quiet." Baeros hushes everyone, the passion of the previous conversation completely gone, the change of mood couldn't be more obvious. "Takit has smelled something. Stay here and let me check." Baeros knocks an arrow in his bow and silently moves after Takit, leaving the other several steps behind.

Gallath nocks an arrow as well, and pads toward whatever Takit has spotted.

Val continues to follow along and let's out the occasional moan.

OOC: sorry for my lack of posting, Farming season here in ND.

(OOC: Well, feeling like I'm gonna get shot by an arrow no matter what I do, so... )

Drav decides to reveal himself. It's fairly hard to hide from a dog that caught your scent.

"Woah! Where did you come from?" Dahn blurts out." Also, who are you?"

"Who are you?" Gallath demands, arrow pointed to the elf's face.

"A native?" Thaddeus hypothesizes. "Or...no, that can't be. This island has been lost for over 300 years."

The person in question is an elven male, fairly close to Gallath in age. His hair is long and bleached from the hot sun and he's thin and muscular. He's wearing very old and worn leather armor and he's carrying an assortment of weapons; mostly bows and swords.

"Do you speak Common?" Thaddeus asks. He then repeats the question, this time in Elven.

Jocelyn eyes widen upon seeing a new person standing in front of them. "Gallath, back off a little bit," she says.