[AU] Siege on Ebonring Keep

[Mirth]

Ys-Baddaden grimaces as Osric makes his grisly rounds. "Thank you for your cold-blooded nature, friend. It is something that has to be done, but I am glad that I am not the one to do it. My heart aches at what this land has become without the helping hand of my kin. Alas..." the giant lets his words trail off. Having cleaned his weapon, he looks down the road ahead and awaits the rest of his companions.

OOC: Sorry for the delayed posting. Been sick and busy at the same time...

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Khajom moves down the road after Osric. He doesn't say a word to the man or to his faen companion. That was rather unfortunate...better to kill them in battle, really.

OOC: Sorry about that, I was waiting for Cordo to do something.

 

[rangerjohn]

Danwyn follows as well, after cleaning his sword. ~This is an odd group especially the magister.~

OOC:I was waiting for Cordo as well.

 

[garyh]

Pirythanis wordlessly continued down the road with the rest of his companions.

OOC: Also was waiting for Cordo.

 

[rangerjohn]

Seems we still are. Hello Cordo... poke, poke.

 

[Rybaer]

[ooc - Well, it seems that waiting on Cordo might not be working so well. Let's press on and hope he shows back up before too long.]


The remainder of the day passes uneventfully. The terrain remains hilly and predominantly covered with grasses and scrub. The road you follow is now little more than a wide, overgrown trail. You find no further evidence of rhodin in the area...the three you encountered may have been scouts, deserters, or simply wandering on their own.

Night begins to fall and you establish a camp near a small cluster of trees a few dozen yards off the road. Around a small fire, you chat idly and cook a simple meal while darkness falls.

At a lull in the conversation, everyone hears a soft whimper. Less than ten yards away from your camp you make can make out a thin dog, head hung low in a submissive posture. It slowly moves toward you, whining and sniffing. Apparently, it has smelled your food. As it gets closer you can discern that its fur is dusty brown and its ribs can clearly be seen underneath.

 

[Galbraith]

Osric Hammelhorn - Human Male Akashic

Poor guy, looks awfully mangy... It's horrible to be hungry... Maybe I can start to feel better about myself and the killing of the Rhodin if I can show just a little kindness to one of nature's creatures. Ease HIS pain a bit.

Osric takes a piece of meat from his portion and slowly approches the animal. I will get as close as possible - just to the point it looks like he will run from me. If he starts to growl I will also stop. I'll kneel to be more on his level and lightly toss the piece of meat towards him

 

[garyh]

Pirythanis will wait for Osric to attempt to feed the dog. If Osric is successful, the Sibeccai will move towards the dog and pet him affectionately.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Khajom watches intently, wondering why the dog's having such a hard time finding food out here.

 

[rangerjohn]

Danwyn wonders on this as well, he conjectures it is a domesticated dog. In which case what happened to its owner.