Hunt Or Be Hunted

[spanningtree]

Thena

Walks toward Mek, taking care to step on Jiv along the way, pointing her sword directly at him: Come now, no need to die like your friends, put your weapon down.

[tristenc]

Seeing the rest in-hand, Nis moves back to the girl and lays a gentle hand on her shoulder as she speaks her prayer in Sylvan. Glan an lot agus fighe an fheòil. Bithidh beatha a' fas as ùr, A dh'aindeoin bàis.

Clean the wound and knit the flesh. Life blushes anew, In spite of death.

A soft green glow flows from her hand into the girl's injury, repairing some of the damage. She nods comfortingly to the girl, trying to convey wordlessly that this particular trial is over.

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CLW on the girl [1d8]=2
lol, barely any

[GreyWolfVT]

Torvik hopes that while he is stuck magically that no bird craps on him.

[Rex]

Bryne

Bryne checks on Torvik and makes sure he is all right. "What can we do about Torvik?"

[Darithe]

Mave

Mave raises Talon to be even with the center of Mek's shoulderblades, "You would be wise to heed Thena's advice. You cannot win and will die this day unless you surrender. Your friends abandoned you and there is no glory in dying for them."

[Revenant]

Jiv grunts in pain as the heavy armor laden crusader steps on him before standing before Mek. The blond man smiles at you and you note he is missing several teeth. He looks to Thena and says, "Sure sweetie, whatever ya say." He then plunges his sword into the mud and raises his hands all the while grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

Nis, still a stranger amongst those she stands with in the battlefield, gives the girl a soothing heal. She smiles warmly at the elf and says, "Nicnevin...." following by a rapid fire string of words, none of you understand. Vari approaches, the newcomer and says, "That was some mighty fine shootin', glad ya showed up when ya did." She holds out her hand, "I'm Vari Sterne a ranger of the Horn." Kade and Ruskin meanwhile look their captain over with concern. Kade asks, "Are you alright Cap'n?" Slowly Torvik shakes off the spell that paralyzed him, sans bird crap.

Seeing he is alright, the three rangers take the newfound prisoners and bind their hands. Ruskin looks around, "That's five prisoners then with the two we already have." Kade adds, "And looks like we've 5 new horses to add to our stock." Vari says, "I wonder if there's a reward for this lot?," looking the threesome over, "Don't look like they're worth much though."

[tristenc]

Now that the tension of battle is over, details of the Elven woman become more obvious. Platinum blonde hair with a narrow shock of red on one side is gathered in a loose but intricate half-braid. Clear eyes, green like smoky jade or the shaded hue of an evergreen regard Vari with wisdom and warmth. She moves with an almost preternatural grace as she accepts the other woman's offered hand. A bracelet of thin willow woven into a hoop bounces on her wrist as she shakes gently but firmly.

(She responds in whichever language Vari used. Common or elven.) Lovely to meet you, Vari. she replies, in a voice like silver chimes. I am Niserie Silverwreath. I'm... really just on an errand. Actually, you and your friends really helped me out. I was sent to protect this girl, but there is no way I could have done anything alone. It was truly incredibly fortunate. Almost like Kismet. she smiles, releasing Vari's hand.

She shoulders her bow across her dress of greens and tans and browns. I'm rather fond of Seabhag. I named the bow "Hawk", in Sylvan. But you and your friends were most impressive! Won't you introduce me?

A soft Mew can be heard nearby as a black and white cat saunters into camp from the nearby woods. It rubs against the recently freed girl's leg before moving to sit next to Nis, facing Vari. OH, of course I didn't forget you silly. Clearing her throat with mock seriousness, she gestures elegantly to the feline beside her. This is Duck.
The cat studies Vari intently.


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Niserie Silverwreath

Pic (not my artwork)





"Duck"

[Rex]

Bryne

"I am Lady Valshire. May I inquire as to why you are protecting the young lady?"

[tristenc]

Oooh. Nis smiles warmly. So very pleased to meet you, my Lady. She curtsies smoothly, introducing herself as above. Well... I suppose the easiest way to answer that is to say that I was sent. Kind of like a mission. she chuckles. And sent by one whom I have a lot to be thankful for, and who doesn't take disobedience terribly well. But as to the 'why', I'm afraid I really don't have any details. she shrugs. Kind of embarrasing, when you think about it. she smiles wryly

[Darithe]

Mave

Arches an auburn brow at the sight of stranger and the rather vague explanation for her being here at such an opportune time. But the elf seems harmless enough at least presently, so she removes her gloves and extends a hand, "I am Lady Gallowhawk... Mave to my friends. Pleased to meet you Niserie." She glances to the girl, "And what is your name young lady?"

[tristenc]

Oh wow, another noble-lady! So nice to make your acquaintance Lady Gallowhawk. she smiles and shakes Mave's hand.

I haven't been able to understand a word she says yet, except that she knows my name and who sent me to help her. Nis says with a shrug

[GreyWolfVT]

Torvik stretching his limbs and cracking his neck and fingers replies to his concerned recruits "Apparently I am now lads. Bastard got me statue like wit a spell. I hope someone killed the prick." he remarks with earnestness.

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Thena

Glad to see Mek and Jiv bound, she finally relaxes a bit... sheaths Rover.

Checking on Torvik, her next priority, she smiles to see him regain mobility. I think we'll see more of that prick in short order.

Listening to the interaction with Niserie and turning with a slight bow toward her: I am Thena, Crusader of Tempus. Your timing was impeccable.

Taking on a much softer tone she moves to heal her comrades.

Approaching Wilwarin: Tempus wills your health and well being.
CLW: [1d8]=7
Moving to Mave: Your path is close to the will of Tempus.
CLW: [1d8]=6
And on to Ruskin: Your strength is acknowledged by Tempus.
CLW: [1d8]=6

Stopping to pull the arrow out of her back she hands it to Byrne with a wink.

Given a moment she will check out miss-plate's platemail for serviceability as well as her weapon.

OCC: Spells deducted.

[GreyWolfVT]

Torvik late to the conversation moves over to where Niserie and the others are "Names Torvik another ranger o' tha horn. Woulda been over sooner but well some jerk cast a spell on me freezin me in place fer a bit there." he then smiles seeing Vari is still alive "Vari, glad ta see yer still standin' I was headin yer way if only I coullda pu that bastard down, but he turned me in ta a livin statue there..." he kind of trails off realizing he is rantin but still sounding like a caring father towards his recruit.

[tristenc]

Nis chuckles at the Dwarf's rustic manner. Nice to meet you, Torvik. I've always found much more in common with those who protect and care for the forest than others. I am pleased to see several rangers among your group.

She nods as he goes on about the magic user that enspelled him. Yes, I could tell he was a powerful danger when he began to manipulate the weather. Fortunately we were able to stop him. she says, gesturing to the still body of the gray-robed man with the rotting teeth and skin-mask. Horrid creature. she adds.


Edit: (Missed Thena's greeting)
Nis waves at the cleric of Tempus. Ah, I'm glad to see a healer among you. That was quite a fierce battle!

[Rex]

Bryne

"They had some users of magic with them, can someone check for magic among what was left behind? Seems a wise thing to do if we can."

To Thena, "I apologize, in the fog of battle my aim failed me."

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Bryne
To Thena, "I apologize, in the fog of battle my aim failed me."

Tis the way... best it was you. A grip of the shoulder solves all.

[GreyWolfVT]

Torvik sighs and shakes his head at Bryne's words "Don't worry bout it Bryne we all had more n a bit of struggle in tha fightin. I feel it's me fault fer tryin ta encourage everyone ta fight em. I feel like I was a wee bit overconfident."

[Rex]

Bryne

"Thank you both. It had to be done Torvik and we did well if not perfect."

[Revenant]

Vari seems like she is in awe of the elf and her named bow, the young ranger looking it over with interest. "Mine don't have no name, least none that she's told me yet," the young woman says in common, then points out each of their group naming them as she looks their way. Then under her breath, so that only Nis hears, she adds, "Ruskin's good with his knives but he's a bit full of himself. Kade's strong as an ox and about bright as one. And Commander Torvik...he's the best ranger I've ever seen." Her eyes brighten at the sight of the cat, "Now that there is the funniest lookin' duck I've ever seen." She leans down to gently pat his head. When Torvik mentions her, she starts to say something but it catches in her throat, and she merely nods and focuses on Duck.

Kade and Ruskin, now that they are assured their commander is alright, busy themselves laying the dead out side by side. Thena examines the woman's plate armor. It took some damage in the battle but it of obvious quality. With a proper blackmith, it could easily be repaired. The woman was tall and built like Thena so it would be a good fit if she has it repaired. They thoroughly search the bodies for supplies and manage to find the following on them:
35 gold, 52 silver and 82 coppers, an emerald ring, a small bag of gems (moonstone, lapis lazuil and two small garnets). The other armor and weapons they had are nothing special. The grey-robed man is wearing ratty robes and of course the skin mask which covers part of his face. The bone he held and there is a dusty book filled with tiny nearly illegible scrawl of notes and apparently written in a foreign language. The man from Lupre is wearing a badly damaged set of plate armor and the greatsword he wielded looks to be of excellent quality.

Inside the tent, you find an open chest filled with with foodstuffs, two barrels of water, 5 bottles of fine wine as well as another 8 empty bottles. Laying near one bedroll is the grey-robed man's discarded staff, made of a dark wood and intricately carved. And in a small box (sized to hold 8) are 4 small flasks containing a blue-colored liquid. There is also a neatly folded map of Gull's Landing with a red X over one unnamed building. Also marked are several businesses with only the sort of business they are, no names. You note a blacksmith, stable, armorer, scribe, as well as the estates of the Gallowhawk family. One building does have a named scrawled over it called....The Soiled Dove.

In addition, to the three prisoners captured (Mek, Jiv and the unnamed darkhaired man) you have gained 5 additional riding horses. So you have 5 prisoners in all.

Allies still injured: Wilwarin (-4), Thena (-4), Vari (-8), Ruskin (-3), Bryne (-2), Niserie (-2), Mave (-4), Girl (-1)
Prisoners injured: Mek (-10), Jiv (-5), darkhaired man (-9)