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Callum offers up his spear and takes Kerim's cutlass to the bush to start collecting more poles and withies to make Kerim's contraption. However it takes a while to find stems that Kerim and the others think appropriate, and while they argue, Selina makes her stumbling way back to the mules, unnoticed in amidst all the debate.
Just as Callum starts on his second branch, every one hears the sound of a dog howling off to the side of the track.
OOC - sorry if this feels slow - but I am trying to keep all three threads at more or less the same time …
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Meeleek El'Wakhad
Noticing her hardships, he says gently: "You would do better to sit back down. To make a smaller target of yourself."
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Peter Gasgano
He sees that she has struggled her way across to the mules, her pale face, shaking hands and sweat lined brow telling the story of her difficulties. Howling almost forgotten he bustles his way across towards Selina, almost shouting :-
"What do you think you are doing? You need to sit down, all that effort will only make you worse. You know you should call me and I will help if you need something ..."
Continuing in the same line he will take her arm and try, forcibly if rquired, to move her slightly away from the mule and sit her down again.
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Callum mac Aonghas
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Mandrake
Hearing the howl however, he stops in his task and dropping the pile that he has collected scurries into the cover of the brush.
Making his way cautiously back towards where the are gathered, he muses over the sound. Did his ears deceive him, it appeared to be a dog howling, but he has only seen the dogheads use trained wolves. Perhaps then not an animal of theirs, but then wild or domestic, a hunting dog or guard, pack or lone, perhaps belonging to a friendly hunting group or a homestead out in the wilderness.
Deciding that there are too many unanswered questions, Mandrake probably foolishly gives in once again to his inquisitive gnomic nature and slinks through the bush towards the sound.
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Amok
"Hayuk! Hayuk!"
Amok tumbles into a roll, freed from the grip of the bramble! "Ooof!" he exhales, as he lands hard! He rolls to a standing positon, all one fluid motion. And after a wink of time, looks left, right, back and forward. Then begins to dash through the group and into the brush on the other side.
A last impression as he rushes into the brush on the far side of the road... he is foaming at the mouth.
"BREAEK SHTOPP! MUUV! RUNT YOTE'! RUNT YOTE'!" he shouts as he runs.
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Callum mac Aonghas
As this strange apparition runs through the group, Callum will attempt to stop him (tripping, grabbing, whatever is most appropriate).
OOC: What do you want me to roll?
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Selina
She twists her arm in a slight, circular motion, twisting her body away from Peter at the same time, shoving him slightly away.
She braces herself against the mule and holds up a hand.
Your insistance in fussing over a dead woman will be the end of you all. We are wasting valuable time. At least let me mount, and ride, that way we can get far from here. We should waste no time, and I can ride a simple mule.
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Roll 1, 20 sided di(c)e 1 times. Add 0 to the result. Drop the lowest 0 di(c)e.
2 = 2
Total = 2
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Behind him, and still approaching you can hear the howling of dogs, clearly more than one this time, and the sounds of something crashing through the undergrowth.
OOC: I rolled a 'To Hit' for you Callum. You got a 2 :( Sorry
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Peter Gasgano
"Wait, Selina." Peter falls, frowning. "Rolf told us to wait for him, and there are still the others, .. and Corellon .." he falters slightly as he says the last name.
Suddenly, the strange red man burst across the path, and Callum leaps to try to stop him, but fails. The dogs howl again, and he can hear in the distance movement in the under brush/. "Ahh.." he says rexflexively, frowning.
Grimly he draws his dagger again -and turns to Selina. "Try and stay back if there's fighting ..." he says hoping she will listen
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Selina
She silently flips the daggers in her hands so they blades point out, and steps more assuridly towards the noise her knives rising.
You would die to protect a bodyguard? Foolish. It is the duty of the guard to protect others at the cost of her own life. I may let you push me around, but when you ask me to lay down my duty to my lord, you will find me much harder to push.
OOC: What would I roll if I wanted to shift the wind to hide our scent from the oncomers? Thanks.
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Kerim Alakani
His attentions divided once again a heavy weariness shows on his face. More than once before he has tried to step into Rolf's shoes to help ease the burden of his leadership, only to have his decisions go awry. Now, it seems, is no different.
With his cot hardly finished a strange man has burst through their group, pursued as it seems by hunters. Then there is Selina, insisting she is well enough to ride and even further capable of defending someone.
Amid the chaos the one thing that reaches him as odd is Mandrakes comment about Dogheads not using dogs, but wolves. As he tries hard to recall his own encounters with the Dogheads in this area whilst he travelled with Rolf in recent months his concentration fails him.
In a burst of anger he commands. "Selina, what guard is good to us dead. Willing by too far is Callum to leap into deaths arms for the sake of the ring of sword on sword. I'll not have another."
However his anger breaks as quickly as it rises, realising his tone to a female and the dire predicament his loud voice might place them in.
After cursing at himself he adds, returning to his diplomacy, "Lady Selina, Lord Richard did I am sure not send you to guard us. We, each of us, is free of bindings to Lord Richard. Such is the case you shall have to wait to sacrifice yourself."
"Callum, afraid I am that you too will have to wait. However this I guess will not be long for whoever that hunts that red man does so with hounds. His scent they obviously have, and that it leads to us before him shall bring them to us soon enough"
Kerim scratches at his hair furiously, trying hard to think with reason.
"I know not of who or what pursues the red man, however Mandrakes comment does suggest it be not dog men. Thinking I am that we might want to see whom it is in such a case that we might avail of their hospitality. Perhaps they are human."
Kerim looks at the sick and wounded, then looks toward where the red man came from.
"Come, let us stand near enough to see and decide if their aid can be called upon. A hound upon the scent will likely ignore the mules and us."
Kerim pulls the mules aside of the trail of the red man about 40 yards, suggest a defensive circle be taken with the mules in the centre, Callum and he at the fore, Peter and Mandrake a side each and Selina at the rear. Once done he draws his bow.
Of course only if there is time, which might not be on our side.
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Selina
She looks at Kerim with her dark eyes, glaring at him while softening her words as best as she can.
If I'm going to die, Lord Kerim, I'd rather die on my feet, weapon in hand. If I'm to live, I'll do it fighting alongside, so that we may all have a better chance of living. I'll answer to Lord Richard if my actions merit it. If you object, you are welcome to stop me bodily, though I suggest we not waste time further on this.
OOC: Admin, I think I'll pass on the wind shift attempt.