During the confusion, the Sentinel you were questioning begins to slowly back away.
"I didn't say you could move." Neverhome will chastise the "sentinel" while raising his sword backwards in preparation for a swing. "Start. Talking. Now."
Are you alright friend Zsestrian? Silence asked soft concern in his voice mixed with a bit of irritation.He was reading the note with a frown. His tail certainly expressed the latter as he looked at the concious Sentinal. "does anyone have some rope, It was one of the things i meant to replace after the festival and well.." He paused and shrugged. They were aware what kept him from resupplying. This whole situation had him confused.... which made him irritable to say the least. Friend Erika disapearing like that, made him question a lot of things, but now wasnt the time he supposed.
"Listen supposed Sentinal man. Here is what we are going to do. We are going to heal your friends up, tie you up, and have you lead us to this lodge of yours. If all is good and your commander can explain why things in this land are wrong wrong, then we will see that apologies are properly handled... If we go to your lodge and you are sneaky loot wanting bandits well..." He paused smiling at the man, It was indeed very very toothy, his sharp teeth obvious. "lets not worry about what happens if you are lying to us yes yes shall we." He said softlyand calmly patting the man on the head.
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Blik, who hid behind Hobbes when Zsestrian began speaking strangely, will poke his head out and say,
"She... just left? Oh..."
Looking disappointed, Blik won't say anything when the Sentinel begins to move away. Apparently mad at these humans for running away I'll have to remember that..., Blik will speak up when Silence begins reprimanding the Sentinels.
"Ah, um I have some rope. But uh, wouldn't their pack leader be mad we tied them up? You've proven you can chase them down, maybe a small show of trust would loosen their tongues..."
"Rope is thicker than trust."
"If we keep them tied, then i dont have to kill them if they try anything. Which would you prefer?" he asked glaring at the concious one for a moment. "this whole strange magical winter has my ears flat and my tail twitching... evil spirits abound." He growled actually giving their captive a chance to make a decision.
"I'm with Blik. This whole thing started with a misunderstanding, and I don't think that entering their headquarters with them tied up like criminals would help to make clear that we have good intentions."
Zses will turn to the conscious Sentinel and smile "What do you think? I'm sure that all this magical winter-y stuff isn't good for anyone nerves, so let's just calm down and work together, uh?"
"Besides, we're faster than you." the raven on his shoulder will add.
Silence shrugged and glanced at the sentinals. "drop your weapons, you can have them back when this is all sorted out then... Run and I will catch you." He said baring teeth again this time on purpose. He was already getting a bad feeling that they had made a mistake, but his stubborn pride wouldnt let him just completely give everything up. "If you would please give the two wounded fellows a bit of that wand waving Hobbes." Silence said with a slight sigh going up to his mule Charger and patting hit. He missed friend Ericka a bit already.
"Yeah!"
Blik will add excitedly when Zsestrian voices his agreement.
"Sorry! Someone has been messing with nature, using the cold to kill others... we were just jumpy and worried about another trap!"
"I think I can speak for all of us when I say that we'd rather not be tied up. Some healing for my friends would be great, too. As for your questions: it would really be better to talk with the boss about that. He's the one in charge, after all. We're just the Privates he sends out in the cold to keep an eye out for trouble."
"Alright, but lead us to your master quickly. It's cold."
Blik will reach into his pouch and pull out a now frozen block of honey with dozens of ants still stuck inside. He'll lick frantically at it trying to keep up his energy in the draining snow while Hobbes heals up the fallen Sentinels.
"Is your den far?
He'll ask tentatively to the still conscious human, frustrated that his tongue keeps sticking to the icy treat.
"Better not be far in this cold."
Neverhome will begrudgingly lower his sword.
Zsestrian will look perplexed at Blik eating his "snack", but will try to not be open about that to not offend the half-ling.
He will also say to the Sentinels "Don't worry, Hobbes will heal you in no time!" and then stares with a smile to Hobbes, waiting for the Sentinels to be healed.
Hobbes starts healing the sentinels with the wand.
"Yea, yea. I'm on it. Of all the lousy...grumble..grumble.."
"See all better." The feline said half awkwardly as if the two sentinals werent almost killed. He moved over to Mule and remounted resheathing his katana and getting a grip on the haft of his naginata. "By all means, private sentinal lead us to the sentinal's headquarters so we can speak with you commander." He said making it apparent that the one who had remained should by all means walk in front... with silence on his mount and weapon right near behind him a bit. Cause you know walking behind someone was easier in snow, ... not so he had a weapon at his back or anything like that... honest.
"Let's just get this over wit already."
"Don't worry; we don't want any more trouble. I'll warn you, though, it's about an hour walk to the Lodge, so I hope you brought enough blankets."
As usual Blik seems unnaffected by the cold, happily munching sweet ants and stomping loudly through the snow like the large humans, swinging his arms and taking huge steps for fun.
He was so focused on the 'sentinals' and keeping his eyes on them that he somehow missed how the cold weather gear had shifted slightly, cold air slowly squeezed in caressing his skin in not so gentle ways. He didnt realize it but he was suddenly very very cold.
Before departing, Zses will assemble the CrowBall(TM)
"Silence? Your clothes are coming off..." he will get near Silence and point at at where the Catfolk's gear is not doing its duty. "Better cover yourself, or it would be bad for your health!"
While they're walking towards the Sentinels headquarter, Crow will feel number and number, 'till he drops in the snow with a *puff*...
"Crow?Crow!" Zses will rush to the ground to help his friend, and starts panicking as he feels the raven's cold body. He will look at the party with pleading eyes, seeking for help.
"Can't take yous guyz anywhere." Hobbes will rush over and heal Crow and Z.
All three Sentinels appear thoroughly chilled before the hour's up. After climbing at least 100ft into the trees, the snowy trail finally levels off. In a clearing among the trees, a large wooden lodge overlooks a ravine spanned by a long rope bridge. Smoke rises from the lodge's two snow-covered chimneys, and a large woodpile is stacked against the outer wall. A small outbuilding stands east of the lodge, and a stone well nearly blanketed by snow is barely recognizable to the north. Several tracks lead southwest toward a detached stable.
Ahead of you, a female Half-Orc Sentinel is walking back to the lodge with an armfull of firewood. She appears to be talking to herself but stops and looks up as you approach.
Hearing the Orc talk Neverhome will lean in and lower his voice to a whisper so only Silence can hear,
Silence frowned and nodded quietly at friend Neverhome. "Call her over here." Silence said his words a strange mix between an order and a request. The girls tongue was not something he spoke, though she resembled friend Neverhome and well, and Neverhome seemed to understand her. Enough doubt had crept into the Samurai's mind that he was leary about charging directly into combat with anything, especially with one well a bit busy.
"If she runs try to stop her without killing her. He adding taking his time to glare at the other 'sentinals' there. Before glancing about looking for anything that would register this as some trap. (more like ambush than you know trap trap.)
Beckoning the female Half-Orc over with a wave of his hand,
Your Sentinel guides pay little attention to the woman. "That's our newest recruit, Ten-Penny." He lowers his voice, "She's not the brightest."
The Half-Orc stays where she is.
The Half-Orc looks Silence up and down ... then smiles and walks over. "You don't say? Well, handsome, I haven't seen you in this neck of the woods. Where'd you drop in from?"
The feline blinked... a lot. He glanced to Neverhome absolutely confused as what was going on.
"I come from the distant lands ... He said quizically his whiskers twitching in confusion and well slight embaressment. It wasnt polite to sit astride a horse however no no, He slid from his mount and offered her a polite formal bow. (you know the fist in hand half forward from the waist style mr. miyagi bow.) His tail slowly writhed back and forth as his ears flickered back and forth.
"these men claim you are with them, and that they are not bandits, though they speak of loot like a bandit. This has sown confusion amongst our little group, as we are here on business of the town and their was a bandit attack on a carraige. He paused and glared at the sentinals and then at neverhome. The way the female orc was looking at him made him a little self concious and stiff now.
"They also say you are not intelligent, but surely you are wise enough to tell us the truth of things here.
As Silence speaks, the woman looks confused, but this quickly descends into irritation, then anger. Maybe she misunderstood you? She begins to storm off in a huff when Neverhome interjects. She warms slightly at his words but still doesn't look happy.
Blik has no idea whats going on, but it sure is interesting.
The felines ear lay flat as she obivously got a bit angry. He was at a loss for words almost it was obvious he was flustered. "This strange weather has done bad bad things friend Ten-penny. Yes yes." The feline began trying to give a nice smile. One not so full of sharp teeth and reminders that he could be a feirce opponent.
"We are here to stop it, and other bad things from happening. Why, we are heroes. " He said adding a nod and patting friend Neverhome on the back. He blinked at friend Neverhome. He wish he knew what he was saying to her. She had spoke to him in the common tongue, but perhaps there was some sort of dialectal confusion?
"yes heros!....?" Silence added tentively trying his best to sound like a nice swell fellow and not make the half orc female any more upset.
Neverhome will return the wink,
"Yea, don't mind the pussycat. He's just a little awkward, dollface."
When they come arrive at the lodge, Zsestrian will look in awe at the building for a second, and then unwrap Crow.
Then as the peculiar scene starts to unfold, Crow and Zsestrian will try to catch what Lyosha is saying.
Zsestrian will be utterly confused for the whole time, but is very surprised about Lyosha diplomatic skills
Wow. Never thought he could have been such a smooth talker. Maybe he's some sort of exiled prince or something! Cast away by his evil uncle, is now roaming this lands to train himself and retake the throne! And...
While the witch is developing his terribly complex plot, Crow will listen to the whole conversation, shaking his head and letting out what was trying to be a sigh when Silence makes the half-orc angry.
"That's not how you treat a lady" he will croak, mostly to himself.
The Half-Orc smiles at your words. "Heroes, you say? Well come on, and I'll introduce ya to the boss! He's always lookin' for more help." She gives Silence a wink as she starts walking toward the Lodge. "Maybe afterwards the two of us can get better acquainted...."
Your three Sentinel buddies look to you expectantly.
Hobbes whispers to Silence. "I'd be careful if I were you, pussycat. She's still right pissed."
Overhearing, Neverhome will lean in towards Silence and Hobbes.