canada ♔ you might make it boy but by the skin of your teeth

[adamantiumed]

WHO || Logan, Grimrot, Miles, Nels, Abigail  [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights head to a secluded village to help put an end to a dangerous disease
WHERE ||Falcon's Hollow, Canada and Darkmoon Vale
WHEN || April 21st [back dated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Perched at the edge of any civilized lands, the small lumber town of Falcon's Hollow has always had to rely on itself to solve its  problems.  Now the hacking coughs of the sick are heard throughout the town.  The plague has come to the Hollow, and the town is ill equipped to stop it on its own, particularly given its resistance to magic.

That's where the Knights come in, sent to assist a local herbalist in putting together enough supplies to mass produce a cure.

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Flight Threads

[adamantiumed]

[ for any flight interactions, considering it's like a nine hour flight or sth... ]

[lurings]

[ like a loser, abigail spends the flight reading or napping. when she's awake, she's usually leafing through a book on plantlife that she bought. bought and paid for specifically so she can highlight it. :) sometimes she plays on her phone, slowly losing to stiles at trivia crack from across continent the ocean. she's pretty stoked to be heading, basically, home but in typical abigail fashion is just comes off like emotionless boredom. ]

Grimrot

[grimrot]

[Predictably, Grimrot has her nose in a book, this time one on Shadow World plants and their uses. Though she has lots of reading stamina, eventually even she falls asleep, glasses still on and perilously crooked, book still perched on her lap.]

[adamantiumed]

[ while she still awakes, logan speaks up from across the aisle ] Anything useful in there?

[grimrot]

So many things! [She gushes, looking up from the book with a huge smile that shows off her fangs a little too much.] Er, unless you meant specifically pertaining to the mission? [Research 13 so idk probably not....]

[adamantiumed]

[ the fangs don't bother him, aight. ] ... I meant that we could use.

[zwy_il]

[Nels spends his flight quietly working through Sudoku puzzles in impressively rapid succession. He occasionally takes breaks to meditate.]

[theminotaur]

[ quiet like a mouse, abigail creeps over on her way back from idk peeing or something. SOMETHING. ]

'cuse me, could I-- would you mind if I borrowed one of those? [ she points to the sudoku books, chewing on her lip anxiously. ]

[zwy_il]

[Nels smiles wide at the interruption.]

Borrowing would imply returning it... Puzzle books aren't so good the second time through... [He winks, and passes her a crisp new one from his pack.] But I do have plenty enough to go around. They're great for keeping the mind sharp.

[theminotaur]

I know. [ when you spend time in a psychiatric home, games like that are all you can play to keep from going insane.

ironically. ]

I used to play it a lot. And thank you. [ she cradles it firmly to her chest and wavers on moving away after such a cursory conversation. he seems nice, if not super intimidating because while he only has half a foot on her, she's pretty sure he could crush her with his pinky finger.

mrrrrh HOW DO YOU PEOPLE. ]

falcon's hollow

[adamantiumed]

[ the knights take a rented car out to the small village, passing several lumber camps covered in snow. the village itself is situated at the edge of a frozen river, and seems to consist of no more than about forty buildings clustered together. logan pulls over in the center of town, and looks out the window for a few moments before swinging the door open. ] Probably gonna have to ask around for this herbalist.

[lurings]

[ abigail vaults out of the car because enclosed spaces and people is a no when there is fresh air and snow outside. looking around, she adjusts how her backpacks sits on her shoulders. it looks like her back yard. ]

Should we just knock on a door or two? It's a small town, people will probably know who we're looking for right off the bat.

[adamantiumed]

Go for it. [ lmao socializing. not his forte. ]

[lurings]

[ abigail looks between the rest of them, eyes settling on miles because he scares her the least, and lifts her eyebrows like I CHOOSE YOU PIKACHU. also let's go. because look at her not waiting for anyone else and setting off to knock on, literally, the first door she comes to. ]

[cuivre]

[Oh he's been picked to help with this part? He seems to accept this easily enough as he walks after her. Time to ask door to door hooray!]

lumber consortium camp

[adamantiumed]

[ the path towards the woods of darkmoon vale ends at a lumber camp, which cuts an ugly scar of stumps into a dense strand of proud darkwood trees. five sturdy-looking log buildings - seemingly a bunkhouse, mess hall, office, barn, and smithy - numerous wide carts and sleds amid the sawdust covered clearing. callous, unrelenting workers pass by, not paying them any mind. ]

They might be able to draw us a map to where we can find some of those places Laurel mentioned. Worth askin'.

[theminotaur]

Got it. [ abigail doesn't want to talk to people or ask for directions, but she also wants to get this over and done with in as expedient a manner humanly (or inhumanly considering her company) possible.

so she marches toward what she thinks looks like the office. (wis crit fail, it's probably not the office.) ]

[grimrot]

Ah... [Grimrot catches her shoulder.] I believe those are the outhouses, actually. Those look a bit more likely. [She points towards a collection of... more likely buildings (navigate 16).]

[adamantiumed]

[ they come across a little shack with the name "Foreman" written on the outside, and logan pushes the door, revealing a filthy office, thickly decorated with taxidermies of fierce forest animals. the greasy looking forearm is bent over some papers at his desk, and he doesn't look up, snapping: "What is it?" ]

[cuivre]

Hey, man. We were hoping we could get a hold of a map. We're looking for a couple places that might be kind of out of the way and could use some help.

[Diplomacy...6]

into the woods~

[adamantiumed]

[ they head north out of the logging camp, leaving the sounds of civilization behind as they make their way into the darkness of the woods. logan glances at the map a few times, but seems to act like he knows where he's going, on high alert as he moves through the forest, muscles tense, nose occasionally sniffing at the air around them.

that sniffer leads him to hold out an arm right in front of abigail at one point. he nods ahead, to where a dead rabbit is nestled in a bed of leaves. ] Careful.

[theminotaur]

[ she pulls up short, startled by the sudden arm across her chest. following logan's gaze, she squints to see it before ducking under his arm and slowly moving towards it. if it was killed by an animal she might be able to figure out what kind of animal -- and thus, what animals they might run into in the forest -- and if it died of natural causes... well, maybe the illness the communicable between species.

her approach is cautious, keeping an eye out for snares (spot 8), as she crouches down next to it. (survival 25 + knowledge: earth and life sciences 27) ]

[cuivre]

What is it?

[As he approaches, though he stops behind Logan, peering ahead of them (spot 13).]

[grimrot]

[Grimrot peers ahead as well, searching her memory for anything she might have read about local customs this could be part of (knowledge local 17).]

[adamantiumed]

[ she ducks under his arm before he knows what she's doing, and he turns his head to answer miles with: ] It's a -- [ but is cut off by the sudden sound of that giant leaf pile caving in under abigail's footsteps, into the pit below. reflex save dc 20 to avoid falling - 12 dmg if she plummets to the bottom of the thirty foot deep pit.

grimrot would recognize instantly that this is probably a hunter's snare :') ]] ... Trap.