(IC) A Hard Time in Harrowdale

[Scott DeWar]

The last hit from the heavy sword hit solid bones, sending shocls down the steel weapon. Evenar is breathing heavily from the effort, but some how ...un scathed? he cleans the blade and sheaaths the bastard sword, and then shakes his hands to undo the tingling left from the hard hit.

finally he gets to helping the group, if any need help carrieing, he will gladly do so. but first he walks over the guard Merrik.

"how ya doin' Sir?"

 

[Rhun]

Fayne uses some clothing from one of the dead gnolls to clean the blade of his glaive, and then moves from corpse to corpse, searching them for anything of value.

 

[Arkhandus]

Merrick stutters out "I-I'm okay. Th-that was a close one...... Oh, hey...." He fishes around in his belt pouch and withdraws a vial of blue-white liquid. The guardsman steps over to Abrielle and holds out the vial. "Ya gave me a healin' potion, right....? Take this. I owe ya one in return."

Tarven executes any gnolls that haven't already died, with a quick stab through one of the eyes with his longsword, then goes into the clearing to keep an eye out for any other gnolls while the others dust off, settle their nerves, and all. "More gnolls than I would have expected."

Storn congratulates Evanar and Fayne on how they did in the fight, and is jovial despite his serious injuries.

 

[Voda Vosa]

OOC: Sorry, but with WD back on the boards, shouldn't he be using storm?

 

[Rhun]

"Indeed," answers Fayne to Tarven. "The question is: Is this all of them, or are their more gnolls remaining? They must have left at least one to guard the prisoner, assuming he still draws breath."

 

[Myth and Legend]

"No payback necessary." Abrielle smiled, but took the potion nevertheless. "I say we go get the lad and return to Harrowdale. We are in need of rest and healing." Despite the fact that Elves did not need to sleep, Abby was in desperate need of a long bath and a soft bed.

 

[Rhun]

After finishing with a search of the gnoll bodies, Fayne will move east through the trees, trying to discern where the gnoll's came from, and if their lair is nearby.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"This one seemed to be some sort of leader or champion" The wizard pokes the leader with his staff "The other gnolls cried out when he came here and started howling. Much like the dogs they are" the wizard grins.

 

[Arkhandus]

Fayne moves east through the trees, entering the clearing like most of the group has.......

The clearing is around 30 to 40 feet wide from east to west, a bit wider from north to south. In the middle lies the gnoll's tents, six of them encircling a firepit, in which only ashes and rocks lie. Each tent looks big enough for one or maybe two people. Next to the firepit is a plain tarp, covering something.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"We might be too late I'm afraid..." says the wizard as he beholds the camp.