Waysoftheearth's Hinterlands PBP
Moderators: ehiker133, waysoftheearth
OOC: Not that it matters much to the fatigued, blind, two-headed hobbit who's just been carried many leagues in a sack and probably doesn't know up from down, but isn't "up" on that map actually East?waysoftheearth wrote: North lies a great, foreboding wood. In all other directions lies a vast undulating plain of tall grasses.
Yes. You headed more easterly for the early part of the night, then turned more northly toward the woods as morning came on. Somebody suggested this in the OOC thread, and it seemed reasonable enough, so that's what happened.ehiker133 wrote:OOC: Not that it matters much to the fatigued, blind, two-headed hobbit who's just been carried many leagues in a sack and probably doesn't know up from down, but isn't "up" on that map actually East?
Gustave rises from his silken bedding and stretches in the golden dawn, patting his belly contentedly.sully wrote:Dorgan gazes upon the Elven wood.
"Mebbe we carry them who's sleepin', and keep going? I won't feel comfortable 'til we're in the Woods entire, even if'n we're trading one problem fer another."
Let's say it's equal to a typical bout of food poisoning... you'll struggle to achieve anything beyond the lightest activities.mgtremaine wrote:ooc: How unwell is unwell? My plan which may come to nothing was to memorize The Infinitesimal Summons and then ask Olaf to come with me as we try to find the Elves. That way the rest of the party can rest and move under the canopy when the sleepers get up. Unless I already know where the Elves are I was going to cast The Infinitesimal Summons to help me find them....