(IC) Against the Giants PBP Group 2


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Duvrael nods, holding his staff at the ready should the giant and the eagle prove to be an immediate threat.
 

The iron tang of blood was in Kahru‘s mouth as Waythe spoke of slaying their common enemies. The barbarian zealot felt the rush of excitement stirring within and it was all he could do to keep from transforming into a giant eagle himself and rushing forth to tear the giant rider from the sky.

but the Colonel was suggesting some other plan and druid dug his fingers into the grass around his feet, seeking the calming effect of the green growing leaves.

we will slay many giants” he promised the long sword “but first we wait for the Colonels sign, be ready my friend…”
 

"Attempt at Parley. Very Well," The Colonel slings his shield on his back, and holds his hands open and apart. As always, he carries no weapons, and he wears no helmet, so the older man's harried face can be seen. "Stay low, lad," the Colonel says to Donnell. And the Colonel begins to rise.

20' per round; 200' per minute. If the Giant is coming their way, The Colonel intends to match him for altitude. and hover there. If he is not noticed, he causes earth tremors below him and can make his voice three times as loud as it normally is.

"I'M WONDERING IF I MIGHT HAVE A MOMENT OF YOUR TIME."

OOC: Air Genasi get a free casting of Levitate, plus some T/huaumaturgy effects.
 

Amblin' down the path, Doc catches up to the group and stares up the Colonel far up in the sky approaching the giant. Looks like the Colonel got himself in a fix. Well, I always say ... to air is human, but to forgive? That's for fools.

Seeing the confused looks on their faces, Doc gives a half-shrug. Sheriff took me to task. Apparently, the Big Hat didn't much like the quality o' my mercy- said I was giving a little too much quarter, not giving him what he was due. Reminded me o' my ... place in the grand scheme o' things.

Doc flashes a grin and readies his spectral peacemaker.
 

When the Colonel came upon the Cloud Giant, they were sufficiently far away from the rest of the group that if the giant had attacked, the Colonel would have had to fight alone.

But the giant nodded and indicated a nearby hilltop for them to land and parlay. He raised and then planted an enormous lance and slid gracefully off his fancy eagle-saddle, while the eagle stood by eyeing the colonel as if he might make a quick snack.

"I, Prince Thyffon of Castle Volare, will grant you your moment, small one." he said with an air of pompous magnanimousness.
 

As the Colonel descends, he makes a low bow, standing up only when his feet are once again bearing his own weight.

"Your Royal Highness," he begins. "Your majestic presence is indeed an honour here, even as it is unexpected. I had thought only Hill Giants lived here. There are slaves, held captive below the the steading of the Hill Giant, whose freedom and release is long overdue." (He speaks in the singular, since I don't know if the others are present.)
 


Kahru watched the eagle descend, noting its form and motion perhaps a new beastform to add to the Moon Druids repertoire.

As he watched he moved seeking to draw closer to the hilltop the giant had chosen for the parlay. The zealot could still feel Waythes eagerness to kill exciting hIs blood, stealth for now but perhaps soon would come the chance to slay...
 
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