Maea
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on the limb
With their new heading, the party left the river at their backs and traveled inland, deeper into the Woods. For maybe a quarter hour the forest was all there was to see, complete without so much as a scraggly rose bush to instill hope.
Thalassa would be the first to spot something unusual from her aerial vantage point. It was a cloak caught high up in the branches of a tree, ragged and torn. Only the brightness of its rich blue dye and embroidered trim suggested it wouldn't have been there long. Strange, though; it seemed much too fine a garment for hiking this far into pathless country.
Next, Hadama would stumble ‐ quite literally - over something that rattled and jingled as it tumbled along the ground. Upon closer inspection he would find a pair of vambraces, perfectly intact save for a snapped leather fastening. The metalwork was as finely wrought as the axe and the dagger he had found earlier - painting a picture of some errant knight caught in serious misfortune.
A bit further up ahead, Maea spotted a hollow in a treetrunk. Out of absentminded curiosity she rose up on tip-toes to peer inside – and gasped at the sight of gold poking out of a drawstring purse tucked within. Plucking it out, she undid the knot on the string and poured a fistfull of starlight onto her palm. Squinting against the reflections of afternoon sunlight, closer inspection revealed a collection of rings and necklaces, exquisite brooches and even a small diadem fit for a princess.
"Uh, guys? I found treasure," she called out to the others; figuring that at least Thalassa might find this interesting. "What in Dygra's chaos is going on here?" Was it a stolen stash she'd found? The hidden wealth of some ruined family? Whoever had left this here must have been desperate; why else come this far into the wilds? It was a mystery, and most intriguing – and Maea was absolutely greedy enough to accept that fortune must intend for her to have this loot. Atleast some of it. There were a few rings in the mix that would look lovely on her tail, just saying.
"Wanna split this with me?" she offered, after a moment of hard struggle with her conscience. This would fix her economy for a year at least, if she spent it carefully - but it didn't sit right to hogit all to herself.
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Maea: Finds a stash of jewelry! She offers to share with her friends.
Hadama: Finds a pair of finely wrought vambraces (basic)
Thalassa: Finds a torn cloak in a tree.
Round 10: Pick some treasure if you want any, and keep searching for roses.
Thalassa would be the first to spot something unusual from her aerial vantage point. It was a cloak caught high up in the branches of a tree, ragged and torn. Only the brightness of its rich blue dye and embroidered trim suggested it wouldn't have been there long. Strange, though; it seemed much too fine a garment for hiking this far into pathless country.
Next, Hadama would stumble ‐ quite literally - over something that rattled and jingled as it tumbled along the ground. Upon closer inspection he would find a pair of vambraces, perfectly intact save for a snapped leather fastening. The metalwork was as finely wrought as the axe and the dagger he had found earlier - painting a picture of some errant knight caught in serious misfortune.
A bit further up ahead, Maea spotted a hollow in a treetrunk. Out of absentminded curiosity she rose up on tip-toes to peer inside – and gasped at the sight of gold poking out of a drawstring purse tucked within. Plucking it out, she undid the knot on the string and poured a fistfull of starlight onto her palm. Squinting against the reflections of afternoon sunlight, closer inspection revealed a collection of rings and necklaces, exquisite brooches and even a small diadem fit for a princess.
"Uh, guys? I found treasure," she called out to the others; figuring that at least Thalassa might find this interesting. "What in Dygra's chaos is going on here?" Was it a stolen stash she'd found? The hidden wealth of some ruined family? Whoever had left this here must have been desperate; why else come this far into the wilds? It was a mystery, and most intriguing – and Maea was absolutely greedy enough to accept that fortune must intend for her to have this loot. Atleast some of it. There were a few rings in the mix that would look lovely on her tail, just saying.
"Wanna split this with me?" she offered, after a moment of hard struggle with her conscience. This would fix her economy for a year at least, if she spent it carefully - but it didn't sit right to hogit all to herself.
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Maea: Finds a stash of jewelry! She offers to share with her friends.
Hadama: Finds a pair of finely wrought vambraces (basic)
Thalassa: Finds a torn cloak in a tree.
Round 10: Pick some treasure if you want any, and keep searching for roses.
And I remember thinking — I want to be like them
