geriah
Well, your in the consort station, probably to hide after the trolls walked past, and you got the message from Imulva.
poisonConnoisseur
Nefarious cackles at the idea of a biology lesson
He creeps towards the edge of the forest, looking for a weaker troll
geriah
Well, for now you don't spot any particularly weak trolls, only that group of them that you saw earlier. They haven't seen you yet, but they seem to be looking for someone.
poisonConnoisseur
Hmmph, figures
Nefarious goes in the other direction of the group
geriah
Roll stealth.
poisonConnoisseur
!roll 1d20+1
Kaiserbot[Dice]
rolled 1d20+1 --> [ 1d20=6 ] | {7}
geriah
Unfortunately, the group spots you as you move from tree to tree. One in the front of the pack says something like "What the fuck is that mutant?"
poisonConnoisseur
Damn, Nefarious attempts to hide behind the closest thing he can
geriah
Which is a tree. Not dissuaded, they continue towards your position and you can hear footsteps coming closer and closer.
poisonConnoisseur
Nefarious pours a vial of corrosive acid and lays it down as a trap, then moves 30 feet to another tree further down