Ashy's Oathbound Campaign, IC [ARCHIVED]

[Ashy]

Tristan bends down to check how Raak fairs in the now bitter cold of the desert night.

Surprisingly, the cold does not seem to bother the multi-legged lizard. In fact, as Tristan places his hand upon Raak's back, he notices that the creature gives off a slight radiant heat. However, the lizard does seem to be gettng a bit sluggish and sleepy, as it only cracks one large eye at the touch of its apparently adopted master.

Strangely, Tristan feels the cold much keener now than he did before, almost as if the spell that was cast by Kyron earlier had worn off completely.

 

[Voadam]

OOC: BLAST! I forgot the horses!!!

My horse is heretofore named Lucky.

 

[hafrogman]

OOC: BLAST! I forgot the horses!!!

[OOC - horse. Singular I believe.

My understanding here is that Raak is about the size of an iguana, and I'm assuming about the same weight.]

Tristan shivvers in the sudden cold, but at least the padding beneath his armor protects a little bit better against the cold than it did against the day's boiling heat. He removes his pack and unrolls his bedroll which he then folds up into a small nest on top of the pack, securing it on with the straps.

When he is done he stands again and puts the pack on again, with the nest being supported by the pack and his own shoulders. Then he stoops down to lift the lizard up and into the nest for traveling.

"Hold on tight Raak."

 

[Ashy]

[OOC - horse. Singular I believe.

My understanding here is that Raak is about the size of an iguana, and I'm assuming about the same weight.]

Tristan shivvers in the sudden cold, but at least the padding beneath his armor protects a little bit better against the cold than it did against the day's boiling heat. He removes his pack and unrolls his bedroll which he then folds up into a small nest on top of the pack, securing it on with the straps.

When he is done he stands again and puts the pack on again, with the nest being supported by the pack and his own shoulders. Then he stoops down to lift the lizard up and into the nest for traveling.

"Hold on tight Raak."

OOC: I thought there were two horses.... Lucky - LOL! Correct - Raak is a small creature, so about the size/weight of an iguana would peg it.

Raak moves a bit more once Tristan picks him up, and begins to scrabble slightly, as if he is unaccustomed to being handled. As soon as Tristan places him into the nest, however, the lizard quickly calms down and curls up. The near constant snuffling is a relaxing sound in the fighter's ear and the heat from the lizard's body warms Tristan considerably, helping to stave off the cold.

A long, purplish tongue flicks out and licks Tristan's ear and then Raak falls to sleep...

 

[Vendetta]

When Tristan stops to make the "nest", Xerxes pulls out his own winter blanket and wraps it around himself. His thin frame is not suited for this kind of cold but he does not complain. He dreams of a warm fire as they begin anew.

 

[Ferrix]

Kiera places her hand on the wound that still bleeds from her neck and utters a small prayer to Pelor, closing the wound.

[had taken 6 damage, cure light 1d8+7]

OOC: library access, spotty, short, so on

 

[Ashy]

Kiera places her hand on the wound that still bleeds from her neck and utters a small prayer to Pelor, closing the wound.

[had taken 6 damage, cure light 1d8+7]

OOC: library access, spotty, short, so on

Radiant sunlight springs forth from Kiera's hand, gently burning away the blood and searing, without pain, her wound closed.

 

[deadestdai]

As the others prepare to fight off the impending cold of night, Baja finishes tending his wounded leg with a strip of cloth ripped form the bottom of his cloak (Though not so much that it'd cause the garment to cease it's function as protection from the elements.) and does his best to use it as a make-shift bandage to stem the bleeding.

Then, taking the now torn cloak, he ties it around his shoulders and steps up to the head of the group, looking back to Keira and asks, We go now boss holy lady? Need find place to sleep where it not so cold.

 

[ferretguy]

Shivering slightly in the cold desert night, Julian huddles his cloak about his person. Hoping to find shelter in this sandy realm may be a bit difficult but Heronious willing it will be done.

 

[Ashy]

OOC: Poor Baja - no one heal him.



Waiting on Kiera...