Classic 3.0

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Stopping in his tracks, Veitus turns back and looks at the elvish bow maiden.

"I've never heard of displacer beasts, but I do know deep down he is right. Even if we drop one or two of them, there is no guarentee we can take them all without all of our numbers beside us."

Waiting to see her decision, Veitus pauses, counting down in his head the time until the others arrive.

 

[kirinke]

"You're right. The Firrae are too numerous. Retreat is the better part of valar." she said, lapsing for a moment into her own tongue (due to stress). she moves quickly to her horse and mounts, having listened to brechins good sense. "We'd best leave quickly though."

occ
Firae means orc (not tolkien lol. It's something i picked up from some random elvish name tables a bit back. Fir means dark, rae means beast. dark-beast is the literal translation for orc.

 

[Verbatim]

Their course settled for the moment, Veitus hurries back to his mount and refastens his crossbow.

"Let us make haste my friends, as time is more valuable than silence at this point."

 

[deadestdai]

Nodding sagely and glad his companions re-thought their choice, Brechin offers their horse's reins to each and then looks to the Princess. Highness, we must move fast. Prepare for swift flight, we will need to leave this area in all too much a hurry. Making sure all are ready and that the Princess is ready to ride alongside him, Brechin yells a "Hya!" slapping the princess's horse on the rump and sends his horse into a gallop alongside her, assuming the others follow suit.

 

[Jemal]

The normally quiet Jonathon speaks up as they prepare to ride around their opponents (OOC: I think that's what we're doing) "I'll ride rear guard, If they catch up I can buy you time. I'm used to dealing with threats and travelling alone." He then waits for everyone else to move on and rides behind them about 10 feet, keeping an eye out for any signs of pursuit, ambush, etc.

 

[Verbatim]

Spurring his mount foward as best he can, Veitus does his best to keep up with the others.

 

[Mithreander]

The princess, taken by surprise at her horses sudden start quickly regains control of the galloping creature. She turns her head and glares at the paladin quickly, and then turns back to the direction they are traveling (OoC: North or South?). She lowers her head to almost touch the main of her horse and seems to whisper to it... and the horse starts to gain speed past the gallope, distancing her from the rest of the group, Brechen can hear her laughing.

In the back, the quiet fighter follows, and checking their trail, see nothing it following them... for now.

The stalks of corn break in their wake, and the ranger cringes knowing that they are leaving a path 10' wide that a blind child could follow.

 

[kirinke]

What I wouldn't do for one of my relatives and their sorcery right now, Aenilan thinks as she inwardly winces at the trail they're leaving. Hopefully, they'll be able to flee to higher ground at least.

OCC
I think we're fleeing north and west, circling the orcs and farm at 'high speed'. correct me if I'm wrong. On the other hand, getting out of that particular area seems our highest priority at the min.

on the other hand we are fleeing from our first major orc encounter. ^)^ whoot!

 

[deadestdai]

Brechin winced as he saw the Princess spur off ahead and muttered a silent curse. Shooting a look behind him to make sure the others were still close-by, he slaps his horse on it's flank with the flat of his sword to try to get it to speed up some.

 

[kirinke]

Aenilan also utters a few choice words in her own tongue as she sees the princess outdistance them. "This isn't a race!" she snarls and whispers a few words of encouragement to her own mount, making him pound after the girl.