Waysoftheearth's Hinterlands PBP
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OOC: None of us saw any tracks left by this man? Either we're very unobservant, the ground is a lot harder than I thought, he came from the other direction, or he's very good at hiding his tracks. [img]images/smiley/smiley.png[/img]waysoftheearth wrote:You press on, and in just a dozen yards more you round a slight bend in the canyon to meet a most unexpected sight. Standing ready, as if awaiting you, is a traveller -- not so unlike yourselves.
Olaf holds up an empty hand palm out toward the stranger, "Ho! Hail and well met, stranger!"The Man has long, straight hair -- the mark of a southerner -- and his eyes sparkle in the dying light of day. He wears a stout carapace of hide, and his hand rests easily upon the haft of a weighty mace. Clearly he has heard you coming...
Olaf chuckles at Flewellen's joke saying, "So you did, so you did."tombowings wrote:"See, I told you we should move on," says Flewellen sarcastically.