Ollisir the Silent
The wind carries a scent of wet earth and impending violence. This path leads to a tomb for many, but Harold must see the necessity of our survival.
Ollisir the Silent
The ropes are tight, Harold. These beasts are restless. They sense the predators ahead, even if we do not.
Harold Blackhoof
They know better than to fear the jungle, Ollisir. We have the obsidian charm, and we have our resolve. That will be enough.
The Soldier
Captain, the men are ready. We have cleared the perimeter, but the mist is thickening. We should move before the sun exposes our flank.
Harold Blackhoof
The Brass Shield is failing, yet they look to me. I will not be the captain who let the fire go cold.
Harold Blackhoof steps toward the gate, his heavy armor clanking against the wet stone. The jungle waits like a hungry maw.
+ Scene Quest Added
Survive the jungle trek
+ New Item Acquired
Longsword
“I tell ollisir "stay here at the hold with the few men and dont bother answering the gates to anyone bringing none order nonse to our hold" "see them off with force if you must"”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +1)
Harold Blackhoof
Ollisir, you stay here. Keep the few men we have behind these walls. Do not answer the gates for anyone unless they bear the Wildthorn sigil.
Harold Blackhoof
If these pirates or any others come knocking with their nonsense, see them off with force. Do not hesitate.
Ollisir the Silent
He leads with iron today. It is a dangerous gamble to leave the gate unattended, yet his command is absolute.
Ollisir the Silent
Understood, Captain. The Brass Shield will remain a tomb for any who dare approach uninvited. Go.
Harold Blackhoof
Ollisir is a brother in spirit, but even he needs clear boundaries when the hold is this fragile. Now, the eggs await.
Harold Blackhoof turns his back on the safety of the fortress, stepping firmly into the shifting, white fog of the wild.
“With my sense tuned to my surrounding i lead the men the way to the nest”
SUCCESS (Great Perception, rolled -1)
Harold Blackhoof
Keep your eyes sharp, men. The mist is thick enough to swallow a tank, but I can hear the telltale clicking of the nest guards ahead.
Harold Blackhoof
My ears are twitching. That faint, rhythmic scraping against stone... it is not the wind. The T-Rex nest is close.
Harold Blackhoof raises a massive, furred hand, signaling the small scouting party to halt in the damp undergrowth.
Harold Blackhoof
The ground beneath my hooves feels wrong. Too soft. If I misstep, the entire forest will know we are here.
Harold Blackhoof
There. Through the canopy gaps. Do you see the shimmer of the eggs?
He points toward a clearing where three oversized, pulsating eggs rest in a nest of bleached bone and crushed foliage, guarded by a massive, slumbering reptile.
Quest Complete
Survive the jungle trek
Attribute Upgrade: Willpower Good→Great
+ Scene Quest Added
Defeat the nest guardian
+ New Item Acquired
Heavy iron spear