Kayla Goes Back, The Rest Move Ahead
Subject: Re: The Journey Begins; A Distant Cry
Holn whispers the syllables which will protect Fa and himself, drawing his mace as the spell glows about them. Thinking of offense, he recalls the sounds which will bring the lighting channelling through himself and Fa, but holds off until they are closer.
They follow their lumbering friend towards the beast.
From: Jake
Subject: Re: The Journey Begins; A Distant Cry
When he hears others following [OOC--whether this is just a few of us or all of us, either way], Buchek slows his pace, allowing them to catch up to him. Better to face off against a god with friends at your side than alone, he thinks. He is a brave warrior, but he is no Cush, defeating a god in single combat.
From: Ty
Subject: Re: The Journey Begins; A Distant Cry
When he sees the fight below, Erk whistles quietly and says to Kayla, ?Well, that is certainly one large weasel.?
When Buchek and Holn take off down the slope, he raises one hand and says, ?Hey! Ummm?? But it is too late. They are already running toward the fight. Shrugging his shoulders, he turns back to Kayla and says, ?Perhaps this is not the fight for you, little bird. Do you think that you could keep an eye on our mules, in case any of us live?? He looks her in the eye when he says it, and uses a tone of voice that lets her know it is a question, and not an order.
After she replies one way or the other, Erk will draw his axe and trundle off down the hill after Buchek and Holn. At the very least he may be able to make their passing into the next world more comfortable.
From: Clara
Subject: Re: The Journey Begins; A Distant Cry
Kayla looks at Erk and nods gravely. "Ain't fer me." She gets back on the mule to watch from a higher perch. Before her friends can leave earshot, she pulls out her fiddle and begins playing a song to help them. It sounds familiar to their ears, as it is the same she played the night of the raid.
From: Mike
Subject: Re: The Journey Begins; A Distant Cry
Telwyn curses under his breath as Holn and Buchek charge ahead. Not even the tribesmen he'd known from home would be so foolishly impulsive. But there is no time to think about it, all he can do is follow and try to protect them.
OOC: Telwyn will move into arrow range (about 90 to 100 feet) and then loose as many arrows as possible at the weasel (Rapid Shot).
From: Raja
Subject: Re: Shock and Awe
Elotai tastes bile.
Even having seen this before didn?t change his reaction to the horrifying sight of a man being torn in half. His inner eye, his perception of the visions, was sometimes as clear as life, but yet he was always conscious of his dream-state. Seeing the weasel ripping into the man?s flesh in a vision was one thing, seeing it actually come to pass was another. Visions did not always happen in precisely the way he?d seen them, errors of interpretation were always possible. A weasel devouring a grown man? He?d dismissed it as impossible. But it was happening, here and now.
The elf takes a moment to centre himself, find his focus again, then begins to move in the direction of the fray, after Buchek and Telwyn.