Deep Hedge Expedition I

[Saber Sloth]

Taking a moment for Sera to sketch the area, the Lost fall back into position and continue forward. Leaving the scrap of cloth, and it's haggard path behind.

Anatole, focusing less on the immediate scan of their surroundings, and more of the mystery of the trail, spot them, poking up from the gound. Finger bones, cleaned of meat and sinew, but dirtied by dirt.

As they walk, it comes upon them slowly, a rolling fog. Twisting and coiling around their feet. Growing thicker as they progress.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-01-29 12:23:28	Nothing rolls 5 to something insignificant (10 Again)	7, 4, 8, 5, 7	1 success

[Anatole]

Anatole frowns as he walks behind the party.

Once, he stops to take a better look at the ground; his brows furrow deeply and he grunts. The sound is loud (to him) but probably too quiet to alert anyone else moving along the trail.

He moves on, stopping once more to check his findings (batting aside the first errant strands of fog).

"There's bones on this here trail. If you look."

He spoke more loudly than he had intended, his gruff voice barrelling through the silence and the increasingly vaporous air (was anyone else seeing the deepening fog, he wondered).

"Damn!"

And all of a sudden, his feet was covered in swirling, heavy, fog.

Fog which conveniently covered up his findings...

[Colonel Worm]

The fog rolls in and it's got Worm on edge. Reduced visibility is not good. The knives, still in his hands, twitch and twirl. Ready for whatever may come.

And then Anatole sings out. Bones? What kind of bones? "Hold up," Worm calls to the other Lost. When they come to a halt, he'll join the Burned Dwarf to take a look at the remains.

He double times it back to his fellow Wizened and crouches where indicated. Waving at the tendrils of fog to get a clear look. If necessary, he'll scratch at the dirt around the fingers with his blades to uncover more of the bones.

[Intelligence + Medicine, dice=failure]91554[/dice]
But he can't seem to discern anything of note about Anatole's macabre discovery...

He looks up at the Dwarf and any others that have gathered around: "Not much to see... And, speaking of, what the fuck is up with this fog??"

Equipment:
Khukri knives (+ sheaths) x 2 2L*
Brass Knuckles x2 1B (in pants pockets)
Bastard Sword (+ Sheath) 3/4L*
Kevlar Vest (thin)
Reinforced Clothing (Motorcycle jacket)
Advanced First Aid Kit
Water bottle (in first aid kit exterior pocket)
Bag of Beef jerky
Cigarettes + Lighter

[James Turner]

He'd gotten the lay of the scene to have his assumption verified and see that they hadn't been in immediate danger. There was intent but not panicked intent, no fight or flight read within the brambles as they unwove their tale. The journey continued on, silent stalking steps as Anatole pointed something out.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-02 15:50:41	James Turner rolls 7 to Perception (Wits + Comp) (10 Again)	5, 5, 2, 3, 5, 6, 4	failure

Something that needed looked at, it could be evidence or a strange fruit but even as those obsidian orbs swept southernly to investigate a plume of fog rolled in. John took a second to scan the horizon before it had time to mask anything else. The behavior of prey seeing if there were predators around. "See if it ends up being blessing or bane." His voice a soft hush as he bent his knees to get lower, closer to the fog. Hopefully he could use it too.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-02 15:51:50	James Turner rolls 4 to Stealth (Dex: 2 + Stealth: 2) (9 Again)	3, 1, 7, 7	failure

Thanks for being patient with me.

Stats

Equipment

Equipment: Survival Knife(+1L) ,Hiking Backpack, Rope, multi-tool, emergency blanket, road flares, full zippo, 4 packs of cigarettes, sunglasses, 1 Box meal bars(partially eaten), 1 3L camelpack, sleeping bag pop-up tent and a flashlight.

[Seraphina]

The Nix stops when Anatole mentions bones.

“Human or animal?” she asks, crouching to get a look. But the fog was either hiding any marks she could pick up on, or she just couldn’t tell.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-02 16:40:58	Seraphina rolls 3 to Bones?(Int+Med)-2 Fog (10 Again)	2, 7, 2	failure

Wait…fog? Head moves around, scanning the area. Where did it come from?

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-02 16:43:34	Seraphina rolls 5 to Looking Around(Wits3+Comp3)-1 Clarity (10 Again)	9, 3, 2, 3, 6	1 success

Eyes move towards Worm, a single shoulder rises. “I don’t know.” Her voice soft.

As John spoke, and got closer to the ground, the Nix held her place. But would making herself a smaller, hopefully, target help? Her hand moves to her dagger, just in case.

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, steel toed boots, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, gardening gloves, notebook with pencil

Health 7
WP 3

[Saber Sloth]

The fog lay thick and cloying, curling around their feet and obscuring them, and the bones from view.

Sera looks to and fro, noticing the fog grows thicker and gaining and strange, but subtle blue glow in the direction they're heading, while the fog abruptly cuts off, gone as if it never was, behind the heel of the last Lost in the line.

Looking through the fog is a -2 to Perception!

If you want to figure out the fog, you can roll Wits+Survival if you have a spec in Hedge, or Int+Occult!

[Anatole]

"Human, I reckon."

Anatole focussed on Seraphina while he attempted to give Worm room while he examined the ground. To no avail, of course, as the fog swirled thickly around them.

The burned dwarf cursed and tugged on his beard thoughtfully.

"Let me think..."

He responded to the other wizened's enquiry.

4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-05 19:16:34	Anatole knows... Things! rolls 6 to Intelligence + Occult (10 Again)	8, 10, 2, 3, 2, 10, 9, 3	4 successes

EQUIPMENT
Axe
Knife
Basic Lockpicks (+0 bonus)
Durable clothing, including gloves (+0 Armour bonus)
Hessian Bag
Trail Rations
Bottled Water

[Colonel Worm]

Bones are bones. Probably loads of them all over in this fucking place. It's the fog that's worrying Worm now.

The way it grows ever thicker in front of them, and disappears directly behind. This is not your everyday meteorology. Somethings fucked up in Denmark.

Worm's not equipped to determine the nature of the stuff. Anyway, he's too busy trying to see through it. Trying to make sure nobody's using it for cover to get the jump on them.

He stands again and peers ahead of them, keeping watch while the others confab.

"Take you time, bub," he replies to the Dwarf. "We're only drowning in pea soup." He quips, but it's not sharp. Just a joke.

Perception, failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-05 19:35:54	Colonel Worm rolls 2 to Wits + Composure -1 (clarity) -2 Fog (10 Again)	6, 6	failure

"Can't see shit out here..." he mutters.

Equipment:
Khukri knives (+ sheaths) x 2 2L*
Brass Knuckles x2 1B (in pants pockets)
Bastard Sword (+ Sheath) 3/4L*
Kevlar Vest (thin)
Reinforced Clothing (Motorcycle jacket)
Advanced First Aid Kit
Water bottle (in first aid kit exterior pocket)
Bag of Beef jerky
Cigarettes + Lighter

[Seraphina]

The subtle blue glow was weird. Looking to the others, to see if they noticed it, she decides to speak up, “Anyone else seeing the blue glow coming from the way we were heading?” it could be a good glow…or a bad one.

When Anatole mentions he believes them to be human bones, there was a brief shudder. She wasn’t surprised, this was the Hedge after all. And bones, especially human, were expected. But it didn’t make it any less creepy to her.

Worm mentions he couldn’t see anything, and, well, she couldn’t either. This was crazy, no one comes prepared for crazy ass fog.

But she keeps her position, not moving.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-07 10:21:48	Seraphina rolls 3 to See through the fog?(Wits+Comp)-1 Clarity -2 pen (10 Again)	5, 6, 1	failure

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, steel toed boots, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, gardening gloves, notebook with pencil

Health 7
WP 3

[James Turner]

Bones were bones but like the hacked apart hedge they too told a story unless too worn of time, but that told a different story yet. John was slower than most, slower to act, slower to react, wanting a full scope of what lie before them. The other's keeping caution to heart helped give him a little more time to try and understand what was happening. The fog making the chase for the bones, while not impossible for the Winter King, a less pressing concern.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-07 16:53:28	James Turner rolls 5 to Wits + Survival + Specialty (10 Again)	9, 7, 6, 6, 8	2 successes

Because what brought the fog in could very well have created the bones now. And then the fog slipped away replaced by a soft blue glow forward. John took the moment to look forward and then look back noting the abrupt cut off and wrinkled his brow. "The Outpost maybe? Defenses of some sort." His gaze turning to Anatole though wondering what he knew of the fog as well. There was a great advantage to travelling with a full seasonal cycle.

Stats

Equipment

Equipment: Survival Knife(+1L) ,Hiking Backpack, Rope, multi-tool, emergency blanket, road flares, full zippo, 4 packs of cigarettes, sunglasses, 1 Box meal bars(partially eaten), 1 3L camelpack, sleeping bag pop-up tent and a flashlight.