[IC] Halfling Quest - Rooting Around

[ender_wiggin]

Ringly shivered. It wasn't from the cold; his shame in the matter of not having a light spell was considerable, but it was shadowed by some inexorable trepidation that made his hands quiver. He was in denial about naming it fear.

 

[Boddynock]

Alton whispered to his companions, "Whatever is there must be aware of us. I know it's close - and if we can't see it in the lantern's light, that means that it's hiding from us. So trying to sneak away unseen isn't an option. Neither is leaving whatever it is at our backs. That only leaves confronting it."

"Who has a hand free? I'd rather be carrying my shield than a lantern when going into battle, so if one of you in the second or third rank can carry it, that would be helpful!"

"Well - any ideas? If not, let's go meet whatever is out there - and teach it a lesson."

 

[ender_wiggin]

"I guess I"ll hold it," said Ringly. "You all are better off with weaponry than me."

 

[Boddynock]

"Thank you, Ringly. And that won't affect your ability to make magic?"

 

[ender_wiggin]

"It's inconsequential. My magic doesn't help much anyway; especially if whatever's lurking decides to pop out."

 

[Bobitron]

"Well, let's get to it." Bubbles sets her jaw in a determined war-face. "I'm not going to stand around and wait for some baddie to jump out of a shadow. Better to confront it head on!"

She steps confidently towards the source of the evil, both hands gripping her swords.

 

[Evilhalfling]

If eddie is done checking the area in the light he will return to the back and draw his bow again.

 

[Boddynock]

"Hey, warrior woman - wait for us!"

Alton matches words to actions, stepping out at Bubbles' side, shield raised against the evil ahead and longsword gripped tightly in a hand suddenly sweaty.

 

[Tarlonniel]

Kiylea lifts the new longbow from her back. She still can't believe how powerful, yet how graceful the weapon feels; it seems almost alive when there's a shaft against the string and a hand on the grip. She fishes out one of her arrows as they move on, ready for whatever comes out of the darkness.

 

[Boddynock]

Alton continues to advance as quietly as he can ::groan::, with sword at the ready and senses stretched to warn him of the evil he cannot yet see. His mouth is dry as he peers into the shadows made more manifest by the light now at his back, and the knowledge that there is something out there - waiting.