[Lakelands] Six For Adventure

Selanil ignores the children and the elders alike. Until the group is away from the village, he remains silent. Once the village is safely behind them and he is sure no one of significance is following them, he speaks. "We should find a place to hide and watch. Unless someone knows this area well and has an idea of where we can find such a place, I will attempt to find something appropriate."
 

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Toric_Arthendain said:
"We should find a place to hide and watch. Unless someone knows this area well and has an idea of where we can find such a place, I will attempt to find something appropriate."

OOC:
Ulorian said:
Horsom thanked Amalric with a warm grin. "These pasties smell delicious. Be sure to let Maldordo how to get to the small hollow we'll be camped in."
Horsom asked Amalric to identify a suitable location. This was mainly so that Amalric would be able to give directions to Maldordo once he returned to the church.
 


As Maldordo watched the miller, the rest of the group made its way north to the secluded hollow that Amalric had suggested. It was a small dell, where some cavern collapsed long ago, creating a depression that had in turn become a small, secluded grove. Reaching the place, Selanil went forward quietly to ensure that it was deserted. Several long minutes went by, and then Selanil crept back.

The group had made a good decision when they chose to leave Kell's Reach, even for a while. The night before, the manticore had attacked Eoth's family's farm, northmost of the village. In the morning, it had released Eoth to send the group a message -- leave or more villagers would die. And then, apparently, it had crept into this very dell. The overhanging branches would hinder its flight, and, Selanil quietly reported, it seemed to be sleeping.

"Leave the animals with us," Brother Hengist whispered. "Do what you came to do."
 

Kregor grinned maliciously as he dismounted. "So it ends here." He then drops to his knees. "Mighty Gragnor, you are to be praised for this. Your wisdom has led us to this beast's make-shift lair. Grant me the strength to finish the task at hand and protect these villagers from this menace. Guide my blade and my spear so that I might send this monster to you for it's judgement." He then bows his head fully to the ground. He begins casting and then stands. Inhaling deeply, then exhaling, he looks at the rest of the group. "Gragnor is with us. We should make haste and surprise the beast while it sleeps." He then bears his jagged and misaligned teeth in preparation for the coming assault.

OOC:
Bull's Strength please. :) Maybe now he can use it a bit better than the attempt the night before....
 

Meanwhile, back at the mill....

As Maldordo watched through the chinks in the mill wall, the miller explained his plan to the gathered people outside. Suddenly, he felt needle-sharp fangs sink into his flesh, as the bulk of the larger rat nearly bowled him over. The wound was far deeper than Maldordo would have expected from a rat, but it would have been deeper still had not some instinct warned the cat at the last moment.

(4 hp damage)

As Maldordo recovered from the first attack, he heard Norbert say, "Sorry, lad. You're a good sort, for a cat...but once a man knows his rats can talk, there's no end to the trouble."
 

Horsom bids Hengist to tie the horses far enough away that they aren't spooked or injured in the coming battle. He then loosens the axe at his belt and strings his mighty bow. He also takes one of the extra quivers from his horse Yandoo (a colloquial Parthelonian phrase describing a swift horse), leaving one tied to the saddle, just in case.

Horsom waits for Kregor to finish his prayers to Gragnor, and mumbles a few heartfelt praises to Herne and Celene himself. "My preference is to take cover behind a stump or log or rock and launch a few arrows into the foul thing before engaging it in closer quarters."

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Once everyone is ready to move in, Horsom asks for a moment. "I've a gift I'd like to.. try to open." He pulls one of Tattercoats's acorns from his satchel, digs a small hole in the soil, then covers it up. He quickly stands, breath held in anticipation.

OOC: If nothing happens, he sprinkles a bit of water from his waterskin. If nothing happens still, he digs out the acorn and places it back in his satchel. He keeps it handy; he'd like to experiment with it in this battle.
 

Either of Maldordo's other two forms would be better for combat than his natural cat form. He'll change into his human shape and draw his rapier. If these two treacherous rats still want to fight an armed and armored human, Maldordo will kill them.
 

Kregor looks at Horsom and shakes his head. "We have the opportunity to surround it. I think we should use this to our advantage instead of shooting arrows into the woods and alerting it to our presense. If you disagree, at least let me move to within striking distance. I'd hate to waste this blessing bestowed upon us and have more innocent lives forfeited by our haste and lack of planning." He then moves to the edge of the trees. Looking at the elf, he nods. "Can you show me the best way to approach the beast?"
 

"Kregor, you misunderstood me. What I meant was that we all approach it and take our positions. As some of us charge, the rest of us can let loose with a volley or two of arrows before we also enter the fray."
 

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