(OOC thread here.)
This land is cursed. Though civilization endures, the work of those outside the walls are made treacherous by this national affliction; the symptoms of which are the creatures that escape their caves at night to hunt almost exclusively for humans. Some deal with this by carrying protective measures; weapons, armor, fire or written words of power on their supply wagons. Others search for the demons in the dark to fight. But most never leave their cities, and everyone knows that it is almost suicide to travel alone. The night-creatures leave no prisoners, obey no one and know no fear; leaving broken bones and mounds of ruined flesh where men once slept. So why would you want to go out there at all?
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Zephyrs brought whispers to the trees beyond the leaf-clad shores of the lake; impossible to see as they were until disturbed by rippling waters and the reflection of a solitary blaze. Cresting along was the source of such light-- a lantern dangling from the carved wood of a large boat which stored a length of deck as well as a small hovel within its hollow. The night time breeze could not reach the tiny flame within so it danced boldly, sending sparkling images into the murky waters around it. And with one arm wrapped around the mast stood a stranger, their features obscured by a spectacled helmet and its aventail. They watched the water quietly.
A nocturnal fish snatched its prey from the water's surface, splashing back into the depths loudly. The stranger turned to face the noise- a hand moving unconsciously to grasp the pommel of a sheathed blade-- and then, given a moment, relax again. They turned back around and reached for a line of rope to draw their rectangular sail shut, following the action with a sluggish navigation away from the shore with the assistance of broad-paddled oars marked with symbols of power. Afterwards, aside from the creak of wood and the gossip of hemlock needles all fell silent again.
The stranger chanced a glance for the shoreline their boat once approached and caught the gaze of something within the forest. The thing's eyes reflected the lantern's light, just barely. As the sea craft drifted by it followed, those orbs rising from the ground almost as high as the cross of the vessel's mast.
Eventually the stranger hefted a metal weight from within the boat, growling with effort to raise it over the railing and drop it into the water. A braid of rope trailed behind it, soon jerking in the rippling lake as the weight rested on the bottom. Then they watched the thing beyond the lantern light and waited; as more time passed the set of eyes multiplied sevenfold, yet none approached. A stalemate, then.
This land is cursed. Though civilization endures, the work of those outside the walls are made treacherous by this national affliction; the symptoms of which are the creatures that escape their caves at night to hunt almost exclusively for humans. Some deal with this by carrying protective measures; weapons, armor, fire or written words of power on their supply wagons. Others search for the demons in the dark to fight. But most never leave their cities, and everyone knows that it is almost suicide to travel alone. The night-creatures leave no prisoners, obey no one and know no fear; leaving broken bones and mounds of ruined flesh where men once slept. So why would you want to go out there at all?
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Zephyrs brought whispers to the trees beyond the leaf-clad shores of the lake; impossible to see as they were until disturbed by rippling waters and the reflection of a solitary blaze. Cresting along was the source of such light-- a lantern dangling from the carved wood of a large boat which stored a length of deck as well as a small hovel within its hollow. The night time breeze could not reach the tiny flame within so it danced boldly, sending sparkling images into the murky waters around it. And with one arm wrapped around the mast stood a stranger, their features obscured by a spectacled helmet and its aventail. They watched the water quietly.
A nocturnal fish snatched its prey from the water's surface, splashing back into the depths loudly. The stranger turned to face the noise- a hand moving unconsciously to grasp the pommel of a sheathed blade-- and then, given a moment, relax again. They turned back around and reached for a line of rope to draw their rectangular sail shut, following the action with a sluggish navigation away from the shore with the assistance of broad-paddled oars marked with symbols of power. Afterwards, aside from the creak of wood and the gossip of hemlock needles all fell silent again.
The stranger chanced a glance for the shoreline their boat once approached and caught the gaze of something within the forest. The thing's eyes reflected the lantern's light, just barely. As the sea craft drifted by it followed, those orbs rising from the ground almost as high as the cross of the vessel's mast.
Eventually the stranger hefted a metal weight from within the boat, growling with effort to raise it over the railing and drop it into the water. A braid of rope trailed behind it, soon jerking in the rippling lake as the weight rested on the bottom. Then they watched the thing beyond the lantern light and waited; as more time passed the set of eyes multiplied sevenfold, yet none approached. A stalemate, then.
The light rocking of the boat was enough. Ira's eyes closed for a time, then they would open, and then close half way. She didn't remember the last time she had been able to rest. As able as she was, Ira could not venture out on her own. It was safe for no one, not even the most careful of people. She was lucky to have found this stranger. If not for them, Ira would not have made it far from the sanctuary.
Monsters and spirits were not the only dangers in this world, but they were the most abundant. The boat jerked to the side and Ira's eyes opened completely, seeing the stranger with the light of the dim lantern. But beyond them, she could see eyes among the darkness. Her own experience had proven that the creatures of the night were unpredictable. And they could come to overturn the boat at any given time. Ira glanced to the stranger in silence as if to wait for any action, though she wasn't so sure any would take place. One of her hands crept toward the hilt of her sword that rested in its sheath across her lap. It was force of habit.
For the past couple of weeks, Ira had to keep her magic inside. The blue glow it emitted would give her position away to anything that would want to kill her. She had to fight traditionally if she ever got into trouble with marauders and creatures alike. The silence was unsettling. The most subtle of movements would break it. The eyes came in and out of view as the boat sat still in the water. There was a snap, but it was unclear where it had come from. Ira moved her eyes over the shoreline to seek out the source. She could hear mild disturbance of the water. It was enough for Ira to slowly curl her fingers around the handle of her sword.
Monsters and spirits were not the only dangers in this world, but they were the most abundant. The boat jerked to the side and Ira's eyes opened completely, seeing the stranger with the light of the dim lantern. But beyond them, she could see eyes among the darkness. Her own experience had proven that the creatures of the night were unpredictable. And they could come to overturn the boat at any given time. Ira glanced to the stranger in silence as if to wait for any action, though she wasn't so sure any would take place. One of her hands crept toward the hilt of her sword that rested in its sheath across her lap. It was force of habit.
For the past couple of weeks, Ira had to keep her magic inside. The blue glow it emitted would give her position away to anything that would want to kill her. She had to fight traditionally if she ever got into trouble with marauders and creatures alike. The silence was unsettling. The most subtle of movements would break it. The eyes came in and out of view as the boat sat still in the water. There was a snap, but it was unclear where it had come from. Ira moved her eyes over the shoreline to seek out the source. She could hear mild disturbance of the water. It was enough for Ira to slowly curl her fingers around the handle of her sword.
Something scampered along the edge of the water; the light caught in its scaled hide. It lurched forward, its nose hanging just above the water, and stared at the boat. With a body resembling a feline it crept up the shore, leaving shallow imprints in the dirt. The stranger studied it from afar a moment before turning away to scan the waters surrounding the boat. Most of the creatures who studied from the shore would not depart from it, though that didn't mean the two were safe.
The dim light availed the stranger little, and so for the moment they stayed. Once every moment they moved around the vessel, causing the boards of wood beneath their feet to creak while they monitored the water craft's state. Then they saw the glimmer of flame in Ira's eye and gave a nod in her direction.
The dim light availed the stranger little, and so for the moment they stayed. Once every moment they moved around the vessel, causing the boards of wood beneath their feet to creak while they monitored the water craft's state. Then they saw the glimmer of flame in Ira's eye and gave a nod in her direction.
Earlier in the day a group of rogues left the safety of the tall stone walls of the city and the lord's castle behind to embark on a rather treacherous journey as per their appointed quest.
"Come on, come on, we don't all have day for wandering about" protested Haldor clearly unhappy about the given task.
"You had to accept... didn't you, Robin? One look at the girls and you had to gallantly put your neck and our necks on the line. Why couldn't you just turn down the lord's offer and let one of the brave knights of the realm get eaten in the attempt instead?" protested Haldor further kicking a stone out of the way annoyed.
"Calm down, we are the most experienced bandits and mercenaries gold can buy, appease yourself" soothed Robin cooly his hands resting on the bow "Besides, it's daytime, these creatures come at dark, if you hurry we might just make it to the temple before you end up a beast's supper" urged and encouraged Robin pressing forward
"Where is it we are going exactly again?" asked Rufus scratching his head briefly
"We are taking these georgeous ladies up to the temple up there concealed in some rocks so they can keep the evil creatures at bay, not sure how exactly but the king thinks they can..." muttered Glendale more clued up
His finger was stretched pointing forward at the highest mountain peak that could be seen in a very far distance, the path before them was treacherous, rocky coarse terrain clearly marking the mountain pass as very hostile, given the likely landslides and sudden drops and fast furious flowing river below.
"Aye...." muttered Haldor taking a hard gulp looking back at Alecto, the lord's daughter, Tatiana, Sabine and the other female companions.
"Come on women, hurry along, we don't have all day" urged Haldor in a cranky mood, clearly not one for manners nor protocol, as the icy wind picked up pace
"After you... " muttered Tatiana unhappy that she had been given a band of thugs for escort and companions. She clearly disliked the patronizing talk as if these the damsels were helpless which was not the case in the least but held her peace for now.
As they ventured further and further, the hours passed and the day decayed into darkness which rapidly took over the lands and scenery causing the group of travellers to grow all the more cautious, worn and weary.
As the timing was no longer light and bright but rather darkened, the bandits' voices lowered to mutterings, their pace also slowed down to cautious well made steps and overall they paid a lot more attention to their surroundings and sounds.
Rufus lit up torches for protection, light and guidance, passing some to the rest of group. Their path ascended and descended between mountain passes, forest, boulders, ahead of them they could see a lake and boat in the distance, though not too awfully far from them. The shape of a traveller or two could be seen upon it as well, which meant sooner or later they would get company, be it good or bad one, making the men grasp their weapons and torches tighter, thought they decidedly continued their march forward
"Come on, come on, we don't all have day for wandering about" protested Haldor clearly unhappy about the given task.
"You had to accept... didn't you, Robin? One look at the girls and you had to gallantly put your neck and our necks on the line. Why couldn't you just turn down the lord's offer and let one of the brave knights of the realm get eaten in the attempt instead?" protested Haldor further kicking a stone out of the way annoyed.
"Calm down, we are the most experienced bandits and mercenaries gold can buy, appease yourself" soothed Robin cooly his hands resting on the bow "Besides, it's daytime, these creatures come at dark, if you hurry we might just make it to the temple before you end up a beast's supper" urged and encouraged Robin pressing forward
"Where is it we are going exactly again?" asked Rufus scratching his head briefly
"We are taking these georgeous ladies up to the temple up there concealed in some rocks so they can keep the evil creatures at bay, not sure how exactly but the king thinks they can..." muttered Glendale more clued up
His finger was stretched pointing forward at the highest mountain peak that could be seen in a very far distance, the path before them was treacherous, rocky coarse terrain clearly marking the mountain pass as very hostile, given the likely landslides and sudden drops and fast furious flowing river below.
"Aye...." muttered Haldor taking a hard gulp looking back at Alecto, the lord's daughter, Tatiana, Sabine and the other female companions.
"Come on women, hurry along, we don't have all day" urged Haldor in a cranky mood, clearly not one for manners nor protocol, as the icy wind picked up pace
"After you... " muttered Tatiana unhappy that she had been given a band of thugs for escort and companions. She clearly disliked the patronizing talk as if these the damsels were helpless which was not the case in the least but held her peace for now.
As they ventured further and further, the hours passed and the day decayed into darkness which rapidly took over the lands and scenery causing the group of travellers to grow all the more cautious, worn and weary.
As the timing was no longer light and bright but rather darkened, the bandits' voices lowered to mutterings, their pace also slowed down to cautious well made steps and overall they paid a lot more attention to their surroundings and sounds.
Rufus lit up torches for protection, light and guidance, passing some to the rest of group. Their path ascended and descended between mountain passes, forest, boulders, ahead of them they could see a lake and boat in the distance, though not too awfully far from them. The shape of a traveller or two could be seen upon it as well, which meant sooner or later they would get company, be it good or bad one, making the men grasp their weapons and torches tighter, thought they decidedly continued their march forward
A speck of color on the horizon caught the stranger's eye, and they spoke for the first time in hours. "...Fancy that." A gloved hand jabbed in the direction of the torch light. As soon as the newcomers' presence was denoted Ira's travel companion turned back toward the crowd of demons. Already some of their elliptical pupils trained in the direction of the others. Some stayed, stubbornly waiting for a chance to reach the boat while others chattered and scampered away to investigate further.
The stranger's figure grew tense. They had no reason to trust those traveling on land but unless the group had a trick up their sleeve they may see battle very soon.
A decision was made and the stranger heaved their anchor from the depths. They stepped quickly to man the oars and soon the boat was turning in the direction of the mercenaries and their charges.
The stranger's figure grew tense. They had no reason to trust those traveling on land but unless the group had a trick up their sleeve they may see battle very soon.
A decision was made and the stranger heaved their anchor from the depths. They stepped quickly to man the oars and soon the boat was turning in the direction of the mercenaries and their charges.
Ira squinted at the stranger's words. She too could see the torchlight if only faintly. Her body tensed at the boat's movement and she felt around for her handkerchief that was looped around her belt. She dabbed the sweat off of her forehead with it and returned it to its place before standing up. Her legs were sore and her knees nearly buckled. But she forced them to straighten.
Ira slung her sword over her shoulder so that it rested diagonally across her back. Ira sniffled and cleared her throat before she spoke. Her voice was quiet and gravelly. "What are you planning?" she asked, her thick eastern accent made it obvious that she was not a native of this land. She closed her eyes only briefly and sighed. "I'd give anything for an hour of decent rest."
Ira slung her sword over her shoulder so that it rested diagonally across her back. Ira sniffled and cleared her throat before she spoke. Her voice was quiet and gravelly. "What are you planning?" she asked, her thick eastern accent made it obvious that she was not a native of this land. She closed her eyes only briefly and sighed. "I'd give anything for an hour of decent rest."
"Honestly... men... one would have thought you had more guts than this" muttered Tatiana, sword over the shoulder and marching forward to lead the queue.
"We need to reach the temple and light up the flames there, then move onto the next shrine and move onto the next and so on. We bring enchanted fire to villages, cities, outposts, shrines and sanctuaries, refuges and all sorts... to protect the people from creatures of the dark. We asked the king to send warriors in case we encounter bandits, but seeing your hesitations, seems to me you lot are more hindrance than help" muttered Tatiana unhappy, the celt warrioress clearly more determined and fearless than the men
Admittedly the journey was treacherous, there were many camp sites and places to visit and so on but it had to be done as quickly as possible and these band of bandits were much too cautious and slow in their approach and travels
"We need to reach the temple and light up the flames there, then move onto the next shrine and move onto the next and so on. We bring enchanted fire to villages, cities, outposts, shrines and sanctuaries, refuges and all sorts... to protect the people from creatures of the dark. We asked the king to send warriors in case we encounter bandits, but seeing your hesitations, seems to me you lot are more hindrance than help" muttered Tatiana unhappy, the celt warrioress clearly more determined and fearless than the men
Admittedly the journey was treacherous, there were many camp sites and places to visit and so on but it had to be done as quickly as possible and these band of bandits were much too cautious and slow in their approach and travels
"If they stay on land, the beasts will swarm them," the stranger intoned, "...I hope to give them some help."
The pair of eyes belonging to the hidden giant turned finally to follow along the shore; it stepped on two legs, evident in that the earth rumbled slightly with each step. Its approach toward the bandits would be no secret and neither would the boat's. A gust shook its way through the trees to tug on the vessel's many ropes and send rippling patterns through the lake around them.
But before any chaos could erupt the figure of a humanoid appeared in the group's path. Lean, horned and sporting an equine tail, it wasn't hard to guess what sort of creature he was. He took a few swaggering steps in their direction but stopped, letting his cloven-hoofed feet crunch through the bed of leaves beneath them. "Friends," He began, comfortable despite his apparent solitude. "You are indeed bold to march through the woods at such a time. I admire your bravery!"
The satyr held a pair of pipes, one in each hand, and lifted them slightly as he continued. "I've a message for you, o braves of the dark. Would you hear it? The court awaits your decision."
Just out of reach of torchlight those little demons clamored and hissed but did not attack. The satyr closed his eyes and tilted his head carelessly to the side as he kicked back, sending one such creature sprawling. Then the hissing stopped and the whole of the forest seemed to hold its breath to hear them.
The pair of eyes belonging to the hidden giant turned finally to follow along the shore; it stepped on two legs, evident in that the earth rumbled slightly with each step. Its approach toward the bandits would be no secret and neither would the boat's. A gust shook its way through the trees to tug on the vessel's many ropes and send rippling patterns through the lake around them.
But before any chaos could erupt the figure of a humanoid appeared in the group's path. Lean, horned and sporting an equine tail, it wasn't hard to guess what sort of creature he was. He took a few swaggering steps in their direction but stopped, letting his cloven-hoofed feet crunch through the bed of leaves beneath them. "Friends," He began, comfortable despite his apparent solitude. "You are indeed bold to march through the woods at such a time. I admire your bravery!"
The satyr held a pair of pipes, one in each hand, and lifted them slightly as he continued. "I've a message for you, o braves of the dark. Would you hear it? The court awaits your decision."
Just out of reach of torchlight those little demons clamored and hissed but did not attack. The satyr closed his eyes and tilted his head carelessly to the side as he kicked back, sending one such creature sprawling. Then the hissing stopped and the whole of the forest seemed to hold its breath to hear them.
The bandits became rather aprehensive at the sight of the satyr, not at all used to any creatures that were not humans.
Glendale the thief kept quiet hands clutching the pair of daggers just in case; Rufus tightened the hands around the wooden staff, ready to defend or strike as needed; Haldor wrapped his hand around the sword he carried and Robin took an arrow from the quiver, holding it against the bow's string, not about to release it but ready to attack if it came to that.
Tatiana the warrioress, on the other hand, had been travelling for quite a while escorting the druid Sabine and the witch Alecto and remained unphased at the sudden presence, keeping the tone friendly for now.
"My, my, what a kind messenger to take the trouble of legging it all the way here in the midst of dark... must be an important message indeed, let us hear it then, since you can see we are pressed for time to reach that shrine over there" noted Tatiana, still holding the sword firmly but not in a threatening manner.
Glendale the thief kept quiet hands clutching the pair of daggers just in case; Rufus tightened the hands around the wooden staff, ready to defend or strike as needed; Haldor wrapped his hand around the sword he carried and Robin took an arrow from the quiver, holding it against the bow's string, not about to release it but ready to attack if it came to that.
Tatiana the warrioress, on the other hand, had been travelling for quite a while escorting the druid Sabine and the witch Alecto and remained unphased at the sudden presence, keeping the tone friendly for now.
"My, my, what a kind messenger to take the trouble of legging it all the way here in the midst of dark... must be an important message indeed, let us hear it then, since you can see we are pressed for time to reach that shrine over there" noted Tatiana, still holding the sword firmly but not in a threatening manner.
(( Iltheyn, are we playing turn based RP ?))
The satyr smiled at the shield maiden and gave a graceful bow. "Ah, fortuitous it is then that this message is related to the shrine you hope to reach." He straightened, shifting his grip on the reed pipes and causing them to clatter hollowly together. "The Court-- in all its magnificent benevolence-- is offering you a deal, my friends. You will be permitted to traverse their lands in the dark whenever you like, safe from their subjects, granted that you abandon this trip and go elsewhere."
The boat drifted toward the shore of the lake beyond the satyr and woodland demons; not quite in range of attack from the behemoths yet. It slowed and the stranger shifted the angle of the oars, peering to their best ability past the demons to see what was happening.
The boat drifted toward the shore of the lake beyond the satyr and woodland demons; not quite in range of attack from the behemoths yet. It slowed and the stranger shifted the angle of the oars, peering to their best ability past the demons to see what was happening.
"Well that is the most generous things I've ever heard I think we should take it..." nodded Haldor right away being quite the coward and quite the dodgy dealer, happy to take the lord's gold without delivering on the bargain anyways
"And where exactly are we supposed to head to then? He had more brute force than brains clearly if he expected foes to mark a path in the first place" frowned Rufus not exactly the clever cloggs on this group nor the brightest tool in the shed, the proposal not to reach destination leaving him dubmfounded and aimless as to where to head to instead.
Glendale looked at satyr, the thief having eyes set on the reed pipe. "How much for it? Sounds quite an item... what does it do?Can I have it?" quizzed Glendale happy to either steal it or barter for it
Robin frowned, the slaver within quickly creeping into his mind and grew suspicious of a trap of sorts, dagger to hand at a moment's notice.
"What proof can you offer to guarantee this is no trickery? how can you assure our safety if we were not to go to the grove then? For all I know you could be lying and will attack all the same" trailed off Robin demanding proof and assurance that the deal was legitimate and valid and had hold of sorts.
"what assurances can you give? will you accompany us then? and what forfeit will you pay should we get attacked despite not going?" demaned Robin considering the request but without immediately agreeing
"And where exactly are we supposed to head to then? He had more brute force than brains clearly if he expected foes to mark a path in the first place" frowned Rufus not exactly the clever cloggs on this group nor the brightest tool in the shed, the proposal not to reach destination leaving him dubmfounded and aimless as to where to head to instead.
Glendale looked at satyr, the thief having eyes set on the reed pipe. "How much for it? Sounds quite an item... what does it do?Can I have it?" quizzed Glendale happy to either steal it or barter for it
Robin frowned, the slaver within quickly creeping into his mind and grew suspicious of a trap of sorts, dagger to hand at a moment's notice.
"What proof can you offer to guarantee this is no trickery? how can you assure our safety if we were not to go to the grove then? For all I know you could be lying and will attack all the same" trailed off Robin demanding proof and assurance that the deal was legitimate and valid and had hold of sorts.
"what assurances can you give? will you accompany us then? and what forfeit will you pay should we get attacked despite not going?" demaned Robin considering the request but without immediately agreeing
As the boat neared the shore, Ira could feel herself drifting in and out of reality. She knew it wouldn't be very long before she couldn't hold herself up anymore. She wasn't sure how people in this place could last without resting for so long. Concentrating on the boat's movement helped keep her upright.
She watched the creatures pace around in the trees. Some of them were eyeballing her specifically as if they knew how low on energy she was. Ira looked back at their glowing eyes and prayed to whatever Gods there might be to keep the beasts from finding a way to get to her.
I am not going to waste time getting to a nearby town in the morning. If it will ever come...
She watched the creatures pace around in the trees. Some of them were eyeballing her specifically as if they knew how low on energy she was. Ira looked back at their glowing eyes and prayed to whatever Gods there might be to keep the beasts from finding a way to get to her.
I am not going to waste time getting to a nearby town in the morning. If it will ever come...
(( awaiting Iltheyn reply))
The satyr's smile didn't waver as he was asked multiple questions at once. He dealt with each of them as they came. To Glendale he shook his head. "They're easy enough to make, I might give you plans for them."
To Robin the satyr bobbed his head, understanding his concerns completely. "The Court is unwavering. This is the only deal they are offering to the furthest of my knowledge... but if it suits you, I can accompany your adorable little band. It would not make the deal any more confirmed however, as I am but an expendable servant." His horse-tail flicked to one side. "I can say for certain that you will not be attacked, however. The Court's hold on this land is unquestionable-- and if you were to be attacked by other day-dwellers, you may even notice that we humble servants would be there to defend you." One of the smaller demons crept forward to linger by the messenger's side. He extended his hand to stroke its crown, much like one would pet a dog.
"Please. Make your choice, my friends. My masters can wait forever but you'd be playing a treacherous game in trying to make them do so."
The boat stalled, as the stranger planned, just out of reach of the demons. They seemed to have no qualm lashing out at them; larger monsters in the dark reached for the front of the boat with jagged claws, finding no purchase. Ira's companion walked to the hovel within the vessel to fish out a number of javelins; fourteen total, split evenly among two quivers. They held one quiver out to Ira, a small grunt escaping their aventail to get her attention as the missiles were offered.
To Robin the satyr bobbed his head, understanding his concerns completely. "The Court is unwavering. This is the only deal they are offering to the furthest of my knowledge... but if it suits you, I can accompany your adorable little band. It would not make the deal any more confirmed however, as I am but an expendable servant." His horse-tail flicked to one side. "I can say for certain that you will not be attacked, however. The Court's hold on this land is unquestionable-- and if you were to be attacked by other day-dwellers, you may even notice that we humble servants would be there to defend you." One of the smaller demons crept forward to linger by the messenger's side. He extended his hand to stroke its crown, much like one would pet a dog.
"Please. Make your choice, my friends. My masters can wait forever but you'd be playing a treacherous game in trying to make them do so."
The boat stalled, as the stranger planned, just out of reach of the demons. They seemed to have no qualm lashing out at them; larger monsters in the dark reached for the front of the boat with jagged claws, finding no purchase. Ira's companion walked to the hovel within the vessel to fish out a number of javelins; fourteen total, split evenly among two quivers. They held one quiver out to Ira, a small grunt escaping their aventail to get her attention as the missiles were offered.
"Fine by me then" nodded Robin settling for the offer and watching Glendale, Rufus and Haldor nod
"So which direction are we going again?" quizzed Rufus turning around to wander away to exactly the opposite direction they had been heading towards all day long and so coming closer to the boat instead, leaving the three damsels behind in a very unknightly fashion
"So which direction are we going again?" quizzed Rufus turning around to wander away to exactly the opposite direction they had been heading towards all day long and so coming closer to the boat instead, leaving the three damsels behind in a very unknightly fashion
Tatiana shook her head disgusted, the word dead weight, traitors, cowards and scallywags slipping in a low muttering as she continued to march forward up the mountain.
Alecto summoned red glowing flames to surround her and a sword to hand ready to defend herself if needed, whilst Tatiana also readied for any ensuing battle.
Sabine cast a spell to surround her and those around her in blue glowing light, her eyes piercing the surroundings at the large amounts of creatures of the dark that had actually gathered unseen until that point.
Alecto summoned red glowing flames to surround her and a sword to hand ready to defend herself if needed, whilst Tatiana also readied for any ensuing battle.
Sabine cast a spell to surround her and those around her in blue glowing light, her eyes piercing the surroundings at the large amounts of creatures of the dark that had actually gathered unseen until that point.
The satyr observed as the merry band turned their backs on those they'd escorted thus far, maintaining an even smile as Tatiana, Alecto and Sabine turned away. "Then it is decided." He said. "I shall inform my masters at once." With that the man turned away and drew the aulos to his lips. He played a series of notes and the demons swarmed at once; letting the band of men be while crowding before the women. And though Sabine's spell caused the thing's previously in the dark to flinch it did little else.
As one of the things scampered to attack Tatiana first its body was pinned to the forest floor by a javelin; the stranger hurled a few more at those which lingered on the edge of the lake, hoping to clear a path. "Come quickly!" As she spoke more of the monsters rushed from the darkness to meet them. She ran back to the oars to, despite her better judgement, close the gap between the vessel and shore.
As one of the things scampered to attack Tatiana first its body was pinned to the forest floor by a javelin; the stranger hurled a few more at those which lingered on the edge of the lake, hoping to clear a path. "Come quickly!" As she spoke more of the monsters rushed from the darkness to meet them. She ran back to the oars to, despite her better judgement, close the gap between the vessel and shore.
Ira was a bit slow to register what had just happened. Things were beginning to stir around them as soon as her stranger companion had made a move. Other monsters not directly involved with the situation had been riled up by the commotion. Defense in these parts was better a team effort than a solo one, and Ira knew she couldn't just stand there and watch. She drew her sword with one hand and watched as the stranger worked to move the boat closer to the shore. Ira quickly observed.
The people that had been of the satyr's interest were still on land and the gap between the boat and the shore was too big for anyone to leap over. Creatures were coming out of the blackness to have some fun in the stir up. Ira glanced at her companion and then took a few quick steps toward the front of the boat, and before her foot could hit the boards again there was a blue glow that radiated from where she once stood in the boat. The blue, dusty light caused some of the monsters to become distracted, some even dazed. And suddenly, Ira was on land and the light vanished. Despite her fatigue, Ira was on her toes and did her best to clear some sort of path.
The people that had been of the satyr's interest were still on land and the gap between the boat and the shore was too big for anyone to leap over. Creatures were coming out of the blackness to have some fun in the stir up. Ira glanced at her companion and then took a few quick steps toward the front of the boat, and before her foot could hit the boards again there was a blue glow that radiated from where she once stood in the boat. The blue, dusty light caused some of the monsters to become distracted, some even dazed. And suddenly, Ira was on land and the light vanished. Despite her fatigue, Ira was on her toes and did her best to clear some sort of path.
Alecto looked towards Ira
"Welcome... traveller. Watch out for these angry folks" cautioned the sorceress of high birth, her sword and body surrounded with mild glowing flames, well aware the creatures of the dark often were kept at bay by the purity and heat of fire and resorting to surround herself in that for protection
"Did you come from afar? Where are you headed to?" quizzed Tatiana
"Welcome... traveller. Watch out for these angry folks" cautioned the sorceress of high birth, her sword and body surrounded with mild glowing flames, well aware the creatures of the dark often were kept at bay by the purity and heat of fire and resorting to surround herself in that for protection
"Did you come from afar? Where are you headed to?" quizzed Tatiana
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