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Heroics around Hommlet [IC]

Damien strides up to take a place in the lead next to Astatia. "Well if your speaking about us getting into a fight with someone or something, I'd assume we'd defend ourselves. Damien adds with a wink, "That is if you'll allow us."

Undoubtedly expecting a scowl from the Druid, Damien raises his hands in a placating gesture. With a smile and a chuckle he contines, "Kidding, kidding. I wouldn't worry much about it, back home I was trained under the best weapons master in all of Keoland. My parents would not settle for less. Anyone unfortunate enough to give us trouble will quickly regret it. Although you look quite formidable yourself with that scimitar you have there. 'Twas my second favored weapon back home, but my talents ended up being more effective with a traditional longsword instead. I'd very much like to know how you came to receive that one if you might tell me..." Damien looks on expectantly at Astatia, waiting for a response.
 
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Shortly after leaving the city gates, you're surrounded by fields. Peasants are working the lands, sometimes with the help of horses and barns are scattered across the countryside. You'll meet a lot of peasans on the road, some herding groups of animals.

After about half an hour, the fields end and trees are standing about. You're finding yourself in a forest pretty soon, no longer encountering peasants. You can hear the wind blow through the trees, ruffling the leaves, as well as the sounds of birds and small ground animals, but the road is empty.

After about half a day of walking, a broken wagon lies on the ground ahead of you with two horses lying next to it. It's about 200 feet ahead of you. The surroundings are quiet, except for the whispering of the wind and the chattering of birds.
 

RAven

Raven slows and looks around, eyes narrowed. She loads her crossbow.

OOC: Do the horses appear dead? Does there appear to be anything in the wagon?

"Well, we were looking for a wagon. But I don't think this is the one for us."
 

You can't see clearly from this distance, but most people know that a horse that's not standing is in a really bad shape. They sleep standing up. The wagon is toppled, so there might be cargo behind it you can't see, but no cargo is visible.
 


Turning away from what passes as a conversation with Astatia, Damien unsheaths his sword in one full clean motion and readies his shield. Narrowing his eyes he tries to (Spot) anything not readily apparent about the overturned cart. Turning back to Astatia he says,"Well you wanted to see what we would do if anything happened." With an excited grin on his face and his eyes wide he finishes with "Time to find out isn't it?"
 

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"So you can hit what you swing at. I was hoping that we might have an actual plan for fighting anybody hostile that was a bit more deep than that. If we're doing really well we might even have a plan for what to do when we run into someone and they don't attack us immediatly. It could happen. As for this," she gestures to the scimater, "I looted it off a failed bandit who was choking out his life with one of my arrows through his throat at the time. It'll stay mine until I find a better or the same happens to me."

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"Well you wanted to see what we would do if anything happened." With an excited grin on his face and his eyes wide he finishes with "Time to find out isn't it?"


A lot of time on the tourney field and the lodge. I wonder if he's ever needed to cross steel with his life at stake before. He's either very brave or very stupid, very probably both. She looks around at Gideon slipping foward and Damien preparing for battle, And everyone does their own thing. I have a bad feeling about this.

She leads Sashla to the side of road and mounts up, readying an arrow and studying the scene, Unlikely to be an ambush, there's not a lot of traffic. Not worth taking the chance though, it never is.
 
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Geryn takes his mace in one hand. He scans the wagon and surroundings from a distance, looking for any threats as well as anyone who might be injured or need help. He moves with the group, ready to cast a bless spell if they are attacked.

"The work of bandits, perhaps", he says.
 

Astatia will stay where she is, if the group moves foward then she'll follow, ready to get the halfling out of trouble if it looks possible and alert to the possibility of ambush. She's already decided that if she needs to get out of here she's picking up one passenger and its most likely to be Col, with Raven as backup.


"Aye, could be."
 
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