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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aristoi" data-source="post: 2675093" data-attributes="member: 32975">Meanwhile, back in the woodsAdama, Kilmor and Elim had spent a restful evening in the forest, Elim having spent a little time screening off their clearing from casual observation and banking the fire to provide warmth but little light or smoke to give them away. They ate fish caught in the river and greens gleaned from the forest and some of the nearby farmer’s fields, a bale of hay being nabbed for Kilmor and Adama should they want the extra grains. And midday came and went before Elim returned to the clearing. “He has not returned and there is a patrol nearby,” he said by way of greeting as he appeared at the edge of their shielded glen. “It seems as if he was discovered,” Kilmor said to nobody in particular. “Plans?” Adama asked.“Move on at nightfall,” Kilmor asked, “towards the swamps?”“Nobody gets left behind,” Adama said flatly, ears laid back. “Then we need to get into the city,” Elim told him. “*I* can pass for a really ugly elf but the two of you aren’t ever going to make it as humans.”“We could…” Kilmor mentioned and cocked his huge head, looking at Adama, “well… you’re not going to like it.”“What?” “Well, if we could capture a human, preferably from a patrol…”“You could ride his soul,” Elim finished for him, seeing where that was going. “Nice.” Sarcasm dripped from his voice. Adama looked ill and stared at Kilmor for several long moments before sighing and nodding, “It is, unfortunately, a good idea. If he could “capture” us, at the expense of his patrol, he could likely get us into the city without much fuss.” “That means we have to capture him, and or, his patrol.” Elim sighed hard. “Taking one or more of them alive will be a little difficult; one of them is a Druid.”Adama perked up, “How d’you know?” “How do you know a person is a warrior?” Elim countered and Adama slowly nodded. “It’s all the little things. He doesn’t wear furs, carry fetishes and a big club with a sign on it that says “druid” with an arrow pointing at him but I can tell.” “Then we don’t need to make any special efforts to save anybody except the leader,” Adama said softly. “’A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go, hey-ho the merry-o..” Elim started to sing under his breath.“Shut up Elim,” Adama said quietly. “Fine, don’t let me have any fun.”Kilmor just grinned and said nothing, glad Adama wasn’t glaring at him at the moment. He hadn’t told the others the weakness of the ‘soul-ride’ and while he thought Elim *might* know, he hadn’t volunteered the information. He really didn’t relish Adama knowing how much easier he would be to kill, how vulnerable he’d be, inside the other body. Not that he thought Adama would off him for no reason but he also didn’t want him thinking it would be easier.</blockquote>

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