<strong>Grolo Feyseeker (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=918280)<br/>Spider's Bone Yard<br/>Kamelands</strong><br/><br/>The climb wasn't nearly as bad as Grolo had anticipated.  The hill's face, while steep, was deeply lined with crevasses and protrusions that formed natural handholds.  The exposed rock was rough and pitted, allowing for a good grip.  The fight with the great spider had filled him with adrenaline and vigor, allowing him to fly up the face of the hill.<br/><br/>The adrenaline didn't last for long, however.  He felt his arms shaking as he neared the top, and his right leg was going numb.  Not used to exerting himself to such a degree, Grolo was huffing like a smith's furnace as he pulled himself over the top.  He slipped the backpack and, for a brief moment, allowed himself to lie on the sunbaked dirt and stone.<br/><br/>He forced himself up after a few seconds, taking in the hilltop and the surrounding lands.  He could see for<em>miles</em>up here.  He half expected to see Oleg's trading post to the northwest, but he couldn't find the squat walled outpost amidst the expansive grasslands.  The sight took his breath away nonetheless, especially when he looked to the south.  To his left, the hills spread across the land, none half as tall as the one he stood upon.  A glistening blue serpent wound amidst the hills, a river that Oleg had not mentioned that morning.  Or was it a part of the Thorn?  It was difficult to tell, since the Narlmarches lay beyond his vision, even atop the hill.<br/><br/>"Ho down there, little people!" Grolo called to the others below, his bright red hair poking over the crest of the hill.  "I can see far and long from up here, though not nearly as far as Oleg's.  The hills continue on to the south, and there's a river to the southeast running through the valleys.  I also see a great tree atop one of the hills to the southwest."<br/><br/>Grolo looked back at the tree as he waited for his companions to respond.  Something about it stirred his memory...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Grolo holds his position on the edge of the hill and makes a knowledge check to see if kobolds could be expected to settle beneath such an immense tree.  Knowledge (Local): 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59612)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Grolo Feyseeker<br/>Level 1 Gnome Bard</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=918280)<br/><em>Relaying geographic information.</em><br/>HP: 11/11<br/>Subdual: 11/11<br/>Hit Dice: 1d8<br/>Init: +3<br/><br/><strong>Saves</strong><br/>Fort: +2<br/>Reflex: +4<br/>Will: +1<br/><br/><strong>Defense</strong><br/>AC: 13<br/>Touch: 13<br/>Flat: 11<br/>CMD: 9<br/><br/><strong>Offense</strong><br/>Melee: -1<br/>Ranged: +3<br/>Carved Shortbow: 1d4 - 2 , 19 arrows  <br/>Quarterstaff: 1d4/1d4<br/><br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong><br/>Cantrips- ∞<br/>1st - 2/2<br/><br/><strong>Bardic</strong><br/>Bardic Performance: 6/8 Rounds<br/></div></div>