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Cargo Bay 4: A call to action (new arrivals welcome)

Posted March 16, 2020, 1:17 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Erikk Mendez (Chief Science Officer) (Cass Young)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sathut (Counselor) in Cargo Bay 4: A call to action (new arrivals welcome)

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OOC: just letting you guys know that your characters will be given level 5

IC: As they walked down the initially somewhat cramped tunnel, it began to widen out and deepen on the left, developing into a deep gorge that went far below what anyone in the group’s darkvision could sense. On the right, the wall stretched further up until the ceiling was further than any of them could see. The ledge they walked on was about 30 ft wide. Gamwich and Ed plodded forward, the Halfling holding a faintly glowing blue lantern that periodically began to glow a little brighter.

After a while, Gamwich slowed down, his lantern’s glow brightening notably as he swung it towards a small gap in the wall, where there appeared to be a small cave. Within the cave was quite the sight. A veritable blanket of glowing mushrooms coated the floor of the cave, while a bunch of white threads hung from the ceiling, brushing against the glowing mushroooms.

Sathut surveyed the scene, then turned to his guests while Gamwich spoke. “These ‘ere are the mushrooms I come to harvest and bring back up to the surface. They sell well. Do you gents think you could harvest a few of them for me?”

Side-quest: mushroom harvest

Sathut, CNS

Suravil gazed around. It was quite beautiful. Not for the last time (he hoped) he marveled at the variety that nature provided for beings to admire. “Are there any particular varieties or .. colors .. that are more lucrative that you wish to harvest?” Not being one to have considered mushrooms beyond eating them with a meal - and those being a more mundane standard mushroom - he felt he had to ask that question.

He followed the bed of mushrooms with his lantern then, with the curiosity that came within him, brought the lantern light to bear on the filmy strings and traced a line from the mushrooms upward into the ceiling of the cavern.
- Suravil

Hood pulled back from his point position to glance into the cavern. “No offense, chief, but you’re paying us for guard duty, not to play mushroom farmer. If’s it all the same to to you, I’d prefer to keep an eye out for hostiles out here. we don’t need anyone sneaking up on us while we’re picking ‘shrooms.”

Hood (Protector)

“The quicker they are collected the quicker we are away from Underdark dangers,” Suravil said. While he agreed in principle with Hood it was not an issue to lend a hand. His favored area was not caves but the verdant forests and what lay within. He missed the wind on his face and the smells of what was above. Here the odors were tinged with what he would call ‘must’ and, as he looked at the mushroom field again - quite different. He ranged his lantern about again about and above them before glancing at their employer for his answer.
Suravil.

Garret let out a short bark of laughter. “Well, you wouldn’t be very good bodyguards if you let me go in there, I think. See those strings?” the programmed individual gestured to the white strands hanging down from the ceiling.

When Sural glanced up, he wouldn’t be able to clearly see what was up there, but there was definitely some sort of shapes lurking in the shadows.

Sathut stepped forward and looked up as well. “Cave Spiders of some sort.” he commented softly.

Sathut

Faaran had been focusing on the mushrooms, that he hadn’t noticed the strings until they had been pointed out to him. At the mention he glanced up his eyes tracking the strands up into the shadows. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to something out of the lantern light, but as soon as his eyes adjusted to disern the shapes of some kind of creature his bow was at the ready, an arrow notched, but the bow string was left loose. He was ready to shoot at the Spiders, or whatever kind of critter they were, but he wasn’t going to without the signal.

Mendez aka Faaran


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