Sinthorn sighs after studying the tree.   He apparently considers digging, then changes his mind...fortunately he notices the dropping pot before it lands, so he's not completely startled.  Glancing up,  he squints, then shakes his head slightly,  murmuring to the arcanist next to him.  "I shall scout briefly while the others regroup.".  With that he fades into the wilderness,   spiraling outward.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------<br/>Moving half speed (30),   senses on alert. (Darkvision 90, low light, scent).  relevent rolls: hide 6+39=45,  Move silent 14+24=39,  Spot 5+33=38,  Listen 4+28=32,  survival 18+22=40<br/><br/>editted, forgot +2 knowledge nature synergy<br/>