Caltrix Nimblesquirl
Twilight Halfling; Acrobat; Rogue (Thief; 1); (TBA) Archetype; Harrow Card: 'The Locksmith'
HP: 15/15 | AC:17: Explorer's | Speed: 25' |Senses: Low-light vision; Keen Eyes | Lang: Common; Halfling; Gnome; Varisian
Perception (E): +7 | Fort (T): +4 | Ref (E): +9| Will (E): +7 |
| Skills | Attributes | Attacks | Sneak Atk Dmg |Hero Pts.: 1
[Some time before whilst the Party is still at Zellara's]
"Do you need any help there Caltrix? I am skilled at healing and have a healer's tool kit."
Thank you, Ionacu, replied the halfling. It's not too bad really, but could have been worse. If you have a salve for cuts, though, it would probably be safer than this makeshift alcohol wash. She winces a bit at the sting.
Just a run-in with some squatters when I went back to collect my bow & arrows and a few other items. The Shingles can turn cutthroat quickly.
[To real time]
I'd have been in favor of procuring a boat; boarding the trawl from the river; and thence into the fishery. But perhaps we don't have time for that or reconnoitering - Caltrix, like the others, feeling the unsettling sense of urgency - and, it is gloomy and we're not used to working with one another (yet).
For that matter, I'm not really much used to this sort of thing myself, she admitted. I might try to get to a place where I could take the trawl under fire from my bow, but perhaps simple and direct, as Ihrin says, would be best ... and she trails off.