Namdar rubs his head, or face, or possible both, considering how badly he failed to WALK, and looks back at the others. "Do we wait in the forest or the farm's barn? We've only just arrived with hardly anyone getting a chance to comment on our current situation - I think we can see the stump from either place, though if we took too long earlier, we might have missed any pick-up. Perhaps we should just go on to Larry's? I confess I don't know quite what we should do and would greatly appreciate some ideas."
I agree with Pundit and one of the elves can check the stump without having to light a torch.
ooc: I think we like only have one elf left. Rissa burned out just like I thought from all that posting in two days!
"I thought it felt like we had lost someone - again. Krusten will be our lone elf once again, it would appear." Namdar finishes, nonplussed, as he looks out from beneath the dripping trees at the darkness toward the stump and the farm, waiting and watching.
OOC: Sigh. That sucks, she was a good writer. It has to be the pacing, but I've seen thriving communities of pbp games that take longer, so these people are just not cut out to do pbp games I guess. That's too bad. Anyway, I posted in PL.
We are wet, we need a place to dry I say we go knock on that farmer's door and tell him we need a warm fireplace.
ooc: That's a lot of wet I hope we aren't rolling for ammonia or the cold later on.
The farmer has long been needing a proper visit from us.
ooc: We had a wizard who wanted to hyptnotize everyone, he would have been useful now but he might have gotten rained out
ooc: Quick RPGPundit purify the water in us so we don't get sick.
"Look my fingers are all wrinkly." Oliron holds up his hand for all to see.
Oliron * wonders if the orcs came and left already or have not come yet *