The Bold Adventures of Poins--On the Town

[Rhialto]

Bernlad walks back. "All right, lads. Hop to it. We've got to get travellin' now! We're two days from camp, with all the wine, women, and wine that ye could possibly want!" He then joins the other soldiers and mounts his horse.

 

[jkason]

Bernlad walks back. "All right, lads. Hop to it. We've got to get travellin' now! We're two days from camp, with all the wine, women, and wine that ye could possibly want!" He then joins the other soldiers and mounts his horse.

Weel considers Caradoc's advice for a moment, then when Bernlad interrupts, makes a quick decision.

[sblock]"Good points, Caradoc. We'll have to tell the others on the road, though, by the look of it. You see about Alan (he'll hopefully listen to you on the matter of restraint), and I'll try to pass the message to Graevel."[/sblock]

With that, Weel nods to Caradoc and goes to mount his own horse, looking for a moment on the trail where he can pull up beside their Nibelung companion and pass the news surreptitiously.

 

[Bloodcookie]

Caradoc secures his belongings, and leads his horse over to Alan. In a lowered voice, he explains that their contingent is apparently being observed by someone via a crow. "Weel is filling-in Graevel on the situation, and the officers already know. Weel and I think it would be wisest to remain with the rest of the troops for now, as we really have no means of apprehending something that can both fly and see us coming miles away."

*OOC: Looks like I'm going to be off-line until Thursday*

 

[mps42]

Helm looks at the Nibelung a moment, then smirks. "Certainly." He pulls a roll of rope out of his bag, and throws it at him. "Here you go. Now, I want you to tie knots in this rope. About--oh, 130 of them. Yes, that sounds sufficient. 130 knots. When you're done, I'll find something else for you to do." And then with a chuckle, he turns away.

Quite certain that he's being ridiculed, Graevel stalks off to his pony avoiding any other contact.

 

[Ranger Rick]

Caradoc secures his belongings, and leads his horse over to Alan. In a lowered voice, he explains that their contingent is apparently being observed by someone via a crow. "Weel is filling-in Graevel on the situation, and the officers already know. Weel and I think it would be wisest to remain with the rest of the troops for now, as we really have no means of apprehending something that can both fly and see us coming miles away."

*OOC: Looks like I'm going to be off-line until Thursday*

Alan touches the side of his nose with is index finger. Than he takes his left hand and balling it into a fist he bangs it onto his newly armored chest. (like a gorilla). "I agree we shall move as one."

Alan than starts to scan the sky trying to find this crow. Every bird he sees he wonders if that is a spy. He starts to lose his grin and get a serious stare as he realizes how many crows could be the 'one'.

 

[jkason]

Quite certain that he's being ridiculed, Graevel stalks off to his pony avoiding any other contact.

Though he sees Graevel is in poor spirits once again, Weel trots his horse around to him as the party prepares to leave. In as nonchalant a voice as he can manage, and trying not to let it carry, Weel relates his news in Nibelungen:

"Though you clearly wish to keep your own company, Graevel, I thought ... Caradoc and I were discussing it, and we thought you should know: we've come to learn our recruiters have discovered someone following us, using a crow as their eyes. We think it best not to act until we're officially told, but forewarned and forearmed and all that."

 

[Rhialto]

After five hours riding, a sudden storm bombards the travellers. The sleet that falls is so heavy, it is impossible for a person to see more than a few feet in front of their face. "Keep still, everyone! Keep still!" states Helm.

"Sir! I think I see someone up ahead! I'll--" comes Kaspar's voice, followed by the braying of a terrified horse, and the screams of a falling man. A sickening thud reaches their ears.

"Everyone keeps still," comes Bernlad's voice. "That way, we live."

 

[Ranger Rick]

Alan's adreline is climbing. He is getting fidgety and touching everything he owns, as he squints through the sleet. His cold body getting warm as time for a massive battle draws near.

 

[jkason]

After five hours riding, a sudden storm bombards the travellers. The sleet that falls is so heavy, it is impossible for a person to see more than a few feet in front of their face. "Keep still, everyone! Keep still!" states Helm.

"Sir! I think I see someone up ahead! I'll--" comes Kaspar's voice, followed by the braying of a terrified horse, and the screams of a falling man. A sickening thud reaches their ears.

"Everyone keeps still," comes Bernlad's voice. "That way, we live."

Weel, getting quite used to hearing "keep your head down" advice lately, does just that. He reins in his horse and hunkers down in the saddle, not daring to move or speak until he hears something else from the group's leaders.

 

[Rhialto]

After roughly half a minute, the sleet storm ends. When it is done, the ice melts, almost instantly. Bernlad gestures ahead. A group of Hill Goblins stand ahead in the trail, a Mountain Goblin wearing red and grey robes behind them. "There's the bastards who done in Kaspar!" he shouts. "Let's get them!"

Helm nods, and then glances at the recruits. "You stay here. Origen will stay here with you, to help in case there are any sneak attacks." With that, Helm, Ventruli, and Bernlad charge ahead.

As they close on the goblins, a cascade of boulders fall off the mountain, neatly seperating them from you.