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<blockquote data-quote="Piston Honda" data-source="post: 6322155" data-attributes="member: 6699122">“By the Gods…are you truly?” Odywyn looked over to see what Tekai was doing. Then he saw Seerah taking her spear, shaking her head at Sheng and standing beside Niraya. Inguar and Raomohr, who had approached the cart looked back as well. Inguar sighed, climbing in to fetch his bow. Raomohr shook his head in disbelief, he grabbed the axe left among the firewood and stood next to Odywyn. Palkr had his sword against the snow, looking around, muttering about being unable to get a fix on them. Odywyn pulled something out of his coat, an old wooden pendant, on it, crudely painted, a spear. He fiddled with the pendant.Then the lights stopped moving, slowly fading into darkness. A hush fell over the woods, the silence and darkness lasted for nearly a minute before the deep, guttural growls echoed throughout the camp like a dog growling from the depths of a cave. Raomohr’s eyes flitted about, vapor of his breath filling the air. Odywyn dropped to his knees, letting go of the pendant, closing his eyes, and humming, low, almost unnoticeable over the howls.&nbsp; [sblock=Perception 15]Odywyn is quite still, but the pendant is shaking slightly seemingly of its own accord.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Piston Honda, post: 6322155, member: 6699122"] [COLOR=#8b4513]“By the Gods…are you truly?”[/COLOR] Odywyn looked over to see what Tekai was doing. Then he saw Seerah taking her spear, shaking her head at Sheng and standing beside Niraya. Inguar and Raomohr, who had approached the cart looked back as well. Inguar sighed, climbing in to fetch his bow. Raomohr shook his head in disbelief, he grabbed the axe left among the firewood and stood next to Odywyn. Palkr had his sword against the snow, looking around, muttering about being unable to get a fix on them. Odywyn pulled something out of his coat, an old wooden pendant, on it, crudely painted, a spear. He fiddled with the pendant. Then the lights stopped moving, slowly fading into darkness. A hush fell over the woods, the silence and darkness lasted for nearly a minute before the deep, guttural growls echoed throughout the camp like a dog growling from the depths of a cave. Raomohr’s eyes flitted about, vapor of his breath filling the air. Odywyn dropped to his knees, letting go of the pendant, closing his eyes, and humming, low, almost unnoticeable over the howls. [sblock=Perception 15] Odywyn is quite still, but the pendant is shaking slightly seemingly of its own accord. [/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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