[The Mythar Resistance] On The Trail

[Erekose13]

Happy to put the tree line and the town behind him, Tau is very glad that Kromgron is on their side with that electrical blast. He continues to drive his horses, keeping right on the tail of Log's carriage.

 

[Ashy]

Uiim drives on another five minutes and if no more sound or sign or pursuit is detected, he will stop the wagons. He will then assess the group and make sure that all are present and accounted for...

 

[log-a-log]

Log pulls up behind uiims charage if it stops and immediately arms his crossbow then quickly hides it back into the hold of his clothes and awaits orders.

 

[Ashy]

"Is everyone here and well?", the old gnome asks...

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Well enough for now, I'll be all right," Kromgron says. "I got hit once, but it's not too bad

 

[Ashy]

Uiim nods to the dwarf, mentally noting and priortizing his injuries...

 

[Ferrix]

OOC: To Freshen People Up on the VP/WP System read this.

Nassitch:

Spoiler

Looking at Kromgron you almost instantly discern the severity of the wound that he suffered. He took 9 wound damage, reducing him to 5 from 14. It'll take him probably 4 to 5 days of little activity to fully recover without some sort of enhanced healing.

Uiim:

Spoiler

You get the feeling that the hit that Kromgron is nursing dealt more than a blow to his honor the way he winces if he tries to exclaim loudly or breathe too deeply.

Osric:

Spoiler

You escaped swiftly through the tree line, when you caught a glimpse back into the village, it seemed the Mythar were more interested in something else. No chase was given that you noticed.

As you pull your carriages up a good ways away from the village, you begin to assess the situation when the thunder of hoofs coming up behind you brings Osric, panting and worse for wear but without any lasting wounds.

OOC: Let me know when you want to move on.

 

[Ashy]

Uiim nods to Osric and then looks beyond. "I guess they did not take the bait, eh?", he asks himself more than anyone else. "We can only hope the best for those poor folk; I hope many of them got away." Once he is sure that no one is in need of healing or tending to, the gnome calls out, "Good job - let's ride. We need to put as much distance as we can between them-" he nods in the direction of the Mythar, "-and us a'fore our meeting."

With that, he cracks the reigns and heads out...

 

[Keia]

"Well enough for now, I'll be all right," Kromgron says. "I got hit once, but it's not too bad

" 'Not too bad' my furry butt!" Nassitch exclaimed. "I heard how you winced he you tossed me. You should have that looked at, magic like . . . who knows what nasty-nasty the huoms put on their blades. I can tend . . . but not nearly so fast."

Kimble barked in agreement (probably more from Nassitch's tone than anything else).

"See . . . even Kimble can smell, too," Nassitch added.

 

[log-a-log]

With uiims word log swings onto his carraige with nothing in his hands but his reins and with a quick look around he follows uimm out in the same palce he was before in the pecking order.