<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC/Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">............I hate you lol.  Joking aside, let's see what happens next then.  ;D<br/><br/>Roll Result: Vergil1989 rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: Perception<br/>Result: 11,<br/>Total: 11 and I think I get another plus 6 for that particular skill so that would be = 17 all told.  I had a checkpoint in the box for Perception anyway.  Not sure how to figure out what my mods are just yet lol.</div></div><br/>While perhaps she had underestimated her own ability, Veronica did her best to ignore the feeling that she could have successfully navigated her way through the woods better than she had believed as she followed the safe and sure path before them.  The view around them was outside of her preferred environment anyway, having always been a city girl in reality, but Veronica couldn't deny the beautiful scenery on every side as the city behind them gave way to the forested path and the open fields on either side.  And while it was just hot enough that she could feel sweat forming along her skin, the light, cool breeze blowing through the immediate area made it more than bearable for the tiefling.  Up until the deer ran out of the underbrush, spooked by them most likely, Veronica nearly forgot that they were heading into dangerous territory, but afterwards, she followed Katrianna's advice and drew her sword from its sheath.  After a moment though, she put her longsword back into the leather sheath on her hip, and instead pulled out her gun before going through the action of loading a shot and a bit of blackpowder into the single chamber.  Hoping that it would still be functional after she had stuffed the contents into the weapon, she put the gun back into her hip holster before drawing her sword once more.<strong>"Thank the gods that I watched all those old Revolutionary War movies way back when."</strong>While she hadn't enjoyed them persay, she did remember that old time guns like hers had required a bit of a process to being loaded and prepared for firing before someone could actually fire said weapon.  She just hoped the wad of blackpowder and the bullet wouldn't end up leaking out or going somewhere they weren't meant to go, or she'd be in trouble later.<br/><br/>Still, she shook her head as she looked towards the knocked over cart.  Half tempted to pocket the metallic ores that had been thrown out upon crashing, she left the rocks alone since one, she wasn't even sure what she really needed to make her own gun just yet, and two, Veronica was not the type to steal from an honest man's work just to make her own life easier.  Besides, the imminent danger and the sign of the goblins having dragged away the driver as well as the horse most likely made it pretty clear she needed to keep herself focused on the task at hand.<strong>"Chances are good they're in the trees, if the tracks are to be believed, but the nearby hills could be just as likely for a possible ambush point.  Damn but I'm not sure which way they might be."</strong>She muttered, but given the tracks and the fact they disappeared into the trees, something made her wonder if perhaps it was the hills that held the true danger to their person.  It was a little too easy to her, a little too visible, or she was just being paranoid.  But that didn't stop Veronica from pointing to the hills, having come to the decision that they'd be better off starting in that area first and foremost.