Larson fossas:
You keep walking until evening time, when Larson comes to you asking for help: he caught a really big, fat boar and it is too heavy for him to transport.
Sir Roland looks up at Larson, a smile spreading all over his tired face. He turns to Garl and beckons.
"Roast boar tonight boys!" He takes a short time to quickly fashion a few rude torches from some of the dryer branches he can find. He spends some more time to light three of the torches up, one for each man.
13:11, Today: Sir Roland Halfstaff rolled 7 using 2d6. fashion 6 torches.
13:11, Today: Sir Roland Halfstaff rolled 11 using 2d6. light 3 torches.
13:12, Today: Sir Roland Halfstaff rolled 6 using 2d6. light 3 torches.
Adjusting the backpacks and weapons he is carrying, the knight and the elf follow after their companion to the site of the kill. Though filled with excitement at the prospect of eating well this night, Sir Roland is a careful and experienced campaigner. He reminds the party to maintain their alertness to possible dangers. The pace they make is not rushed but measured and cautious, fully aware that night is falling, and these forests are after all a haunt of goblins, orcs, and other older and fouler creatures.
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