S@squ@tch's Against the Giants - Team Gold

[Graf]

Or yah could just take care o 'em fer us. Hudder tries hard to look happy about having missed the fight.

He looks around. If anyone were watching us, ya'd think that they'd 'ave seen 'at. 'r a flying'n thing wit' all those heads. Maybe we ought ta all cross together? The dwarf looks dubiously at the water. Dunna suppose thar's a boat handy?

 

[stonegod]

Bird-Domoris perches nearby, keeping its eye out. It looks once again for the shimmering on the warforged it saw earlier.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Bird-Domoris' keen eyes still make out a slight disturbance in the air trailing behind the warforged as he is hauled out of the water.

 

[stonegod]

Bird-Domoris screeches, then changes back to the shifter crouching on his perch. The shimmer still follows the man of wood and metal.

 

[Graf]

Hol' still laddie. Shifta says there be something on yer back. Hudder makes an enthusiastic (and wild AC =13) swing at the square behind the warforged.

 

[Shayuri]

Dreadnought twists awkwardly, his chassis grating on itself as he tries to look behind him.

"On my back?" he says, more curious than alarmed. "What is it?"

 

[EvolutionKB]

The hydra makes a soft hissing sound with it's heads as it leans them down towards the remainder of his companions. If his companions hesitate the end two heads look up at them and then focus on the areas behind the heads on the scaled necks. If his companions still don't understand, the hydra will swim from one side of the canal to the other before coming back and bowing his heads once more.

 

[stonegod]

"On my back?" he says, more curious than alarmed. "What is it?"

Shimmer Domoris was always direct.

If his companions still don't understand, the hydra will swim from one side of the canal to the other before coming back and bowing his heads once more.

The shifter shakes his head and effortlessly takes wing again as Bird-Domoris, awaiting the others on the far side.

 

[Graf]

Hudder looks around, bereft of anything overtly menacing or any sort of verbal communication, he looks flummoxed for a bit.

Oh yah mean we're being scryied. An e's tha' target. Me mark'll get 'em for this time fer sure.
OOC: Assuming there is some sort of yes sign from team charades
Hudder places nondetection on Dread, or whoever is the target of the scry as indicated.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Immediately after the dwarf finishes the warding of Dreadnought, Domoris notices the disturbance disappear.

From across the canal, Bird-Domoris waits impatiently for the others to cross. Quietly wondering to himself how long it would take the dwarf to understand the mute hydra's intentions.

Darv breaks his silence and heads towards the hydra's back. "I do believe he intends to serve as a ferry." He stows his crossbow and gingerly steps onto Morph's elongated back. "I trust this is what you intended, so no need to snap at me with all those heads of yours if it wasn't. Plus, don't go too fast -- I can't get a good handhold back here."

Void then gets a running start and jumps high over the gnome, landing lightly just past him on Morph.

Morph then heads towards the other bank and deposits the two companions on the other side and heads back for the other two.