Forgotten Forge: IC

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Soryn
HP:7

Feeling rejuvenated after the drink he just had, he surveys the area himself now with renewed interest. He could care less about the literature within the area and he wandered off just a bit away from the group, searching the area for any object that held luster or he could assume would be worthy for appraisal and a bit more gold in his pocket.

((Take 20 on Search too....*shrugs*))
 
Gorfan

The dwarf stood there pleased at the positive effects of the potion on Soryn, and then considered what they would do next. Considering that Alo and Soryn had little luck with their search, then it wasn't really worth their time to search any further...but then again, what harm could there be in searching more? The harm would be in the waste of time, and the fact that they were getting rather hungry...
 
Ahlias had been quiet, but he watched the interactions of the others with mild interest. The warrior busied himself by picking at the small bites that covered him. He hated bugs.

His Greatsword lay against the rubbled wall behind him, and he found himself more or less at ease here. Tired, for sure. Tomorrow they would find what they sought.

He felt, despite himself, rather uncomfortable covered with bites, however, and he couldn't resist asking.

"Good dwarf! Might you have another of those potions?"
 
Soryn

The rogue overheard Ahlias and made sure to flash the font which still had two doses of the liquid he had just consumed. He assumed that would be enough to last them quite a while.
 
Gorfan

Gorfan turned to Alhias, whose hopeful query had struck a smile on the young dwarf's face and replied," No I do not Master Alhias, but I do however have a spell scroll for cure light wounds, one of two that was given to him by our once companion Amnile"
 
Ahlias had risen and began to investigate the font, but turned back to the dwarf. "We will have need for those gifts a later time, I have no doubt."

The Warrior stood by the font and realized there was still liquid inside and this must be the stuff Soryn had injested.

So, with a quick nod of thanks to the Sovreign Host, Ahlias took one dose from the font and downed it.

Healing Font (Cure Light Wounds) (1d8+1=6)

Afterwards, Ahlias rose up and noticed the bites and sores on his limbs were disappearing. Blessed! With a motion the warrior had retrieved his Greatsword from the wall and moved over to lean against the only visible entrance to the ruined Temple.

"Why don't you all get some rest? I'll take first watch."
 
Soryn

The font was taken away from him but not without some hesitation on this rogue's part. Nevertheless, it was relinquished and he moved over to a wall and began to situate himself for some rest. Trust was no longer an issue when compared to his need for rest, but he was ready for any kind of underhanded tactics if anything arose.
 
Alo

Here was a dilemma. They thought he was an Elf, and Elves don't sleep. If they heard him snoring away, it wouldn't be easy to explain without them learning the truth. He thought about it for alittle while, then realised he didn't have a bedroll or anything like that. The chances of him getting much sleep were lim to none, so it didn't really matter.

He found himself a corner, up against a wall, and sat reading from his spell book. At some point he did manage to get some sleep, and thankfull didn't snore, so it looked like he was just in an Elven Trance. It turned out he'd actually gotten a pretty good nights sleep. He must have been quite tired.

The next morning he spent an hour preparing his spells, whilst he waited for the others to be ready to leave the temple.

((Prepared same spells again.))
 
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Temple Ruins

Ahlias keeps watch while the rest of the group beds down for some rest.

During his watch, he sees several vermin wandering around the cave, but they stay away from the temple. Nothing else catches his attention.

Morning comes. Alo prepares his spells. Presumably, Gorfan does as well. With everyone refreshed, it appears that another day of adventuring is ready to begin.
 
Gorfan

The night's sleep was much refreshing as the bedroll was of decent quality after all the time he had been using it. Gorfan grunted as he rose from his roll and prepared his spells for the day. He was replenished for the day ahead then, which was well for him and for the party personally.

((Spells Replenished at Dawn))
 
Soryn

With morning having arrived, he rose from his slumber, yawned and simply surveyed the area, wondering what the others were up to. There wasn't much for him to do at this moment so he simply waited and attempted to shrug off the remnants of his sleep for the time being.
 
Ahlias yawns a bit, but he's no worse for wear. The healing liquid he had taken had rejuvinated his energy and he could go the day easily. tonight would be good rest though.

The Warrior peers around the temple as his companions rise. "So, shall we continue to explore?"
 
Gorfan

Gorfan had been lumbering about, preparing himself for the day ahead in the way of shaking off the remnants of sleep and preparing his pack. In response to Alhias' inquiring question about continuing on, he responded in kind.

"We shall continue on to explore, providing that we're all ready to move ourselves effectively...has anyone taken some victuals? If so, we shall go" The cleric said the last remark with a finality that suggested that the party was almost certainly ready to leave the temple.
 
Alo

"I may have forgotten to bring any, but I ate heartily before we left, so I will be fine for now. We should continue, there may be more warforged coming for us, so loitering here much longer could help them catch up quicker."
 
Soryn

The rogue stood up, adjusted his belongings, dusted himself off and simply let off a 'Hmmph' before joining the group, not answering any questions but obviously prepared to leave.
 
Ahlias' stomached growled, and he chided himself for not bringing any food along. Oh well, the thought of delivering something spectacular back to Morgrave University sated him.

Ahlias was ready.

The warrior approached Soryn and nodded to the thief. "I watch your back, you watch mine. Deal?"

With that, the Warrior stepped out of the opening and back into the cavernous hall.

Spot check
Spot check (1d20=9)
 
Soryn

"Very well"

That is all that Ahlias would here before he was being followed by Soryn, somewhat shadowed as the rogue was just a few steps behind. He too attempted to search out, not expecting danger just yet but one could never really seem to know after what had just occurred before, more than likely not spotting anything more than Ahlias

Spot check 1d20+3 = 6
 
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