Deep Hedge Expedition II

[Saber Sloth]

The Hedge as mysterious as it is dangerous, holding secrets and stories, even for those who venture into it's depths, though those deepest darkest depths are often, sometimes rightfully, steered away from. These dangers too close to the wounded hearts of their Durance. Places deeper then a casual visit or that of a moderate Patrol that this expedition focuses on.

Ruins, and Temples, and Hob-towns. Mines, and Fortresses and Outposts.

The Lost, take a moment, breaking down their camp where they had stopped to rest a moment before continuing.

Please include your Equipment, Health and WP with every post! And to be 100% clear you are already in the Hedge, all Hedgespun worn/carried will be active!

Aaaand! I will need Perception (remember Clarity!) a Wits + Survival aaand a Straight Stamina roll from each of you!

ReubanBrightwood Kray Vincent Black ragnarokxg

[Kray]

Checking he has all his gear. Weapons. Check. Oddities. Check. Long coat. Check. Hedgespun fedora of autumn leaves and sackcloth scarecrows. Check The great ogres nods quietly to himself. He had not been this far into the local hedge it was unfamiliar to him. All the more reason to venture into the more dangerous areas. Knowing what less immediate surrounding was like, what wonders and terrors it held appealed to the ashen courtier at a deep level. Being the only member of the Autumn court that curoristy was matched by a sense of obligation, if the court of fear would not venture out so far then who?. That didn't mean caution wasn't the watch word of the foray.

As part of his breaking down of the camp the Giant plucks a thorn from the briar and and just so pricks his left thumb to let a single drop of blood be shed. Giving the place its due for the information he hoped to divine while saving on glamour.

Pathfinder 3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 12:42:00	Kray rolls 3 to Pathfinder int 2 + wryd 2 -1 (unfamiliar hedge scape) (10 Again)	10, 8, 7, 10, 5	3 successes

As the divination does its work his bulbous yellow eyes cast around to fill in the picture with his more mundane and clarity impaired senses.

Perception 1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 12:43:17	Kray rolls 2 to Perception composure 2 + wits 2 - 2 (Clarity) (10 Again)	5, 10, 1	1 success

Keeping his wits and limited survival no how about him.

wits + Survival 2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 12:44:54	Kray rolls 3 to Wits + Survival (10 Again)	10, 3, 6, 9	2 successes

straight Stamina failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 12:45:50	Kray rolls 2 to Stamina (10 Again)	1, 3	failure

stats and equipment

Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12






wp for this scene 2/2


Reinforced Clothing (Long coat)
Bowie Knife 2L
Sledgehammer 2B (9-Again)
Fire Axe 3L
Machete 2L
Ice Axe 2L 1AP

Hedgespun fedora (0 dot)

Zippo lighter
Cracked Mirror
Sheathed knife gunked up by gum wort glue

[Circe]

The Hedge expedition came at an inopportune moment for Circe. She'd been in the process of working on her AKM. Not truly "upgrades" but some modifications. Wrapped stock to help with sighting it. Heat shroud over the barrel to combat burnout before she gets a drum magazine. The gun was in pieces for a deep clean too, needing days of drying that made it so it wasn't exactly ready for a Hedge trip. Stupidly, she started similar work with her silenced SKS.


Fortunately, Circe had another option than just dual revolvers and M1911. Even if that option had less range than the 1911. Still, Circe can slam fire her trench style shotty just fine if needed. Circe made a mental note to make some more solid rounds. Cold Iron was expensive, but she recalled the practice attempts did punch through a LOT of stuff. More of those could be helpful.


Her own camp cleanup work included a silly system of twine and bells being packed away. An alarm system was still an alarm system. Then checked the shotty, making sure it was still loaded with the buckshot. "I should invest more variety shells. And more dynamite," she thinks aloud.

3 suxx Notice Stuff

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 19:57:21	Circe rolls 7 to Perception (10 Again)	7, 7, 10, 4, 3, 9, 4, 10, 1	3 successes

4 suxx Track stuff

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 20:02:37	Circe rolls 7 to Wits + Survival (10 Again)	10, 4, 5, 9, 6, 8, 9, 4	4 successes

2 suxx, that coffee must help

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 20:04:48	Circe rolls 3 to Stamina (10 Again)	8, 8, 4	2 successes

Equipment

riot armor, machete, pump action shotgun [8+1 buckshot] + light mount, colt regular rounds [9] and a second 9 round magazine, 2 7-round magazines of regular, 1 7-round magazine of armor piercing, suppressor, boot knife 1, small medikit +0, 3 flasks of healing goblin fruit, Hedgespun multitool, lighter. fanny pack and harnesses. Water canteen. 8 small chemical break lights

Military backpack

8 spice bottles: 2 cumin, 2 garlic, 2 Monterey steak sauce seasoning, 2 white sage; 12 shortbread meal bars, 8 single serving cans of potted meat, 8 of 12 pack of water purification tablets, 2 water bottles, gas mask, 2 road flares, 3 cheap flashlights, military surplus mini-mess kit; 20' of twine plus small bells stuffed in cotton balls, ammo boxes: 12 buckshot shells, 20 regular shells, 30 colt45 regular rounds; Most important thing: 18 remaining packets of Caffe Busso instant coffee;

I hope this all gets posted. I just wont' stay logged in for some reason, could be spotty Internet :(

[Vincent Black]

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-27 11:49:03	Vincent Black rolls 6 to to Beasts Keen Senses (Wits2 + Wyrd3 +1) (10 Again)	9, 6, 9, 7, 6, 7	2 successes

Vincent Black had prepared for this; he had his back filled with some of the necessities they would need to explore the Hedge. They were going deeper into the hedge than they had in the past. He knew he could trust his two companions in here so he was as prepared as he could be.

"Dynamite sounds fun, but I would be afraid of accidentally setting one off somewhere we should not." Vincent replies with a chuckle.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-27 11:57:29	Vincent Black rolls 4 to Perception (Perception5 - Clarity1) (10 Again)	6, 2, 7, 9	1 success

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-27 11:58:59	Vincent Black rolls 5 to Wits + Survival (Wits2 + Survival3) (10 Again)	7, 7, 5, 2, 10, 3	1 success

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-27 11:59:53	Vincent Black rolls 3 to Stamina (Stamina3) (10 Again)	10, 9, 2, 10, 2	3 successes

STATS

Health:

Glamour:

Willpower:

CONTRACTS

Contracts:

Fang and Talon
Beast’s Keen Senses: +2 dice bonus to all Wits rolls relating to perception for the next full scene.
In addition, he gains the chosen animal’s most notable sensory ability

EQUIPMENT

Vest:

6 Magazines of Beretta Ammo
Holster with Beretta M92 (Damage 2L)
Flare gun
Compass

Back:

Bow
Quiver with 20 Arrows

Backpack:

Canteen with Water
5 MRE's (Meals Ready-to-Eat)
5 Road Flares
5 Glowsticks
Hammock

Boot:

Knife

[Saber Sloth]

The Lost finish breaking camp, Kray stifles a yawn - he'd slept just fine, but there was just...something that was dragging him down. A weight hanging around his neck, maybe it was the knowledge of where they were, and just how few of them were here. He thinks he'll be fine, a quick run through of his muscle groups and the knowledge of his own self, provide this knowledge, but. This deep in the Hedge, nothing was certain.

Waking in the Hedge each of the Lost are quick to reorient themselves. Kray, with his skill in clauses is quick to utilize them. From Pathfinding he knows,

...Nevernip can be found...
...there is an abandoned Archive...
...something stalks...


Around the Lost the Hedge seems strangely calm. There is a brisk breeze drifting through, Vincent can catch the scent of campfire smoke, different from the one they'd had in the dark of the night, there's a sweet-sour charred undercurrent being carried along with it. Like someone's sauce had spilled into the flame and everything is smelling like it.

Circe in contrast, as she takes down her primitive, but working alarm system around the camp, takes in the shadows with a well trained eye. Nothing seems to be out of order. The rising sun is casting shadows amongst the foliage, and those shadows seems to align with what she expects...but she still feels off.

Things seem alright, nothing horrible had happened in the night, they new where they are and, still had an idea of where they were going. To the Lost, this deep in the hedge, that was a win.

Alrighty, nothing bad is happening to Kray (yet!) But the next time I call for a stamina roll, he'll be at a -1! With Vincent and Circe passing, the next time I ask for a stamina check they can still roll flat.

I Don't want to rush so I haven't narrated you guys moving off from camp yet, you can share what you've learned/sensed/saw and we can use your wits+survival checks from the first posts as the ones used to go forward when you're ready to head out. Just make it clear when you want to move on from camp, and which direction you're headed

[Kray]

A great grey hand comes up to the terrible jaw to help stifle the yawn that seizes. Not a great sign. Blinking a few times to clear watery eyes as the divination alerts him to a handful of very useful things. He in turn passes the information along. "Hey. Both." Getting the attention of his follows. "Uh. There is Never... " A second yawn, because those never come alone. "Uh. Sorry. There is Nevernip nearby." Better to know then not without a doubt. "Oh. We got an abandoned archive around about." Now that was interesting. Tightening his grip with the not yawn smothering hand, his hammer swings up from a relaxed position to something more alert. "Ah. Heads up something stalks." He did not like that sensation, stalking, nothing that stalked was ever doing so just to say hello or offer some kind of trade deal.

Well if anyone needed another reason to keep their wits about them and alert they had. "Hm. What do we wan to do about that?" He liked to be independent but acting alone out here was a level of insanity he had not reached and hopefully never would. But for now talking to the rest of the team seemed like a sound plan.

stats and equipment

Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12






wp for this scene 2/2


Reinforced Clothing (Long coat)
Bowie Knife 2L
Sledgehammer 2B (9-Again)
Fire Axe 3L
Machete 2L
Ice Axe 2L 1AP

Hedgespun fedora (0 dot)

Zippo lighter
Cracked Mirror
Sheathed knife gunked up by gum wort glue

[Circe]

Circe stops sealing up her backpack and looks to the yawning Kray. Something sought them out? And the big guy was still sleepy, great. She fishes out a couple of instant coffee powders, not as good as the real deal, but Caffe Busso was the best of the worst. And it can be mixed quick for ice coffee. "We went through 2 lbs of burnt ends quick. Nevernip be bad choice," she votes in them. Circe is still kneeling as she gets out one water bottle, "You want cold coffee Kray?"


Best to ask before mixing. Ah, screw it. She'd drink it if he didn't, Circe opens the bottle and pours in a instant coffee mix, she starts shaking it. "Sugar. Next time bring more sugar. I'd prefer a coffee cafe over any of the three. We are getting low on it."


She puts down the shaken coffee, now that it is mixed.


"I do not like being prey," her Mantle flares up was on the topic of being stalked. Just in case, she pulls out and pockets shells for battle. Including a couple of regular shells. If it was something with a tough hide, they'd work better than the buck shot. "I am gonna make APs later. Heh, maybe we get a nice pelt or belt out of it. I suppose the archive is lottable."

Equipment

riot armor, machete, pump action shotgun [8+1 buckshot] + light mount, 5 buckshot shells, 9 regular shells. colt regular rounds [9] and a second 9 round magazine, 2 7-round magazines of regular, 1 7-round magazine of armor piercing, suppressor, boot knife 1, small medikit +0, 3 flasks of healing goblin fruit, Hedgespun multitool, lighter. fanny pack and harnesses. Water canteen. 8 small chemical break lights, 1 bottle of cold instant coffee; 1 instant coffee packet

Military backpack

8 spice bottles: 2 cumin, 2 garlic, 2 Monterey steak sauce seasoning, 2 white sage; 12 shortbread meal bars, 8 single serving cans of potted meat, 8 of 12 pack of water purification tablets, 1 water bottle, gas mask, 2 road flares, 3 cheap flashlights, military surplus mess kit; 20' of twine plus small bells stuffed in cotton balls, ammo boxes: 7 buckshot shells, 12 regular shells, 3 flare shells, 20 colt45 regular rounds; Most important thing: 16 remaining packets of Caffe Busso instant coffee;

[Vincent Black]

Vincent had begun to tear down camp when he caught the smell. Right before Kray mention the smell of Nevernip, Vincent smelled a sweet-sour smell mixed with campfire smoke. Something like a barbecue pit where the food was over sauced. "Funny you bring up Nevernip, I am smelling another campfire, also smells like they may have cooked something with a sweet and sour smell on it."

"If you do not mind Circe, I will take a coffee as well." Even though his senses were always on high alert, he still needs a jolt of caffeine to wake himself up. Vincent began looking through his gear making sure he had everything. And then Kray says something that sends a chill down his spine. Lowering his voice to a whisper, "Do you know from where?", before raising his voice "Are you sure man, it is the hedge, shit is always around." Hoping the others get what he is trying to do.

STATS

Health:

Glamour:

Willpower:

CONTRACTS

Contracts:

Fang and Talon
Beast’s Keen Senses: +2 dice bonus to all Wits rolls relating to perception for the next full scene.
In addition, he gains the chosen animal’s most notable sensory ability

EQUIPMENT

Vest:

6 Magazines of Beretta Ammo
Holster with Beretta M92 (Damage 2L)
Flare gun
Compass

Back:

Bow
Quiver with 20 Arrows

Backpack:

Canteen with Water
5 MRE's (Meals Ready-to-Eat)
5 Road Flares
5 Glowsticks
Hammock

[Saber Sloth]

The lost continue their morning routines, coffee is passed around to those who want it, and drunk as Kray's pathfinding knowledge is shared.

They pack up and finish getting ready to head out.

Around them, the Hedge continues as it had been, the shadows continue to correlate correctly, the campfire and sauce scent continues to waft. Everything is still strangely calm, like an anticipatory stillness.

Even if they wanted to leave, they would still need to move, and to move was to disrupt the stillness, calling attention to the Lost like ripples in a pond.

I'd like to get going, you can pick a direction, or choose another action, we'll still use your last survival checks like I said before, and we'll see what happens during this expedition!

[Kray]

He nods stifling another yawn. "Uh. yeah I'll take a coffee." He would have preferred tea but beggars and chooses. Which will be taken and consumed easy enough, cold, warm or just water and instant grounds in a sachet his stomach would hold it all down.

A shrug to Vincent's questions. "No. It was magic that told me anything at all. Just be alert." And don't forget it is there. "Uh. I'm most of the mind to check the archive." His primary vote on a direction if it's needed to break a tie. "But. Yeah if we need to look into this other camp that makes sense to." He looks to Circe though, the summer queen was groundskeeper and had most experience in the local hedge that he knew of, she got to make the call. And hoisting his hammer once more the Ogre will indeed head out in which ever direction is settled on.

stats and equipment

Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12






wp for this scene 2/2


Reinforced Clothing (Long coat)
Bowie Knife 2L
Sledgehammer 2B (9-Again)
Fire Axe 3L
Machete 2L
Ice Axe 2L 1AP

Zippo lighter
Cracked Mirror
Sheathed knife gunked up by gum wort glue