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Mr Clements gives you some directions: the more you go north in direction of the mountain, the more you will find strange things.

Shotgun at the ready, safari suit straightened and pith helmet squared, Crowley looks north. "Fine day for it. Shall we?"

Jan saunters over with her elephant gun over her shoulder. She squints at the sun.
“Let’s go!”

You start your journey. It is hot, you hardly see anything with so many trees (you cannot even see ghe mountain), there are lot's of strange noises of animals and it is full of huge bugs (nothing new).


OOC: Make a spott hidden roll and a natural world roll

1d%pHdd60%

OOC:   Hard Success.

1d%LLd10%

OOC:   Fail.

Crowley's senses are alert but he is largely ignoring the fauna and flora, as is his want. "Jungle reminds me of my pet spider. I miss Mr Fluffy, traitor that he was."

Jan stalks ahead, peering carefully through the undergrowth but seeing little.

Spot hidden 49, roll: 100. Natural world 70, roll: 70

“I’m sure we could find you a replacement.” She says to Crowley.

Crowley notices that the trees have strange forms, some twisted, others like if they had... human shapes? Some strange fruits are in the ground. He also notice lot''s of footprints of diferent animals.

Jan notice that the trees are of completly unknow varieties. She never saw anything like this... or read about it.

Crowley crouches down near a piece of fruit. Rather cautiously, he pokes it with his Gurkha knife, slightly concerned it will explode poisonous juice in his face.

"We might lay eyes on some of these strange animals that have been mentioned."

OOC:   If he can, Crowley will chop the piece of fruit in half, careful not to touch it with his bare hands. He will only touch it with his knife and perhaps a stick to keep it in place.

OOC; Make a dex roll.

Jan looks up at the strange trees. “I’ve never seen or heard of anything like these plants before. I wonder if the disease has come from them. Like an allergic reaction almost.”

1d%d75%

OOC:   Hard Success.

"I bow to your expertise. They certainly look strange to me. Could they have been thrown up from some subterranean world by the volcano? Or else they may have been secretly bred for their dangerous properties by our snake friends."

“Ha, I’m no expert on flora; I’m only guessing. But I like your subterranean theory; the plants’ appearance ties in with the earthquake far too neatly. Whether it’s random or by design is the big question.”
Jan steps back away from Crowley.
“So I’d be careful with that grapefruit.”

Crowley manages to secure the fruit without any risks. You can resume the travel. After a while you see more and more strange fruit and plants, until you seem to be in a completly different forest in a different world.


OCC: Spott hidden and listen roll

1d%pHdd60%

OOC:   Extreme success.

1d%L48%

OOC:   Regular success.

The weirdness of the environment is starting to make Crowley very wary and alert.

Jan not quite so much.

Listen 30 roll:29. Spot hidden 49 roll: 64

You don't hear any wildlife sounds (no birds, insects or monkeys). Except for some very near rustling sounds, like if some small animals were silently stalking you. You see some hoof prints in direction of the mountain... and a pack of 4 rodent-creatures with small tentacles dangling from their snouts who seem to preparing to attack you (the hoof prints are not from this creatures ).

"Agghh!! Rat things!!" Crowley calls out in alarmed disgust / horror. Not waiting for an attack to happen, he instinctively raises his shotgun and fires one barrel.

1d%H73%

OOC:   Regular hit.

4d6d

OOC:   7 points' damage to a Rat Thing, assuming that was a hit and the creature is close enough to take full damage.

OOC; Sorry, I forgot: sanity roll. If you fail your roll, loose 1d3. If not, don't loose anything.

1d%24

OOC:   Fail.

1d6/2

OOC:   Crowley will use his Resilient talent to lose 1 Luck instead.

Jan swiftly takes aim with her elephant gun. “They look rather like tapirs.” She says through the corner of her mouth. The gun booms.

Sanity: 42 roll:36. Rifle 75, roll 61. Damage 3d6+4: 13

You kill two of those things and the others immediatly run away.


OOC: Jan I need you to roll san.

Ooc: she did and she passed. (What’s scary about tentacles )

The forest is in silence again, like if nothing happened. You have now only the hoof prints in direction of the mountain.

"I think perhaps we should head back and collect the others before we find something a bit bigger that we have to battle. The others should be updated on what we've seen too."

OOC:   Are there any rat-thing remains undamaged enough that they could be collected? Or are the two dead ones fairly exploded / splattered?

Jan reloads and then kneels down and sketches the hoof print in a notebook. And then looks around for trophy remains.
She gives Crowley a narrow glance.
“I suppose so. It looks like that mountain should be our destination. I hope the others are easily persuaded to give up the nursing.”

You walk for several hours until you see camp.
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