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<blockquote data-quote="Aristoi" data-source="post: 2547258" data-attributes="member: 32975"><p><strong>Crimson Menagerie: Act 4</strong></p><p></p><p>The next morning dawned bright and fair and the group set about stocking themselves with provisions to stretch out their rations. Elim, true to his word, caught enough fish to go with the leftover potatoes and tubers he harvested from near the cave of bats to make a tasty, if unconventional, breakfast. Hardboiled eggs made by searing them in a small clay bowl filled with water added a tasty treat, thought he lizards he had taken them from weren’t too pleased. </p><p></p><p>“I figure two trips then,” Elim offered about midday, after they had sparred a little and were cleaning up, eating a lot to put muscle and weight back on their spare frames. “One to drop us off and another to bring Kilmor back to our next camp. We can still cover several days walking by flying to the next spot.” </p><p></p><p>“She’s not large enough to carry all three of us though,” S’lann mentioned interestedly. “You have a trick for that don’t you?” </p><p></p><p>“You know I’m a druid,” he explained simply, “I can make her bigger for awhile.” </p><p></p><p>“How long is ‘awhile’,” Adama asked suspiciously. </p><p></p><p>“Long enough to get someplace far away,” Elim replied. “Look, we druids are a secretive lot to begin with and I’m a Gith. I admit we’re suspicious by nature and we’re not really sociable. I don’t feel comfortable telling you everything all the time and you don’t need to know everything all the time.” </p><p></p><p>“I’m not comfortable with you making the decision of what we do and don’t ‘need to know,” Adama retorted. </p><p></p><p>“If it pertains to my powers, my order or Druid secrets you’re just going to have to trust me goat-boy,” Elim growled back dangerously. “You’ve got no reason to mistrust me, I’ve done more than my fair share to take care of us all and I could have taken off earlier, easily. I know we don’t see eye-to-eye,” he grinned suddenly thinking that Adama was a bit ‘wall-eyed’, “but you’re just going to have to trust me that I know what I’m doing. I don’t tell you how to fight do I?” </p><p></p><p>“No but-“</p><p></p><p>“Then don’t tell me how to use my magic,” he raised a claw-tipped finger warningly, “or what to do with it. I am the expert on its use, not you. I am the expert with the bow, not you. We each have our specialties,” he gestured around and last to S’lann, “even boy-elf here. Can we agree on this or must we remain in disagreement?” </p><p></p><p>Adama had that look like he wanted to smack Elim again but he sighed, snorted and nodded. “Alright. I trust you. But if you betray me..”</p><p></p><p>“Yah yah,” Elim nodded flapping his hands as if he were unconcerned, “‘pursuit to the ends of creation, across the planes, merely to bathe in my blood and wear my entrails as garters’, I get it.” He yawned hugely, showing his pointy carnivore incisors. “Relax goat-boy, if I wanted to abandon and betray you, I’ve had plenty of opportunity to do so. And providing you with transportation, at great personal risk to myself and my companion mind you, is not the best way to do that is it?” </p><p></p><p>“No,” Adama agreed sullenly. “But there are depths to evil.” </p><p></p><p>“And as we all know,” Elim responded smartly as he stood and snatched up his bow and quiver, “I’m a rather shallow fellow.” He strode away into the bush to go spend some more time with skee’a, familiarizing her with his scent and his touch. She was nearly blind but her other senses, her echolocation, made up for it. She could ‘see’ him with her sound and stun small prey with her shriek and he didn’t want her to accidentally zap him even once. </p><p></p><p>“Well that went well,” S’lann said as Elim stalked off, to nobody in particular. Adama snorted and went back to oiling and polishing his weapons and armor while Kilmor leaned back and resumed meditating.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Aristoi, post: 2547258, member: 32975"] [b]Crimson Menagerie: Act 4[/b] The next morning dawned bright and fair and the group set about stocking themselves with provisions to stretch out their rations. Elim, true to his word, caught enough fish to go with the leftover potatoes and tubers he harvested from near the cave of bats to make a tasty, if unconventional, breakfast. Hardboiled eggs made by searing them in a small clay bowl filled with water added a tasty treat, thought he lizards he had taken them from weren’t too pleased. “I figure two trips then,” Elim offered about midday, after they had sparred a little and were cleaning up, eating a lot to put muscle and weight back on their spare frames. “One to drop us off and another to bring Kilmor back to our next camp. We can still cover several days walking by flying to the next spot.” “She’s not large enough to carry all three of us though,” S’lann mentioned interestedly. “You have a trick for that don’t you?” “You know I’m a druid,” he explained simply, “I can make her bigger for awhile.” “How long is ‘awhile’,” Adama asked suspiciously. “Long enough to get someplace far away,” Elim replied. “Look, we druids are a secretive lot to begin with and I’m a Gith. I admit we’re suspicious by nature and we’re not really sociable. I don’t feel comfortable telling you everything all the time and you don’t need to know everything all the time.” “I’m not comfortable with you making the decision of what we do and don’t ‘need to know,” Adama retorted. “If it pertains to my powers, my order or Druid secrets you’re just going to have to trust me goat-boy,” Elim growled back dangerously. “You’ve got no reason to mistrust me, I’ve done more than my fair share to take care of us all and I could have taken off earlier, easily. I know we don’t see eye-to-eye,” he grinned suddenly thinking that Adama was a bit ‘wall-eyed’, “but you’re just going to have to trust me that I know what I’m doing. I don’t tell you how to fight do I?” “No but-“ “Then don’t tell me how to use my magic,” he raised a claw-tipped finger warningly, “or what to do with it. I am the expert on its use, not you. I am the expert with the bow, not you. We each have our specialties,” he gestured around and last to S’lann, “even boy-elf here. Can we agree on this or must we remain in disagreement?” Adama had that look like he wanted to smack Elim again but he sighed, snorted and nodded. “Alright. I trust you. But if you betray me..” “Yah yah,” Elim nodded flapping his hands as if he were unconcerned, “‘pursuit to the ends of creation, across the planes, merely to bathe in my blood and wear my entrails as garters’, I get it.” He yawned hugely, showing his pointy carnivore incisors. “Relax goat-boy, if I wanted to abandon and betray you, I’ve had plenty of opportunity to do so. And providing you with transportation, at great personal risk to myself and my companion mind you, is not the best way to do that is it?” “No,” Adama agreed sullenly. “But there are depths to evil.” “And as we all know,” Elim responded smartly as he stood and snatched up his bow and quiver, “I’m a rather shallow fellow.” He strode away into the bush to go spend some more time with skee’a, familiarizing her with his scent and his touch. She was nearly blind but her other senses, her echolocation, made up for it. She could ‘see’ him with her sound and stun small prey with her shriek and he didn’t want her to accidentally zap him even once. “Well that went well,” S’lann said as Elim stalked off, to nobody in particular. Adama snorted and went back to oiling and polishing his weapons and armor while Kilmor leaned back and resumed meditating. [/QUOTE]
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