Scions of the New World:Scene One-Gertle's Gulch...

[Uriel]

OoC:I came home sick from work. I have about one post in me, then bed...

IC

The boy (Derry) nods that he is hungry, then looks over to the burned out wagon, noting the ashes cooling in the morning air.'Those Orcs...there wuz more of'm...they took our Ma and killed Pa...and uncle Zed.Zed told us ta run an hide and we hid here.The Orcs had a scary man with them,I think he has the Powers too...They went North.'.


Beahnz can easily see from the tracks that there were six horses and an equal number on foot that went off in the direction that the boy indicated, perhaps two hours ago.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Brahnz looks at the 2 children and sighs, Wallam and Derry, What are we to do with you? I guess I'll take you both in. Lupe will guard you if there is danger. We can't just let you wander in the wilderness. She gives the boys some of her rations.

OK. we have to get this Scion and his Orc bullies. I can see where they went. lets go get them. I can see Semm needs to rip something apart. She says to the others.

 

[Sparky]

As The Bugs approach Zadkiel stands and tugs the brim of his hat in salute and greeting, rasping in his dusty gravel voice, "Tzzect. Mantis. Nice work, boys. Let's see if there're any more of 'em."

He walks past Semm as he turns to fan out, whispering, "You too. Thanks for watching my back." He gives The Animal a squeeze on its meaty shoulder and is reminded of the time he punched a side of beef. Damn thing had it coming. Wish I knew what was eatin' me. Totally let those Orcs get the drop on us.

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Zadkiel seems content to let Brahnz cluck over the boys like a hen, leaning against a boulder in easy slouch. Hat pulled low, eyes hidden, Zadkiel listens to the boy's report. A quiet curse hissed from tight-drawn lips casts doubt upon the Marshall's opinion of the legal marital status of the perpetrators' parents as the boys reveal the details of the attack. He stands bolt up right at the mention of a Scion, eyes narrowed, wings trembling, hand drifting to the hilt of his longknife. He lets out a pent up breath and walks up to the boys. He peers down at Wallam and Derry as Branhz hands them her rations, he leans over enough to take Wallams jaw in his long hands turning the small face first one way and then the other, inspecting it closely. "You really draw a bead on Brahnz?" he rasps. His eyes seem to peer into the boy's skull.

OOC: Sense Motive +7 on the boy's story. Children lie like rugs. And Knowledge, Geography +6 - what's North?

 

[Velenne]

Semm suffers from a condition known as Always-Scary-As-Hell. Even with his mouth closed, his razor-sharp teeth interlace across his lipless, green face. His arched browbone is so thick its shadow completely disguises his beady, black eyes.

His walk is certainly far more animal than humanoid. He lopes with arms bent at the elbow, loose claws near his belly, and his tail straight out behind him to counter-balance his severe forward lean. His powerful legs streamline his movement so that he almost floating over the ground. The package is wrapped up with so much sinew one must wonder how much the creature eats in a day. All of this together, Semm seems capable of unleashing brutal savagery at any moment.

Yet now he stands tall, an altogether different demeanor overtaking him. His nostrils flare as he gingerly approaches the children to get their scent. Thankfully, he does not need to get close (ten feet or so).

"Yes, Brahnz. I will tear these orcs apart, starting with their leader. Children, you will not wish to be there to watch."

Semm turns to find Tzzarcct, expecting him to have already looted the orcs for any valuables. Between his nose, the wasp and the half-dragon, he is sure they will find these orcs and Semm is eager to taste the flesh of a Scion.

 

[Jeremy]

Mantis nods at the marshal and scans the north horizon while the others discuss a little more. He takes a step, then pauses upon hearing Brahnz's promise, his head pivots around. He doesn't bother to beat around the bush, "Don't let those btck-oys slow you down."

Turning once more, he picks a likely path and takes off at a fair clip, leaning into the wind, arms close to his sides under the poncho, jumping from rock to rock as necessary.

 

[ferretguy]

Tzzect heads towards the burnt husk of a wagon to where the others are gathered. Hearing the half dragons idea of keeping the children with us he gets closer Whilst' keeping these boyos close may be a good thing having to look after their health whilst' trying to save their ma, may lead to other problems....why not let them head back to our town? Probably safer there..

 

[Uriel]

OoC: You are heading to Gertle's Gulch, the nearest town, having just come from te Elven Lands, as per Brahnz and Whistler's background.
Tzzarcct is the only one that has been to Gertle's Gulch before (I rolled randomly, giving everyone a 50/50).
Whistler knows that Gertle's Gulch should lie about 5 miles North-West from here.
Tzzarcct tells you all that to the North is a mountainy region, it used to support many mines and some pastureland for goats, but it has dried up in recent years.
BTW, it was Derry that had the bow, Wallam was out,wounded.
The boys could probably make the 5 miles in a couple of hours, safely...
IC

Whistler eyes the child's face, sure that he spoke the truth, at least as a child sees things.

 

[Jeremy]

Mantis comes to a stop atop one of the taller rocks, his poncho stirring in the wind. He scans the north for the party of orcs or signs of their passing.

 

[Uriel]

Mantis comes to a stop atop one of the taller rocks, his poncho stirring in the wind. He scans the north for the party of orcs or signs of their passing.

Scrambling atop a small hill sized boulder, mantis scans the horizon.
At first, he sees nothing, and then a thin trail of smoke can be seen off in the distance. Estimated distance would be 5 miles or so...

 

[Jeremy]

Mantis turns and signals from atop the rock to Tzzecct that he sees something to the north, then he hunkers down to await the others, his legs bending outward easily as he squats to sit on his insectile calves.