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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4906523" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p>Session 23, Part 3</p><p></p><p> Kormak finished writing, replaced his tattoo, then ducked out of his small tent, petted Dog on the head, and looked about just in time to see Suniel and Keeper disappear into the evening's heavy snowfall. He jogged after them, catching up a minute later.</p><p></p><p> “Bail ok?” he said, falling in between Keeper and Suniel. “He looked like an ambulatory pincushion last I saw him.”</p><p></p><p> “He's tough. Harold him with six arrows, but Shruka says he'll be fine,” Suniel said. “He's still a bit angry though.”</p><p></p><p> “I'll bet. If you shot me with just <em>one</em> arrow, I'd be pretty pissed,” Kormak said. “So, we off on a diplomatic mission?”</p><p></p><p> “Yes. I calmed Bail down a little bit so he probably won't attack Harold on-sight at least. Now we're off to find Harold.”</p><p></p><p> “Should we be searching the ground or the sky?” Kormak said, placing his hand over his eyes and squinting up into the snow. “He learned how to fly, you know.”</p><p></p><p> “That particular dweomer of his armor will have been exhausted by now,” Keeper said. “Search the ground.”</p><p></p><p> Kormak glanced at the construct to see if there was some trace of humor there or if Keeper was being literal. As usual, he couldn't tell.</p><p></p><p> “Who goes there?” a familiar voice called from the rapidly darkening white-out.</p><p></p><p> “Harold? It's Suniel, Keeper, and Kormak,” Suniel said, stopping and peering into the snow.</p><p></p><p> Harold walked into sight, stopped, and crossed his arms. “What? Come to tell me you're leaving?”</p><p></p><p> “We were discussing our plan to enter the city and were seeking your input,” Suniel said.</p><p></p><p> “You're not planning on taking your band of misfits along are you?” Harold said. “It'll be a slaughter if one of those things gets to them.”</p><p></p><p> “Bail will live, by the way,” Kormak said, widening his eyes with mock concern and clasping his hands. “It was touch and go for a while, but we all prayed for him and he's going to make it!”</p><p></p><p> “Why are you even with us, dwarf?” Harold said, staring flatly down at him.</p><p></p><p> “We were wondering the same thing, human,” Kormak replied, grinning up at Harold. “We decided it was because you're just so damn charming.”</p><p></p><p> “It would be helpful if you talked with Bail,” Suniel said, pulling his cloak tighter as a sudden gust cut into them and sent the snow whipping into their eyes.</p><p></p><p> “The traitor? Why, he attacked me first!” Harold said.</p><p></p><p> “He says the same of you, though with a few more expletives,” Kormak said.</p><p></p><p> “I'm not going to apologize, if that's what you are asking.”</p><p></p><p> Suniel sighed. “Just talk with him, see if you can patch things up with him enough that we can forestall something like this happening again.”</p><p></p><p> “If you had all just listened to me, it never would have happened in the first place,” Harold said.</p><p></p><p> Kormak was about to say something, but Keeper stepped on his foot and applied pressure.</p><p></p><p>“Your thingy is standing on my foot Suniel,” Kormak said, trying to gauge whether Suniel had signaled Keeper or if the construct was acting on its own volition.</p><p></p><p> “Will you just talk with him?” Suniel said.</p><p></p><p> “He's heavy,” Kormak said, pressing his side against Keeper's hip in an attempt to dislodge him.</p><p></p><p> “Fine,” Harold said. “If it will get us moving onward. We've wasted a whole day here.”</p><p></p><p> “Off! Hey, gear-brains, move your metallic appendage or I'll break it off and make it into a stove!” Kormak said, straining to pull his foot free from Keeper's immobile bulk. “Suniel, call off your construct!”</p><p></p><p> “I hear a noise, Master Au,” Keeper said, cocking his head sideways as if to listen. “Is it the wind?”</p><p></p><p> Kormak was sure he saw a small smile flit across the wizard's face before he hid it. “Come on, Keeper, lets get back to the turtle before we freeze to death.</p><p></p><p> Keeper nodded and suddenly lifted his foot, sending Kormak sprawling headfirst into the snow. Grumbling, he stood up and brushed himself off, pursing his lips and squinting at Keeper as he trudged along behind Harold.</p><p></p><p><em>If only poison would work on it,</em> he thought. <em>I liked it better before it thought it had a sense of humor.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 4906523, member: 60965"] Session 23, Part 3 Kormak finished writing, replaced his tattoo, then ducked out of his small tent, petted Dog on the head, and looked about just in time to see Suniel and Keeper disappear into the evening's heavy snowfall. He jogged after them, catching up a minute later. “Bail ok?” he said, falling in between Keeper and Suniel. “He looked like an ambulatory pincushion last I saw him.” “He's tough. Harold him with six arrows, but Shruka says he'll be fine,” Suniel said. “He's still a bit angry though.” “I'll bet. If you shot me with just [I]one[/I] arrow, I'd be pretty pissed,” Kormak said. “So, we off on a diplomatic mission?” “Yes. I calmed Bail down a little bit so he probably won't attack Harold on-sight at least. Now we're off to find Harold.” “Should we be searching the ground or the sky?” Kormak said, placing his hand over his eyes and squinting up into the snow. “He learned how to fly, you know.” “That particular dweomer of his armor will have been exhausted by now,” Keeper said. “Search the ground.” Kormak glanced at the construct to see if there was some trace of humor there or if Keeper was being literal. As usual, he couldn't tell. “Who goes there?” a familiar voice called from the rapidly darkening white-out. “Harold? It's Suniel, Keeper, and Kormak,” Suniel said, stopping and peering into the snow. Harold walked into sight, stopped, and crossed his arms. “What? Come to tell me you're leaving?” “We were discussing our plan to enter the city and were seeking your input,” Suniel said. “You're not planning on taking your band of misfits along are you?” Harold said. “It'll be a slaughter if one of those things gets to them.” “Bail will live, by the way,” Kormak said, widening his eyes with mock concern and clasping his hands. “It was touch and go for a while, but we all prayed for him and he's going to make it!” “Why are you even with us, dwarf?” Harold said, staring flatly down at him. “We were wondering the same thing, human,” Kormak replied, grinning up at Harold. “We decided it was because you're just so damn charming.” “It would be helpful if you talked with Bail,” Suniel said, pulling his cloak tighter as a sudden gust cut into them and sent the snow whipping into their eyes. “The traitor? Why, he attacked me first!” Harold said. “He says the same of you, though with a few more expletives,” Kormak said. “I'm not going to apologize, if that's what you are asking.” Suniel sighed. “Just talk with him, see if you can patch things up with him enough that we can forestall something like this happening again.” “If you had all just listened to me, it never would have happened in the first place,” Harold said. Kormak was about to say something, but Keeper stepped on his foot and applied pressure. “Your thingy is standing on my foot Suniel,” Kormak said, trying to gauge whether Suniel had signaled Keeper or if the construct was acting on its own volition. “Will you just talk with him?” Suniel said. “He's heavy,” Kormak said, pressing his side against Keeper's hip in an attempt to dislodge him. “Fine,” Harold said. “If it will get us moving onward. We've wasted a whole day here.” “Off! Hey, gear-brains, move your metallic appendage or I'll break it off and make it into a stove!” Kormak said, straining to pull his foot free from Keeper's immobile bulk. “Suniel, call off your construct!” “I hear a noise, Master Au,” Keeper said, cocking his head sideways as if to listen. “Is it the wind?” Kormak was sure he saw a small smile flit across the wizard's face before he hid it. “Come on, Keeper, lets get back to the turtle before we freeze to death. Keeper nodded and suddenly lifted his foot, sending Kormak sprawling headfirst into the snow. Grumbling, he stood up and brushed himself off, pursing his lips and squinting at Keeper as he trudged along behind Harold. [I]If only poison would work on it,[/I] he thought. [I]I liked it better before it thought it had a sense of humor.[/I] [/QUOTE]
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