Surraruthru's Tree (Surraruthru)

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru lazily loops around Simmer and Kascha, waiting for Pearwood.

[Anastasia]

"Oh? Is something wrong?" Kascha asks.

"No, something's right," Pearwood points to the riverbank, "I believe that's wild acelus reed by the river bank. It's useful in many potions," he says, "I'm going to go harvest some." He flies down, leaving the rest of you where you are.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru moves down a bit to cut travel time to Pearwood in case he gets attacked by something.

[Anastasia]

Pearwood lands at the bank and immediately gets to harvesting reeds with a small scythe he pulls from his possessions.

Simmer stays in the air, looking ahead and to the sides, rather than down at the river.

Kascha floats down with you. "Have you ever done much potion brewing, Surru?" She keeps her gaze moving, but nothing seems to be happening besides the harvest.

[Iron Dragoon]

"None. It's a useful skill, but we never really knew anything about it to teach each other."

[Anastasia]

Pearwood isn't long - he moves with ease and skill, severing reeds and gathering them into a small bag. It's a plain brown coinbag, far too small to hold them, yet takes them in without any problem.

"Oh," Kascha murmurs, "I've never had the time to learn a brewer's arts, as they're really the working men of item creators. You can make a simple and profitable living making potions of cure light wounds and never run out of customers."

[Iron Dragoon]

"It's indeed a good choice. In fact, we may want to look into creating such a venture for Aurora. Our soldiers could always use some healing and empowering potions for on the spot use. I wonder if I could create a book that encompasses alchemist knowledge and imparts it on the user temporarily. Hmm... Something like an alchemist's encyclopedia. Recording techniques and imparting them the same way a spell book does..."

Surraruthru trails off, staring a bit blankly.

[Anastasia]

"I'm done," Pearwood announces a few moments later, taking to the air.

"Oh. Reverie over," Kascha smiles a bit, following him. "That's an interesting idea there, Surraruthru. Write that book and add it ot the library."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hmm, maybe. I plan to make a similar book for spellcrafting knowledge. It's something for later, in any case. Let's continue."

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 100 > [d100=100]
> roll 1d100 uh oh, subtables there
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 49 > [d100=49]

You travel perhaps another hour before the eternal sunset begins to dim. "That's a good sign, if..." Pearwood begins and looks up, "No, it's not a good sign." Above, the sky is rapidly filling up with heavy gray clouds. A wind begins to blow against you.

"A storm's coming?" Kascha half asks and half declares, "Bad enough to need shelter?"

"Absolutely. Storms in the Beastlands are savage and untamed, just like all the creatures here. We need to find shelter or make it and do it fast, storms come on rapidly and linger for some time." Pearwood says, already heading down to the gruond. "Flying through one is the height of folly."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Let's look for shelter, then. If nothing else, we can use the portable hole. I really need to get that Mage's Mansion thing sorted..."

[Anastasia]

Okay, do you have any ranks in Search or Survival, Surraruthru?

[Iron Dragoon]

28 ranks in Search for a total of +37, nothing in Survival.

[Anastasia]

Search check then.

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 1d20+37 Search
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 55 > [d20=18]