Clyde fires at the one Erick shot at
Clyde needs a new bowstring
Henry's shot lands, eliciting a high-pitched bestial shriek of pain.
Erick similarly connects; Clyde however aims wide.
Telsyn turns and flees.
Arbas and Irling make for the front of the group, drawing aged but well-whetted daggers. Though pale, they ready blows.
The drakes hiss, then dive straight past Clyde in unison, biting at his neck along the way.
Henry shoots again at the same target.
Erick moves closer and then readies an attack with the 9-ring sword.
Clyde shoots the one Henry just shot
Telsyn is still running or cowering somewhere...
Henry's shot lands; one of the two drakes is looking significantly injured.
Regardless, emitting keening cries, they turn and make another run against Clyde.
Henry continues to shoot the same target.
My spleen!
Clyde keeps firing at the injured one.
Erick grunts in frustration as his foot slips on the ice.
With Henry's final shot, the drake's wings lose their strength and it slams into the ice at full speed, unconscious.
The other gives another roar, then flees to the west.
Telsyn's long run left him winded. He returns looking a bit sheepish. I knew you could handle it without me!
Clyde grumbles and checks his bow. Dern wet and cold is messing with the string.
Erick retrieves his gun, and begins wiping it down. "Anyone got some skinning knives? The hide is worth a bit." He comments, nodding at the downed drake.
The halflings get shakily to their feet; a few of the women are comforted.
Arbas steps forward. "...fine shooting, my friends; I see why the network sent you as guides."
No knife here. Clyde considers buyingone later.
"Do we have time to skin it? It's pretty damned cold in here, and we need to get gone. I can skin it, but not sure it is worth freezing for. "
We got attacked not long after we set up camp so we can bed down for a bit.
Telsyn will lend his dagger, if it helps.
"Fair enough. " and he will out his kukri and start skinning the beast.
Erick nods at the halflings. "We're right dangerous against wild animals. Long as we don't run into any Rocs or Doomwhales we should be fine." He waggles his eyebrows, using humour to try to calm the halflings after the attack.
Once the gun is dry again and oiled, Erick reloads it, and puts it away. "Ok, usual rotation on Watch tonight?"
Yep. Clyde will stand watch when his turn comes.
Clyde breaks camp and helps the halflings get ready.
The remainder of the day is harsh; blue lips and pale fingers abound near the end of it. But eventually, crossing through a rare bridge of earth and dirt, you make it wholly past the Angel Ice.
Gathering around the fire bead, the mood is strangely buoyant.
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Clyde boils water and heats blankets in order to return feeling to cold limbs, and his last few packets of tea steep in a pot to warm the insides.
Telsyn has little he can do. He makes sure the halflings are as comfortable as possible.
Henry will try to create a snow shelter to keep in the heat of the firebead.
Reminded of the chills suffered by a few of the halflings, the first night is difficult; babes to sooth, white-skinned hands to be warmed by the fire. Eventually, morning comes, and the next night is easier as you continue the journey to Brastlewark.
Crossing a hill, the air suddenly seems to thicken with warning.
Clyde waves to everyone to stop There be a bunch of Chelish soldiers up ahead about to cross us up ahead.
Is there any cover to snipe from?
We need to make sure our charges our safe first.
Be quiet and try to hide, everyone. Don't let them notice us.
Erick, shockingly, steps to the side behind a tree with almost no jingling or noise, and doesn't step on a stick or anything. "You realize of course that me and stealthy are not usually on first name terms, yes?" He whispers, looking mildly surprised he managed to avoid clanging his armor on the tree.
Clyde tries to help the halflings hide and hides himself
Hitting the dirt, you manage to get yourselves out of sight before you're spotted. Ahead, the group of soldiers moves up to a small grove of trees, and sets about making camp; tents and sleeping bags unpacked, a small fire beginning to be made.
Yeah, we need to avoid them, we got the halflings to think about. Head around.
Clyde will help the halflings sneak around.I wonder if we can get them through to the barn a different way, this seems to be a bit too well tyraveled.
Before anyone tries to sneak off, Erick makes a cutting motion with his hand over his throat, to get people's attention and get them to stop talking. "Stealthy people take the halflings around behind them, around from the way they came. Us non-stealthy people will provide a distraction. We'll play the messengers for nobility... If they're looking at us walking in the open, you'll have an easier time sneaking away. We can meet up in the woods on the other side of them, half a mile."
He waits for agreement before he motions for Telsyn to join him walking toward the group, timing that for 5 minutes after the sneaky ones leave.
Good pla, I'll go with the halflings. Clyde does so
Being a halfling, Henry figures out he needs to go that way and does.
Telsyn sticks with Erick, and lets him do the talking.