(IC) Against the Giants PBP Group 1

[FitzTheRuke]

The group set out on foot, leaving Eoghan to help Lord Faldur in the task of penning a letter to the King, requesting more men. It was not far before they could see the flying castle, floating above the hills. The sky was clear, and a cool breeze blew through the hills. The usual damp fog had cleared, with only wisps of evaporation from the various ponds, bogs, and seepage at the base of hills. Birds and insects were out, fluttering and buzzing by.

The hills would have been quite lovely this afternoon, were it not for the ominous presence of the flying castle, with its giant eagle-riding guards spinning in circles overhead, on the lookout for trouble. It would be near impossible to approach without being spotted.

OOC: Do you want to try to sneak up to under the castle, or would you like to try a parlay?

 

[Shadowedeyes]

Valda watched the eagle riders flying in the distance while trying to keep an ear to any discussion from the group, and possibly any other dangers in hills. She was sure that the others were far more capable thinkers than her and would be better suited to come up with the details of a plan. As long as she knew what role they needed her in, whether that be stealth or muscle, she would be ready.

OOC: Fine with either personally, what is everyone else thinking?

 

[Lidgar]

OOC: Jack's not one to lead a parlay - but would be open to it. We could also wait around to see if they still patrol at night. Trying to stealth in one at a time sounds risky however.

 

[Hriston]

Assessing the unlikely prospect of approaching the castle unnoticed, Bible confers with her three companions.

Eyeing Jack and Valda, she says, "Maybe let's one of you and Quinn fly up to the guards and call for a parley with the cap'n of their vessel. I'll do it if you twisk my arm."