KirayaTiDrekan
Adventurer
"I should come, too. I feel a threat stirring in the wind."
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The First Age of Man
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Voda Vosa
First Post
Sheng Shemin
"Very well, we'll stay ready to assist you. Be cautious." Sheng says, casting a strange look at Sheerah.
"A stir in the winds? We should stay back, if you are ambushed there would be only valiant Sheng and brave Inguar to rescue you from the clutches of whatever peril stirs your winds."
"Very well, we'll stay ready to assist you. Be cautious." Sheng says, casting a strange look at Sheerah.
"A stir in the winds? We should stay back, if you are ambushed there would be only valiant Sheng and brave Inguar to rescue you from the clutches of whatever peril stirs your winds."
KirayaTiDrekan
Adventurer
Seerah looks from Sheng to Niraya, her voice uncertain "She...they might need my magic."
Niraya beams at Seerah. "We'll be fine," she assures her. "I just wanted to make sure you all didn't keep moving and stumble into things while Tekai and I were scouting. I'd better get back to him now though. We'll be back soon with more!"
She whirls and flits back into the woods, hurrying to the tree Tekai pointed out as their rendezvous spot.
She whirls and flits back into the woods, hurrying to the tree Tekai pointed out as their rendezvous spot.
Tekai crouches down near the poplars, and takes his time stringing his bow, counting heartbeats in his head. Not having a great deal else to do until Niraya returns, he silently surveils the area, listening for the crunching footsteps of boots in snow and wondering whether the nearby people would be friendly. Or not.
Piston Honda
First Post
Inguar pulls the cart to a stop as Niraya returns. Upon Seerah’s premonition, as she argues to go along, Inguar prepares his bow, allowing Niraya and Sheng to talk her out of going as well. As Niraya departs, he slowly drives Volnir close to a tree before tying him off, and looking at the other two. “If you are worried, we can stay close.”
Tekai waits near the poplars, he does not hear much in terms of sound; after a short while, he hears the sound of crunching snow approaching him, fairly quickly. He spies between the trees to see Niraya approaching. She quiets her approach as she spots him. Quietly, they approach the campfire; they can see three men around it.
One of the men is older in thick furs, short grey hair and a beard to match. A long bone sword sits beside him as he drinks from a stone cup.
The second man has long brown hair, and a long, braided beard. There is a spear, heavily painted in blue, with a head of flint leaning against the log he sits on, skinning a rabbit with a stone knife.
The third man looks more heavy set, with long, brown, braided hair, and a thick, medium length goatee and mustache, also skinning a rabbit with a stone knife.
Near the fire is a small pile of wood, a stone axe, the shaft also painted blue, among it. Above the fire, on a thick piece of wood, is a stone pot, and a pair of rabbits, already skinned, cooking.
The first man says something to the other two, difficult to hear, the third laughs heartily, the sound carrying through the trees to where Tekai and Niraya can hear.
Tekai waits near the poplars, he does not hear much in terms of sound; after a short while, he hears the sound of crunching snow approaching him, fairly quickly. He spies between the trees to see Niraya approaching. She quiets her approach as she spots him. Quietly, they approach the campfire; they can see three men around it.
One of the men is older in thick furs, short grey hair and a beard to match. A long bone sword sits beside him as he drinks from a stone cup.
The second man has long brown hair, and a long, braided beard. There is a spear, heavily painted in blue, with a head of flint leaning against the log he sits on, skinning a rabbit with a stone knife.
The third man looks more heavy set, with long, brown, braided hair, and a thick, medium length goatee and mustache, also skinning a rabbit with a stone knife.
Near the fire is a small pile of wood, a stone axe, the shaft also painted blue, among it. Above the fire, on a thick piece of wood, is a stone pot, and a pair of rabbits, already skinned, cooking.
The first man says something to the other two, difficult to hear, the third laughs heartily, the sound carrying through the trees to where Tekai and Niraya can hear.
Voda Vosa
First Post
Sheng Shemin
"Aye, we better stand ready if there's trouble is best to be prepared. I'll take the lead" Sheng says, grabbing his sword and his shield, strapping the later on his back and sheathing the first on the scabbard at his waist. He then grabs his bow and an arrow, before heading towards where Niraya and Tekai are, looking back at intervals to check Inguar is behind him.
"Aye, we better stand ready if there's trouble is best to be prepared. I'll take the lead" Sheng says, grabbing his sword and his shield, strapping the later on his back and sheathing the first on the scabbard at his waist. He then grabs his bow and an arrow, before heading towards where Niraya and Tekai are, looking back at intervals to check Inguar is behind him.
Niraya hesitates...it wouldn't take much effort for those three men to overpower her, could Tekai stop them?...but then nods. At least they'd be less likely to see her as a threat or a competitor. This turning into a fight would be the worst possible result, regardless of who won.
Well, maybe not regardless, but still.
She brought her spear with her, but held it point down so it didn't seem threatening. To show up with no weapon and alone would make them suspicious.
"Hello?" Niraya said from the edge of the firelight. "I'm Niraya...can I come closer?"
Well, maybe not regardless, but still.
She brought her spear with her, but held it point down so it didn't seem threatening. To show up with no weapon and alone would make them suspicious.
"Hello?" Niraya said from the edge of the firelight. "I'm Niraya...can I come closer?"
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