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by waysoftheearth » Sat Aug 16, 2014 3:11 pm
Helmut, carrying a bare two-handed sword, strides purposefully toward the near edge of the precarious looking rope bridge followed by Valorn the dwarf.
Ashtad lingers with the camp followers a while, lecturing them about the safety of the road side (albeit the "road" is a scarcely used goat track), before taking up a duty of covering fire for the advance group.
"We've all heard their are wolves about," "we're doomed," whine the camp followers.
"We'd be safer in the abbey, fer sure," is the general consensus.
They trail somewhat behind Ashtad, not quite staying put, but not quite moving on at pace.
Meanwhile, as Helmut and Valorn approach the footing of the bridge, some 30 yards ahead.
It is a flimsy, neglected, rope bridge. The deck comprises severely weathered timber palings of about 2ft width, with two rope banisters--one to either side. The entirety of it spans a 50 yard ravine that is deep enough to be a concern. It's clearly a single file affair, and not for the faint heated.
There is on visible activity to either side of the ravine, though it would make a perfect check point for any trouble makers or enforcers...
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]