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"Ok, nice carrot for you, nice exit for me. You get to keep both your giant lucky rabbits feet. Lets hope they are lucky for both of us." |
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Sparrow helped Balbanes up and shook her head slightly as he asked if she was hurt "No, i'm quite alright" she said as she let go of his hand and stepped away. She turned her attention to the stones in the water again as Banes wondered aloud how to cross the stream. Sparrow felt it obvious of what to do, but she supposed that might be a little to far for a human to jump. She stood there for a moment, waiting while he thought of a way to cross, not about to leave him behind. Her head turned in his direction as he stepped away from the shore, watching him through Rorek curiously, giving a small laugh as he said he had an idea 'this should be interesting' she thought to herself. Hearing him rummage about in his backpack she soon hears the tearing of cloth, tilting her head slightly. Taking a small step forward she reached out towards him and made a soft sound as he drew the dagger across his arm. Her hand soon comes to her nose at the smell of blood. She didn't mind it, it was more out of shock. "When I take this and toss it into the river, wait a moment, and I think you'll find that the threat of being devoured has passed." he told her. She took a few steps back so she could get a running start to to jump "Don't worry about me, but keep your arm out of the water so they are not drawn back to you." She told him. At least this way, if she did fall in the water then she would have a chance to get back up again unscathed.
As he tossed the blood soaked rags and stick into the water Rorek came from the sky and dove for the first rock, giving a soft chirp to to tell her where he fee needed to be. she took a few long strides before Dice Roll:
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Eljin The creature snorts and shies away when you toss the carrot onto the ground, but curiosity soon gets the better of her. Stepping tentatively towards it, she lowers her head and sniffs at the tuber, her eyes on you the entire time. The baby also emerges from behind its mother, peeking it's head out to see what the fuss is about. The mother nibbles at the carrot, her velvet lips working around it carefully, her giant ears twitching the entire time. The baby takes a few steps forward and the mother does not stop it. You watch as the mother and offspring share the carrot until it is fully consumed. That is when something amazing happens. The baby raises its head up from the ground as the last bite disappears and takes a few steps towards you. The mother grunts and tosses her head, but makes no move to stop it. When the baby is within arms reach of you, it lets out a loud mewl and tosses it's head, it's eyes fixed on the pouch where your food stash is contained. It appears that you have +500XPdiffused the situation, but you realize that in feeding the creatures, you may have just gained a new "family". Maxwell Rachel's sobs begin to quiet as you comfort her. She peers up at you with wide eyes when you mention that the land you have traveled from has only one sun, but then purses her lips in an expression of resolution and bravery when you tell her that you need her help. "They're called the Krakor." She says, wiping the tears from her eyes. "They live in the mountains, but nobody knows where exactly. Papa said that nobody has even seen them in a long, long time. They ride the Foruntine and kill everybody they meet. Papa says it's because they were here before other people came and they think that the land belongs to them." She sniffles and leans back against your chest. "He said people only talk about them because they want to scare their children when they are being bad. He said that they didn't come down from the mountains anymore, but I guess he was wrong." Together you gaze out at the grass as it stirs softly in the wind. "When they came, Mama told me to go run and hide. Her and Papa were going to stay and fight with my brothers." She peers up at you. "I was really scared, especially when it got quiet and all I could hear was the Krakor talking. I couldn't understand what they were saying though, so I stayed hidden until they rode off." She looks down again and starts fidgeting with the hem of her torn dress. "That's when I sneaked out, but everybody was dead." She speaks softly and you can tell that she is trying very hard not to cry. The child's bravery is incredible. When you inquire as to the direction of the Krakor's departure, she points southeast. "I guess they were probably going to the Gerand's. They have a farm not far away. I used to play with Sarah. She was about the same age as me." She looks up at you again and you can tell that she is judging your expression as well as your words. "Do you think they're alright?" When you ask about any other family, she nods. "I have an Aunt and Uncle that live in town. It's on the other side of the mountains over there." She points to the west. "We used to go visit them sometimes. It takes about two days to get there, but it was still always a lot of fun. I don't know who is the boss of the town though. Sorry..." As you sit with Rachel and hear her +500XPrecount her tale, you cannot help but wonder where your companions are. Although you had moved much more quickly to arrive here, they still should have made an appearance by now. Balbanes and Sparrow When the blood soaked cloth is tossed into the stream the fish erupt into a frenzy unparallelled by any behavior you have witnessed up to this point. In an instant they are away from the bank and are on the log as it begins to drift away downstream, tearing viciously at the rags of canvas. The ferocity of their attack leaves little doubt in your mind that should you have stepped into the stream unprotected, you wouldn't have left in one piece, if at all. Taking the opportunity while the swarm is distracted, Sparrow leaps across the water in a feat of agility that startles Balbanesyou. With practiced precision, and with the cooperation of Rorek, she leaps from stone to stone until gracefully landing on the bank at the far side of the stream. Even though you are sighted, you are unsure whether you can match the feat that you have just witnessed and you find yourself with a new appreciation for the woman. Life could not have been easy for her since she was struck blind and it is amazing how well she has adapted to the +500XP for both of youchallenge.
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Eljin produces a ration and opens itup setting it on the ground then continues backing away, if they follow and want to be traveling companions they will do as they do, he has a pair of Rangers alredy so they probubly be ok with it.
"Ok you guys can either stay here or follow me I am good either way, not sure why I'm talking to you tho. You seem to be animals and on top of that are on a totally different world but whatever." waves his hand as he leaves slowly, if they wish to follow they havetime to eat and do so if not he's good with that to. |
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Maxwell & Rachel Rachel seems content to stay with the gear as you climb the tower. It is not difficult and you soon reach the highest accessible point. The view is much the same as you had previously observed while in eagle form, but it does offer you a different perspective since you are able to take your time and concentrate from a stationary position. The grassland stretches out in all directions for miles, unbroken save for the small stream that you flew over earlier. You are relieved to see your companions approaching, Sparrow and Balbanes just breaking through the grass and into the yard of the farmstead, while Eljin is slightly further off and seems to be being tailed by two of the herbivorous beasts that are scattered throughout the valley. Curious. Rachel lets out a shout as the two rangers come into view, but you shout down to her that they are your companions and she quickly settles down. Taking your time you carefully Roll an Int. Check Pleasescan the horizon for any movement or signs of passage that may be caused by the marauding band of raiders. You do manage to spot another farm a mile or so distant to the southeast, but from this distance everything appears to be normal. At least there is no smoke rising from it. Sparrow and Balbanes With the stream and the bloodthirsty fish safely behind you, you make quick time to the farmstead, breaking out into the yard and quickly scanning the area. The first thing that strikes you is the brutality of the scene. Dismembered bodies lay scattered across the dirt yard, blood pooling in dark patches wherever they rest. The main house and barn are smoldering ruins and all of the livestock has been butchered and left to rot in the sun. The stench is oppressive. The next thing you spot is a small female child huddled on the ground near the base of a windmill, the only intact structure left, save for the hand dug well. The girl starts at you appearance and shouts something, but a return shout directs your attention skyward where Maxwell is perched atop the structure. The girl quickly calms, but still appears to be nervous as you make your approach across the ruined yard. Eljin It seems that you have indeed made two new friends. As you depart in the direction of the farm, the creatures trail after you, although they do maintain a safe distance. You see no harm in it until you consider the size of the mother and the fact that she stands well above the grass. Should anyone connect her odd behavior to your presence, it could easily negate any chance of subterfuge. Seeing no other option you continue onward, breaking out onto a sandy stream bed after only a few moments. You notice what appears to be a canvas wrapped log floating slowly downstream, a pack of intensely angry fish attacking it. Scanning the immediate area you determine that the water is clear and quickly fiord the narrow stream. Once on the other side you look back to see the creatures standing on the other side. They seem hesitant to follow you, probably well aware of the danger that the fish offer. Taking that as your chance to make a speedy exit, you dive back into the tall grass and continue along your way.
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Seeing that the two creatures are wise enough not to cross the stream due to the dangerous fish Eljin determines they will probubly be ok on thier own, live a normal life and make thier way back to whever they would normally have been if he hadn't given them some vegetable style rations.
"Go on now I live a dangerous life, you wouldn't be safe with me." Eljin will ready his ShortBow in case he needs to engage any targets from afar, creeping along in as stealthy a manner as he is able he will approach as close to his destination as he can without breaking the cover of the tall grass and see if he can hear anything or spot anything amiss in the surrounding areas. |
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After a thorough inspection of the trail leading through the grass, Balbanes declares that it is indeed man made. He points out several indention's in the ground, as well as several bent pieces of grass, and declares that they are footprints made by people who travel without shoes. He guesses their number to be close to twelve strong and that they are traveling with very few provisions, indicating a war party or something similar. Sparrow joins in at one point to reinforce Balbanes findings, as well as to add that the war party has a good two hour head start on the four, well, now five of you, and that it is likely that if the Gerand's were the next target, they would have already been there some time prior to your arrival. She releases Rorek into the sky and informs the rest of you that he will scout the Gerand's and report back any information that he is able to gather.
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Having surveyed the area thoroughly, and having enjoyed a bit of alone time on top of that Eljin puts away his Bow and walks into town to join his companions and the child.
"Twelve? I can handle 6 I think. Can you tell what kind of armor, heavy or not? Just so we are clear we do plan on slaughtering these bastards right?" |
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Sparrow informs you that if they are wearing armor, it is of some light variety, but she hesitates, as does Balbanes, when you suggest a violent confrontation.
"Perhaps we can capture them and take them to whatever magistrate rules over this land." Balbanes suggests with Sparrow nodding over his shoulder. "It could gain us the favor of the civilized populace, while outright slaughter might make us out to be only slightly better than those that we slay. We are strangers to this land after all. I'm sure that our customs and lack of knowledge will be more then sufficient to mark us outsiders already."
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