[The Mythar Resistance] On The Trail

[The Rolling Man]

Eventhough she doubted she could convince the people of the village to do anything, Olivia went with Tau and Layonarai. She warned them that the Mythar were coming and that it was best for them to flee. At the same time, she tries to find the woman who told them about Cantus earlier in the morning. If she can find her, she tries to learn as much as she can about the young man. "Did they had any other residences? A cabin in the woods perhaps? What about family? Do you know of any grandparents, uncles or aunts?"

When she hears Uiim's alarm, she stops her interrogation and return to the wagon. She calls on the protective powers of her necklace.

OOC:

Spoiler

Inertial armor from the necklace

 

[log-a-log]

DM:

Spoiler

alright if I hear uiims cry i will hurry and draw my crossbow as I go. I do have all my equipment and armor on already so I just need to to hurry and tell uiim what is going on. It also looks like I"ll come hauling in and jump into my driving seat.

 

[Erekose13]

Tau returns with the other two at Uiim's call. He grabs the reigns on the wagon and pulls it around behind the two carriages. Setting his bow on the seat beside him with his quiver he concentrates to focus his senses.

DM:

Spoiler

manifest offensive precog. at 4th caster level for a +2 to attack bonus for 4mins. 3pp, +1 caster level from wild surge, 5% chance of being stunned for 1 rd.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Between . . . around . . . not through, though, not at all. Sure!" Nassitch agreed. "We should build a platform that I can stand on and strap it to your back. Then I can fire arrows at people from above while you're pounding them."

Nassitch turned more serious and asked, "Please keep an eye on Kimble though, if . . . anything happens. He might want to charge out and attack the Mythar . . . I've told him to stay, but . . . ."

"Not a bad idea varmit," Kromgron says, happy to have some humor in this time of worry. "Be glad to have some support on my back, as it were. And of course I'll look after Kimble. He's family." With that Kromgron takes a moment to gently place a hand on Nassitch's shoulder, and ruffle the fur on Kimble's head before resuming his watchful stance.

 

[log-a-log]

Log comes sprinting into the town center. He is running almost full out his face to the ground and a swinging motion back to back zig zagging like he was being chased. Seeing Uiim he heads and reports to him loudly. "We better get ready to move we got about 20-30 huom on our tail and there going to be here in a half hour max." With that quick run down he heads off to his carrige and stands ready for orders.

 

[log-a-log]

log

 

[Ashy]

Log comes sprinting into the town center. He is running almost full out his face to the ground and a swinging motion back to back zig zagging like he was being chased. Seeing Uiim he heads and reports to him loudly. "We better get ready to move we got about 20-30 huom on our tail and there going to be here in a half hour max." With that quick run down he heads off to his carrige and stands ready for orders.

Uiim's eyes go wide when he hears Log's report. "Thank you, Log. I thank the heavens you made it back safely. Quickly, into your wagon and if you have a bow, prepare it!"

The old gnome raises his voice so that his team can hear. "As soon as they are within range, begin firing, but only enough to get their attention. Once they are focused on us, we ride!" Uiim pauses for a moment and then adds, "for heaven's sake, try and stay together, but if we get seperated, we will meet up at the bridge that lies seven leagues up that road when the sun it at its peak!" The old gnome points to the road in question and then turns his voice to the townsfolk.

"You heard this man-", pointing to Log, "there are more than twenty Mythar coming and they are not pleased! If you can run, run - if you chose to stay, then you take your fate into your own hands! We will try and draw them away from here and provide you enough cover so that you can run and hide. Know that this day a rebellion against the Mythar has begun. It will begin slowly and quietly, but I feel that we have a hope - something that the Mythar could not have foreseen has happened this day in this very village! Save yourselves and your children! Run to live another day - spread the word and hold the faith!"

 

[log-a-log]

Log stands ready with reins in hands and his hand seeming antsy to draw something thou nothing can be seen to draw.

 

[Keia]

Nassitch (male Kobold) Ranger/Egoist 2/3

"Not a bad idea varmit," Kromgron says, happy to have some humor in this time of worry. "Be glad to have some support on my back, as it were. And of course I'll look after Kimble. He's family."

Nassitch smiled, relief clearly evident on the Kobold's face. He then calmed himself and gathered his focus, getting ready for the conflict about to happen.

"You know, Kromgron, this is not what I would have expected from today when I woke up," Nassitch mused. "From assistant animal handler to . . . ," Nassitch paused as he listened to Uiim's speech, "resistance fighter. Do you think maybe . . . this . . . is being blown out of proportion?"

 

[Lazlow]

Osric readies his bow and quietly whispers to Seamus, preparing him for the oncoming battle. Riding close to Uiim, he says, "Seamus and I are more agile than the wagons - I'll ride rear guard in case any of these fiends get too close." He then rides back to the rear of the wagon, loosening his falchion in its scabbard and making sure his lance is within easy reach.