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Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The crowd resists Sahar's attempt to pass through it, but only for a moment -- and her passage has the same effect as a puff of wind on a mass of dandelion seeds - the locals making room, and many on the edges simply leaving, their weapons hanging low in their hands.

The man before Sahar looks weathered, and recent events have not helped, making it hard to estimate his age - but likely not much more than thirty winters. His skin is tan, like soft unoiled leather, with a double-handful of freckles thrown recklessly across his face and neck, each ruddy-brown mark not much larger than a grain of sand on their own - though more than a few have clustered, like the ones under his left eye. His hair is honey brown, with streaks of white shot through, revealing a few pale strawberry highlights. He nods, then nods again, "Aye, lady, that will do." He pulls a small, well-worn wooden symbol from under his tunic, most of the detail has been worn away by time, but the shape of the ankh is still clear. "The Dawnflower smiles on farmers," he says quietly, with a reverence that borders on a prayer.

He follows Sahar, his hands shooing away the mob as if they were flies, but says nothing until its clear that the two are alone. Then, he takes a deep breath, and begins, "That one, the boy, Prim's had a crush on him since she was ten. Now, six winters later, his mixed blood's kept 'im looking like he ain't half'gain as old as her. Caught 'em kissing up in the loft a few times in the spring, when Prim was s'posed to be out gatherin' herbs and grouseberries. The last time, told him no pointy-eared halfblood was good enough for Primm."

He sighs, "Thought he listened. Was so respectful I almost fell bad and changed my mind on the spot. Maybe I shoulda... she'd still..."

He trails off, then starts shaking his head, as if willing away dark thoughts, or pain, or tears, "Sorry. This morning, Prim din't get up to do her chores. Ain't like her, so her ma went up to get her -- but she wasn't in her bed. Might not'a worried, but there was blood on her pillow - not a lot, 'could cover the thing with my palm. One of the shutters was ripped a bit - figure he went in and out the window, which makes sense, so we wouldn't see 'im. Still, he musta been quiet, we ain't heard a struggle at all."

His jaw tenses and his face flushes before he continues, "Found a piece of her nightgown wedged in the hinge. Probably wot ripped the shutter. Ran outside, kid covered his own tracks, but not good enough - saw a few drag marks -- couldn't even be bothered to carry her. Trail led about a mile to old Greymilk's burned barn..." He takes another deep breath, then says, "Found her in a stall, on toppa mouldy burnt hay. Nightgown cut open, smallclothes torn off and tossed in a corner, arrows drove through her hands to pin her down, face twisted in horror but nothing in the eyes. Bowstring around her neck s'what kilt her - but, shallow cuts all over, looked like they was made by a broadhead arrow -- and there were a bloody broken one in the corner with her smallclothes."

His face clenches again, though he does manage to get out, "Matched the ones pinning her hands....", and then a growl, "Bastard used the arrows he'd made with the grousefeathers Prim gave him."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Sucks beyond the usual reasons of that, too, because we'd booked a hotel in Montreal to take the little girl to the Disney Interactive show this weekend. Not sure we can do that, now.

On the plus side, at least because it's a surprise, she doesn't know what she's missing.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Sorry to hear that, both of you.

Should warn too that I might vanish for a bit, as it seems my m-i-l decided not to seek medical attention for like a week of having issues until it reached the point of needing an ambulance to bring her in... so, yeah, might not be the happiest of egg-weekends coming up.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The crowd stops and recoils slightly from the two women on horseback who interpose themselves between the mob and the two men... or, man and a boy, really. You hear some grumbling and muttering in the crowd about "wallers" and "wanting to take the boy for tea", but even with that, you can feel that the shock of being pushed back has broken - or at least dulled - the mob's hostility. After a second of murmuring, just as it seems that the farmers are starting to tighten their grips on their weapons, a voice that could only be described as broken calls out tentatively, "Mistress, will you swear by the Dawnflower that justice will be done for my little girl? And that when that one's found guilty, he pay with his life? Need to be there to see that, I think."

Rickan steps forward, "Of course, Yaco--"

The man in the crowd cuts off the ranger, "No offense, Rickan, but I weren't talking to you. You love the boy as your own, and while I'm not sayin' you'd break with us to protect him.. love can blind a body from seein' what they don't wanna see. The outsiders ain't got the same problem... and if that one swears by her goddess..." He shrugs, then turns to look at Sahar and Fiona again, "If you can promise me that -- and deliver on it -- then we'll all back off to let you do it all the right way..."

After three retries, I still think this isn't as good as the initial lost post, but it gets us where we need to go.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

...and I see that my glorious post detailing Sahar cowing the crowd from last night isn't here... so... I'll remake it later today...


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Sorry, I didn't post right away as I rather thought someone would be specifying a new destination/plan -- so, instead, I'll ask now -- what's the plan (also, who's in the car, who's on a bike, etc.)


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Wow, Rags. Sorry to hear that.

Though I'm pretty sure we all told you to to get better and stop having these bad things happen. :P

We'll be here when you get back.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Anyone care to roll some sort of social skill on that? Or make with some magic? Or something?


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The mob shifts at your approach, but when you don't draw weapons, their attention returns to Rickan and the boy behind him. However, even with their attention fixed forward, the mob responds -- at least, some of them do.

"That one spoilt and kilt Yacob's girl."
"Found 'is broken arrows and 'er blood where he first attacked 'er."
"And a bloody trophy in his satchel."
"--gonna string him up--"
"--don't deserve a quick death--"

Daven looks scared, to put it mildly, and continues to stammer his innocence, "--I didn't -- I couldn't -- never raise a finger against Primrose--"

Rickan is doing his best to calm and defuse the mob, urging peace and justice instead of vengeance.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Ok, assuming nobody else is going to try to be cute and double back to the cave...

The ride back to town passes peacefully... and while the sun shows that you're making good time (knowing the route is helpful), there's still a sense that, somehow, you're not moving quickly enough... though that might be, in part, because of the nature of one of your adversaries.

As you come up over the hill to see the crossroads (as you still think calling it a 'town' is far too generous), you see a small mob of roughly two dozen of the local farmers - men, women, and teenagers that you're more used to seeing at Hamish's -- they seem to be hostile and advancing (with actual polearms, not just pitchforks) on Rickan and a smaller figure behind him -- though it's difficult from the distance, you think it may be Daven.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

20s don't auto-succeed skill checks. That's only in combat. However, considering a few people made it, no harm, no foul.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The gooey mess floats into the cave and a moment later comes back at you with the sort of speed you'd normally associate with a projectile.

"Liars! Not what you said! Probably trying to poison.. again." There's a pause, and then, the voice returns in a much calmer tone, "Probably mistake. Come, we talk, maybe you eat first."

Perception DC 30:

You're quite sure you heard a whisper during the pause, as if someone offered advice to the loud voice.

Sense Motive DC 22:

Um... you don't think he actually means that gentle and pleasant invitation into the cave.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Merlan approaches the cave, stopping about 30' away to avoid the glyphs and calls out. Nothing seems to happen in response, though the wolf's head is raised, and he looks at the cave mouth, and then back at the halfling, and then to the cave again, his tension clear.

A loud voice snarls, "Cave dangerous. Odíďte!" Then, a few heartbeat later, the same voice adds, "Unless you bring koláčiky."

Linguistics 26 (or ability to speak giant):

The two phrases in Giant would be "Go away" and "sweetcakes"


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

A few minutes later, Onyx gets a text with an address that would be about 10 minutes away -- but with torn up streets and detours, probably more like 15 -- and a 2D photo of a dark blue-violet Americar - the left door having been replaced with a black one that *almost*, but not quite, matches... with a tag that says "30 minutes".


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

If you're still in Redmond, we can get it to you... or, at least, near you.... Though we'll want to work out the timing so that someone else doesn't think it's a present...


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Ok, then, what do you do?


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Merlan steps forward and casts detect magic, and is quickly rewarded with a ping -- no, several. Taking a moment to focus, he is able to sense seven distinct patterns -- none of which seem terribly strong... not even moderately so.

Merlan:

The three Eloen indicated on the cave are all Abjuration, with an associated Evocation -- they're all identical.
The two Eloen noted on the mouth of the cave are the same abjuration, but these are linked to a conjuration (summoning) spell.
There is also an evocation spell just inside the cave, and a necromancy spell on the skull nearest to the cave.

Up to you if you want to try to id the spells, but the current theory that all the abjurations are glyph of warding seems to line up. Which means you could use erase on them. Or Dispel.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Merlan and the group start to move toward the cave, and the wolf makes a sound that can only be described as an exasperated sigh before lying on its paws.

Despite the fact you're moving toward a rock face, the vegetation actually thickens as you approach the cave -- grasses, small bushes and even a number of rather anemic-looking trees that are maybe as thick as your forearm and no taller than Fiona. The rock itself is covered with lichen, vines and mosses - many of which are flowering, giving you specs of blood-reds and violets against a grey and yellow-green background.

You all feel watched, and the rustling in the grasses only adds to that -- as if a host of tiny creatures are following just out of sight (reinforced by an occasional glimpse that you do get -- and the reaction of the mounts that can smell them). When you're about 50 feet from the cave, the sound in the grass seems to stop -- as if the creatures have come to a collective decision to stop following.

The opening of the cave is visible to you, but dark -- almost as if the sunlight can't penetrate the cave (though curtains of moss and vines are a likely culprit) -- and only here do you realize that the vines seem to be growing through, or out of, what appear to be orcish skulls -- with the flowers emerging from the open eye sockets and mouths.

Eloen holds up a hand before you get to the mouth of the cave, her trained eyes seeing a number of glyphs inscribed into stones that are all-but hidden in the grass.... and a pair on the cave mouth as well.

Eloen:

The three leading up to the cave are well-hidden glyphs of warding. They all seem to be blast runes - sonic, you think. The ones on the cave itself are a little harder to make out from the distance, but you don't think they're simple blasts.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060
Treppa wrote:

Back, safe and sound after a little highway skating in Nebraska.

Merlan and Tiny.

Safe and sound are two of the best ways to be, so yay! ;)

Welcome back.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf growls, "We'll be fine. Better when you leave, especially since the little speedy monster is your problem and ceases to be mine."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

*I suddenly have two, actually, but we'll need at least 36 hours to make sure they're clean. Could sell you a bike on the cheap right away. Or lend you an Americar for a couple of days.*


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

That doesn't sound pleasant, Treppa. "Good" (ish) travels.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf laughs, "Oh, I know what's in the cave, and it's no enemy to me. So, your option is to leave, or go die in the cave. Either way, I have wounded and would rather deal with them than you."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

He never wanted to let you go into the cave, he was just sick of arguing with you -- however, he did say that he'd protect you while you slept so long as you left.

That said, how everyone reacts to the grey areas and confusion can be very interesting indeed.


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Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

I will never recommend splitting they party. Even when checking in from Cancun.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

And now that I've been nice...

I'm about to be away for 10 days - but with the usual "post-trip" recovery time, I think it's safer to say I'm away 'til Jan 14th (so we can all be pleasantly surprised if I'm online sooner).

So, figure out if you're going to keep the deal or push into the cave. Lots of time to discuss. ;)


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

And now that I've been nice...

I'm about to be away for 10 days - but with the usual "post-trip" recovery time, I think it's safer to say I'm away 'til Jan 14th (so we can all be pleasantly surprised if I'm online sooner).

So... things are on hold 'til then. Gives you time to plan.

Though unless you totally mangle social tests, you can probably get a van from the go gang you just bailed out, if that helps with the planning.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

It's a one-shot device, but you can keep it for as long as you want. Of course, it won't work on magic items that need the form they're in.

Or epic-level items, if it comes to that.


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Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Wishing a Merry Christmas to all.

I'm giving each of you your choice of:

1. One shiny hero point. Potentially, a life saver. -or-
2. One free "transfer enchantment" device.

(That means if you find a +2 Holy Turkey Baster +2, but you really wanted a magic Potato Masher, you can put the +2 Holy Turkey Baster and a masterwork Potato Masher into the device, press the button, ignore the nasty grinding sounds, and after 60 nervous minutes, open the box to find a +2 Holy Potato Masher, and the burnt out wreckage of what was once a a Turkey Baster.)

Your choice, but you only get one.


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Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

It's Christmas. Santa GM is going to give you each one one-time-use Karma Pool point.

Good to reroll and save your bacon.

Maybe.

Happy ho-ho, Chummers.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

0nyx?


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The party sets watches and sets up camp for a cold meal. The night is cool without a fire -- but not so much that a bedroll and cloak aren't enough to keep you comfortable.

Your volunteer sentries find themselves with gooseflesh for most of their shift -- though that has far less to do with the chill of the night air, and far more from the unnerving feeling of being watched constantly by dozens of eyes in the dark -- small animals in the grass or in trees, birds, and other creatures that you can feel but never quite see as they dwell in the shadows --- a bit of movement here, the reflection of moonlight in an eye there.

Worse, for the first two shifts of your watch, the awakened direwolf walks around -- and past your camp -- frequently, as if he's probing it --- or, at least, your limitations.

He returns just as the the slight violet-pink hue of sunrise begins at the horizon, blood matted in his fur, and his lips curled in a snarl, "Clumsy fools, leaving behind a trail even a noseless cub could follow... and someone has. We drove off the painful little monster, though as he sped away faster than the hawk could fly, he asked us to tell you to take as long as you need, and that he'd fix things in town while you were gone."

He growls, "We kept our deal, we kept you safe. It's time for you to keep yours, and begone."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Figment says, "I'm thinking they might have gotten ahold of a new van or two last that certain people didn't need anymore."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The ground is flat, and so the biggest challenge is laying out your bedrolls without having a stone or root that you didn't notice in the grass underneath.

I assume the plan is to eat rations and skip the fire, per Merlan - which then just leaves the matter of whether or not you trust the wolf that offered to watch your sleep.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf growls, "Approach no closer, and hunt no creatures here, and I will ensure that the beasts and trees watch over your sleep, so you're well rested to make your leave."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf sighs, "It's happened more than once. And I do know, but I can't speak of it... other than to say you won't enjoy learning for yourself."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Everyone gathers back at Jay's about two hours before sunset -- with Figment stopping for a few packs of Soyudon - a mix of 'pork', 'shrimp' and 'chicken' -- most of which taste nothing like what they claim, even if they are strangely tasty in their own right.

He says, "Can't wait for the pain orb to go away so we can get back out there... though I never thought I'd ever want to try to find a skunk."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

You don't recognize anyone from the video -- but you think a few of the guys you knew that aren't in the underground anymore might have made it into Brightburn.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf growls proudly, "I am Tultulay."

Linguistics DC 28 - or DC 8 if you speak Celestial:

Tultulay.... what a strange -- wait, did he mean Tulatulē? Or, written in Celestial... তুলতুলে? His name is ... Fluffy?


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

About 15 minutes after he jacks in, Figment reaches up and pulls the cable from the jack, disconnecting him from the cyberdeck. He stands up and smiles, and begins to speak then blinks, closes his eyes, and starts again.

"Sorry, 'bout that, the gosh darned linguisoft was dragging me down like molasses." He gets a strange look on his face, sighs, and then continues, his twang gone, "Right, so, I cleaned up the video and cut it down to the important bits... That file's currently ricocheting in a seemingly random pattern out in the Matrix, a couple dozen nodes per second, and should be arriving on the screens of our throwaways in 6-8 seconds, depending on lag. I also grabbed a new lingsoft that's less 'yokel', though."

He closes his eyes, then sighs, "...I think it's corrupted and I have to keep rebooting the drekking thing."

He shakes his head, "Anyhow, the good news is that we got some clear images of these fragheads -- and, I've even got a lead on one of the kids -- a little poser trying to impress and get into a wizgang called the Brightburn... Seems he'll take any job to prove how amazing he is, and that he's stepped on enough toes they coughed him up right away. Calls himself Whitestreak."

Each of your phones vibrate with an incoming message and Figment shakes his head again, "Drekking soft. Anyhow, I know where Brightburn are, but didn't want to ask enough questions about the wizkid to warn the little skunk-shaman or whoever his pals are."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf growls, "Within lies a terrible creature able to destroy half a tribe of orcs foolish enough to wander in.... imagine what it could do to the likes of you."

He make a strange movement that you realize is the quadrupedal version of shrugging his 'shoulders', then settles down into the grass, "..at this point, you've annoyed me enough, I'll lick whatever bits are leftover and stuck to your armour."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf shakes his head at Merlan's speech, "You missed the option where you walk away... Last chance."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf snarls, "If you go in there, there won't be enough left of you to eat."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf steps back at the questions, then shakes his head, and snarls, "There are no druids here.... And no coincidence... I am here to tell you that you are not welcome. Begone. Or have your final fate be the same as the Orcs that braved the cave."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Merlan:

Your first impression would be that it's a worg or a winter wolf, but as you've watched the creature, neither of those seem quite right -- the colour is wrong, worgs are almost always black and closer in size to humans than horses... winter wolves are bigger, sure, but they're white -- and this thing is huge - the most dire or dire wolves....

...and then you realize what's bothering you - there's a strange hesitation to the creature and the way it speaks - something not quite fully lining up, almost as if it came into its intelligence later in--- wait, that's it! Sandy might be able to tell you what kind of wolf it is, but either way, you'd eat your hat if it hasn't been Awakened.... and that might explain the walking talking tree from earlier, too.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

Yonder canid would be a magical beast (augmented), so that's Arcana.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The wolf maintains its hostile pose, "I know nothing of your maps. And little of dwarves, save that they taste a little muddy and the meat tends to be stringy. Humans are generally both sweeter and more tender."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

As you speak, the wolf turns his head to each of you in turn, teeth still bared, as if watching the discussion. "Maybe it kills more than orcs," it offers, threateningly.


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

The elf chuckles, then moves toward Raptor - her movement somehow all a single, smooth glide, "Can't let yourself get too chill on the job, or you end up on ice forever," she says.

The female ork -- Nightfeather -- shakes her head, "Don't mind her, she's paranoid. Which is the exact quality you want in the shadows."

The elf nods, "Glad you added the last bit before I had to slap you."

The group chuckles and makes their way to the hole in the wall you all used as a door, with the male ork stopping at the threshold to say, "We're clean, so there's no splashback. But, still, to be safe, we didn't see each other if anyone asks, right?" While the man's tone was even, the last word seemed almost more a warning than a question.

A moment after they've left, Figment shakes his head, "He's even less charming in person than online. On the plus side, he's probably done the work of exposing the trunk and splicing into it, so we might as well use their setup."


Lastwall Heroes - Current Date: Toilday, 31 Desnus, 4711 AR | Shadowrun - Current Date: Saturday, March 13, 2060

You continue forward toward the rocky outcropping where the cave is meant to be (if Fiona's map can be believed) -- with a growing number of voles, rats and prairie dogs poking up and looking at you as you progress -- almost to the point that you'd expect to see a wave of small animals on your backtrail.

Looking ahead, the rocks are covered with vines and grass, obscuring your vision of where exactly the mouth of the cave might be -- wait, no -- it's probably there where the greenery is thickest and you can't see the greyish-brown stone behind it. The hawk that has been circling lands on one of the numerous, but slender, trees, the thing bowing slightly against the bird's weight before bouncing back up - and the bird's eyes are clearly on you, watching you intently -- before he turns his head toward the rocks where a massive grey-brown wolf -- broader but not quite as tall as your horses, though probably of a similar weight -- has emerged. The beast moves toward you, stopping about 100 paces away before it lets out a low growl and bares its teeth in challenge.

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