(Insight roll: 13)
You progress fairly quickly, scrambling over moss-covered boulders slick from the mist generated by the gurgling stream. As obstructive as the water is, it's mercifully cooling on your skin, a fortuitous boon as midday approaches and your sweat evaporates as fast as it generates. Telai keeps easy pace with you, laden with her large pack and breastplate. How she manages to stand upright much less trek through such uneven terrain is a marvel. Her sharp eyes constantly scan the surrounding woodlands, bayonetted musket held loosely in both hands.
Reaching a bend in the stream, you both decide to break for a breather. Telai is just about to dispense rations when you notice a the foliage overhead rustle as it is disturbed by unseen padded feat. Your curiosity turns to alarm as an ominous hiss breaks upon the air. You only just manage to pull telai behind a boulder before a dart impacts her previous positioning. The wickedly barbed object is fashioned out of some kind of thorn and bears the menacing glint of poison on its tip.
(Speed roll: 8)
Another hiss and a second missile flashes from the bushes on the opposite end of the bushes. This time the dart grazes your leg, leaving a gash that burns with every movement. Telai hauls you to your feet and pulls you in the direction of the trees.
"Come on! We're sitting ducks out here!"
You can feel your injured leg seizing up as you plunge deeper into the jungle. Your heart beats an adrenaline fueled tattoo, only quickening the circulation of toxin in your bloodstream. You might be able to power through its affects, but without Telai's monstrous fortitude, your chances aren't likely. You need some way to counteract the poison.
You progress fairly quickly, scrambling over moss-covered boulders slick from the mist generated by the gurgling stream. As obstructive as the water is, it's mercifully cooling on your skin, a fortuitous boon as midday approaches and your sweat evaporates as fast as it generates. Telai keeps easy pace with you, laden with her large pack and breastplate. How she manages to stand upright much less trek through such uneven terrain is a marvel. Her sharp eyes constantly scan the surrounding woodlands, bayonetted musket held loosely in both hands.
Reaching a bend in the stream, you both decide to break for a breather. Telai is just about to dispense rations when you notice a the foliage overhead rustle as it is disturbed by unseen padded feat. Your curiosity turns to alarm as an ominous hiss breaks upon the air. You only just manage to pull telai behind a boulder before a dart impacts her previous positioning. The wickedly barbed object is fashioned out of some kind of thorn and bears the menacing glint of poison on its tip.
(Speed roll: 8)
Another hiss and a second missile flashes from the bushes on the opposite end of the bushes. This time the dart grazes your leg, leaving a gash that burns with every movement. Telai hauls you to your feet and pulls you in the direction of the trees.
"Come on! We're sitting ducks out here!"
You can feel your injured leg seizing up as you plunge deeper into the jungle. Your heart beats an adrenaline fueled tattoo, only quickening the circulation of toxin in your bloodstream. You might be able to power through its affects, but without Telai's monstrous fortitude, your chances aren't likely. You need some way to counteract the poison.
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