Scene VIII: The Neverending Forest

[Sly Boots]

Doc's canteen is empty, so he's going to attempt to melt some from the bucket with his lighter, to try to fill it up.

[Wrathbone]

So...who wants to climb down the well to investigate?

I’ll give it a go, though my last experience with a well was turbulent.

[Stormbringer]

Doc's canteen is empty, so he's going to attempt to melt some from the bucket with his lighter, to try to fill it up.

Congratulations! You have found a source of fresh water! Everyone full up your canteens while you can!

Cadaver Kid, before you go climbing down the well...roll me a WITS test.

Doc, since you're so close to the well, can you roll me a WITS test too?

[Wrathbone]

5 + 2 = 7

[Stormbringer]

Cadaver Kid peers over the edge of the well and sees nothing but darkness, nor does he hear anything below.

[Sly Boots]

Doc will offer CK his Cactus Juice. "Looks a bit slippy, Kid, take a nip o' this, could make the climb a little easier."

(WB - this potion reduces the difficulty of you next roll by 2)

[Wrathbone]

“Always do what the doctor orders!” I gratefully chug the cactus juice and proceed down the perfectly safe well.

[Stormbringer]

All right, CK, roll me a SLICK test to get down that rope.

Target number is 6 after modifiers (thanks to the Cactus Juice)

[Wrathbone]

16 + 1 = 17

[Stormbringer]

Cadaver Kid, lowering the bucket to the bottom of the well, slides down the rope into the dark depths.

It's pitch-black down here, but you think you hear something whimpering in the darkness.

[Wrathbone]

I light a match and then draw my Slackarms with the spare hand.

[Stormbringer]

Cowering at the bottom of the well (whose water is frozen solid) is a dog! By the looks of things, a sad, lost dog, who somehow got trapped down here.

[Animalmother]

Is there an animal at the bottom of every well in this world?

[Wrathbone]

I slowly approach and hold a hand out to see if it comes to me.

[Stormbringer]

Is there an animal at the bottom of every well in this world?

Yes. It's the law! ¬_¬

I slowly approach and hold a hand out to see if it comes to me.

The dog, desperate, comes running to you and begins nuzzling its face against your hand, whimpering softly.