Re: Intermission in Millhaven And Journey to Stomanell City
Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2022 1:19 pm
Harker, slumped to one knee his senses reeling as the battle ended... the pounding in his head ... the blood rushing in his ears. He leaned upon his bastard sword hilt... just trying to catch his breath. It was so hard to breathe... had the creature's spiked weapon pierced a lung... he just needed a few seconds...
Coweena came in like a divine valkyrie choosing the dead on the battlefield with the fury of her axe! A more welcome sight he could not think to see...!
Then he realized everyone was yelling about something but he could not at first make out what they were say... his head pounded. He just needed a few second to stop gasping for air.. to calm his pounding heart beat.... wait? It was getting louder?
Then Traesta was at his side the soft glow of a cast curative spell upon her hands ...he smiled and wiped the spittal from his lips...it came away crimson. But the healing worked his head cleared and his hearing came suddenly to sharp clarity.
Drums. More were coming.
Taking a deep...not quite ragged, breath he stood again, "Back to the Wagon... we must protect the Driver. We'll make our stand there together!"
Regaining his feet he turned and ran with the group back to the cart...
Slower then the rest, Harker sees Pebble fall... he does not hesitate injuries and all he stops to pick Pebble up hefting him over his shoulder and stagger but determined he continues to follow the party carrying Pebble over his shoulder his expression pained.. but Unyielding!
Coweena came in like a divine valkyrie choosing the dead on the battlefield with the fury of her axe! A more welcome sight he could not think to see...!
Then he realized everyone was yelling about something but he could not at first make out what they were say... his head pounded. He just needed a few second to stop gasping for air.. to calm his pounding heart beat.... wait? It was getting louder?
Then Traesta was at his side the soft glow of a cast curative spell upon her hands ...he smiled and wiped the spittal from his lips...it came away crimson. But the healing worked his head cleared and his hearing came suddenly to sharp clarity.
Drums. More were coming.
Taking a deep...not quite ragged, breath he stood again, "Back to the Wagon... we must protect the Driver. We'll make our stand there together!"
Regaining his feet he turned and ran with the group back to the cart...
Slower then the rest, Harker sees Pebble fall... he does not hesitate injuries and all he stops to pick Pebble up hefting him over his shoulder and stagger but determined he continues to follow the party carrying Pebble over his shoulder his expression pained.. but Unyielding!