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**whittling knife | **whittling knife | ||
− | Riding | + | Riding wolf, ''Warm Pillow'' <br> |
AC 6 [13], HD 4+1, Att 1 × bite (2d4), THAC0 15 [+4], MV 150’ (50’), SV D12 W13 P14 B15 S16 (2), ML 8, AL Neutral | AC 6 [13], HD 4+1, Att 1 × bite (2d4), THAC0 15 [+4], MV 150’ (50’), SV D12 W13 P14 B15 S16 (2), ML 8, AL Neutral | ||
− | + | Mule, ''Not Yet Food'' <br> | |
− | AC 7 [12], HD 2 (9hp), Att | + | AC 7 [12], HD 2 (9hp), Att 1 × kick (1d4) or 1 × bite (1d3), THAC0 18 [+1], MV 120’ (40’), SV D14 W15 P16 B17 S18 (NH), ML 8, AL Neutral |
*tent | *tent | ||
*crowbar | *crowbar | ||
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*flask of oil (8) | *flask of oil (8) | ||
*iron rations, 7 days | *iron rations, 7 days | ||
− | *standard rations, | + | *standard rations, 7 days |
*quiver of arrows (2) | *quiver of arrows (2) | ||
*sack, large (8) | *sack, large (8) | ||
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*waterskin, full (4) | *waterskin, full (4) | ||
*saddlebags (6) | *saddlebags (6) | ||
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== Notes == | == Notes == | ||
*[https://forum.rpg.net/index.php?threads/ic-strangers-in-a-strange-land.887002/post-24064670 There is some chuckling over this.] "For the most part, little one," Hilhrun says, taking a few puffs on the proffered pipe, "your kind avoids the open skies that we prefer, so no to that, I'm afraid. As to the she-wolf? I have not heard of such a thing. Although . . ." she trails off and looks at the darkening heavens. "There is a hermit to the north and west of year. A Man, like those you travel with. They say he sees further than he should. I have never gotten anything but riddles and nonsense from him, but perhaps that would be a place for you to start. If you head north the plains grow uneven, and thick with trees, before the mountains rise into the sky. Follow the tree-line west, then north, and you will see a curious cluster of three pillars of rocks. The hermit -- I do not know if he has a name -- lives at the base of those pillars." | *[https://forum.rpg.net/index.php?threads/ic-strangers-in-a-strange-land.887002/post-24064670 There is some chuckling over this.] "For the most part, little one," Hilhrun says, taking a few puffs on the proffered pipe, "your kind avoids the open skies that we prefer, so no to that, I'm afraid. As to the she-wolf? I have not heard of such a thing. Although . . ." she trails off and looks at the darkening heavens. "There is a hermit to the north and west of year. A Man, like those you travel with. They say he sees further than he should. I have never gotten anything but riddles and nonsense from him, but perhaps that would be a place for you to start. If you head north the plains grow uneven, and thick with trees, before the mountains rise into the sky. Follow the tree-line west, then north, and you will see a curious cluster of three pillars of rocks. The hermit -- I do not know if he has a name -- lives at the base of those pillars." | ||
*[https://forum.rpg.net/index.php?threads/ic-strangers-in-a-strange-land.887002/post-24064799 There's some low conversation among the horsefolk] and one of them, who hasn't been named yet, speaks up. "At the last Moot, I heard tell of a village of owl-folk, living somewhere on the edge of a haunted wood. East of here, I believe. The owl-folk are said to have the gift of prophecy. They may know about your She-Wolf, as well." | *[https://forum.rpg.net/index.php?threads/ic-strangers-in-a-strange-land.887002/post-24064799 There's some low conversation among the horsefolk] and one of them, who hasn't been named yet, speaks up. "At the last Moot, I heard tell of a village of owl-folk, living somewhere on the edge of a haunted wood. East of here, I believe. The owl-folk are said to have the gift of prophecy. They may know about your She-Wolf, as well." |