Ered tries to get into range to make use of his skills.
Hobbes will double move while drawing his blade.
Allie steps a bit closer and blasts a mantis with a cone of firey doom.
The flames die down as Zses will start to focus on a whispering chant, pointing at the mantis that Neverhome is attacking.
"वीर्य दूरे भाग्य, अभिशपति एतत् पुलक..."
"You're screwed, buddies!" he will say to the mantises, laughing triumphantly.
Watching one of her charges get injured, then grappled, Vashti moves relentlessly through the snow to aid her friends.
Sigrun frantically slashes at her captor when a giant gout of fire engulfs it, Its burning carcass falls to the ground, unconscious. The other Mantis absorbs a massive beating but shrugs off the magical attacks and remains upright. In a blur of motion, it snatches Silence off his horse!
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Percy growls and chaos energy ripples down her arms. A bolt leps from her hands at the mantis. That's my Kitty, Too!
The bolt strikes it in the "arm" but isn't enough to take it down.
"Mental note: Go get grappled by giant bug. Wait, what am I thinking?" Hobbes moves to the last bug and slashes at it.
"I got yer back, whiskers!" The halfling says as it falls.
Allie giggles. "Well I fried this one. Shall we take a quick eating break as soon as everyone stops bleeding?" She laughs so hard she falls on her tushy.
Percy starts grinning. So, lets take a look-see here. She starts examining the carcasses for the necessary cuts for butchering and making armor from the shells.
Calming down, Sigrun retrieved her hammer and stows her knife. Grinning at Percy she chuckles. "From one sexy redhead to another, thanks Percy."
Percy winks at her while running her measuring string around the carcasses. Gotta watch each other's backs, right?
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"It's okay, not like I did anything there." Hobbes says taking a seat while the girls talk.
Ered just shakes his head.
"Believe me, I'm sure we'll get our time to shine. Or be covered in bug guts. Or something like that."
Turning to the travelers "Are you two alright?"
"Absolutely." the barbarian says with a smile.
The felinerai rose from the snow and gave a comical shake as he extricated himself from mantis claws and viscera.
I saw that going differently in my head yes yes. More mantisses, Mantis, Mantisi? shell parts to collect. Are you folks okay?"
He asked the hapless strangers whom they saved from the Mantis creatures, as he carefully used the snow to clean his nagina's blade. He gave Mule a good pat as well. glad his friend was okay.
Making his way trough the snow and the viscera, Zses and Crow will reach the rest of the party.
"I am sorry for the loss of your two friends there..." Zses will say to the two surviving travelers.
As the last Mantis falls, the travelers approach gratefully. "Many thanks, fellow travelers. We surely would have been lost without your timely aid. I'm Nadya Petska - from Waldsby. Who do I have the pleasure of meeting? It's unusual to meet foreigners these days - especially out here."
Hobbes notices the faint breathing of the downed folks. He grabs the wand out of his pack and starts healing. "Hey, these folks are still kickin'.
Percy looks up from her work and smiles. It was always a good day when commoners were saved and the enemy was vanquished. It was even better if that enemy was a witch. Or a Slave Caster. Either way.
Waldsby? I am not familiar with this realm im afraid yes yes. I am called "The Quiet pause one moment before the pounce upon ones prey, in a cool winter evening with a slight wind blowing from the east, Although everyone usually calls me Silence... well friend Hobbes calls me Whiskers but..."
He paused and wrinkled his nose a slight bit his grin showing lots of teeth. When Hobbes discoverd the others were indeed still breathing he almost gave a little wiggle of excitement.
"I am from the lands of Tien far to the east... or north... maybe northeast? Althought my travels have taken me to Heldren most recently. You can put your wounded in the Slaygon yes yes, Miss Nadya."
Sigrun assists in bunldling the wounded strangers in the slaygon, layering them in furs to protect tem from the elements.
Check out everyone to see how they are doing...and muffins for the travelers.
Allie frowns at Vashti. "I want one!"
And what kind would my little precious like?
Produces Allies Tasty Muffin of Yummy-ness when told.
As well anyone else required.
Nadya Petska, Nadyyyyya Pet-ska, Na Dyapetska-oh s***.
After realizing who they met, Zses will avoid to mention to the woman that they met the soul of her daughter trapped in a porcelain doll.
"Oh, me, uh. Zsestrian. Nice to meet you..." the witch will manage to say, still thinking about the spirit of the girl.
Should we say it to her? Maybe she was the one to trap her like that! Or maybe not: the girl wanted to go back to her mother...Uuuuuh, what should I do! I don't think we can say 'Hey, could you turn in the other direction and plug your ears? We have decisions to take!' and makes votes if we should tell her...
Neverhome avoids the subtlety and simply says "Milady Petska, you have daughter, da?" He has a well worn look of ages on his face as he talks.
Nadya Petska, Nadyyyyya Pet-ska, Na Dyapetska-oh s***.
After realizing who they met, Zses will avoid to mention to the woman that they met the soul of her daughter trapped in a porcelain doll.
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"Oh, me, uh. Zsestrian. Nice to meet you..." the witch will manage to say, still thinking about the spirit of the girl.
Should we say it to her? Maybe she was the one to trap her like that! Or maybe not: the girl wanted to go back to her mother...Uuuuuh, what should I do! I don't think we can say 'Hey, could you turn in the other direction and plug your ears? We have decisions to take!' and makes votes if we should tell her...
Vashtis ears perk up at the mention of children that aren't murderous arsonists.
A daughter! How wonderful, does she have any siblings?
Allie happily munches on her muffin as the others talk. Little Allie mocks Zses' blatant fears.
Hobbes palm meets his face so fast it almost knocks him back. "Oy."
Vashtis ears perk up at the mention of children that aren't murderous arsonists.
Zses's face turns even more white than usual when Neverhome mentions the child and Vashti ask a really inopportune question.
"O Desna's eyes, this won't end well..." he will say under his breath.
Vashtis ears perk up at the mention of children that aren't murderous arsonists.
Zses's face turns even more white than usual when Neverhome mentions the child and Vashti ask a really inopportune question.
"O Desna's eyes, this won't end well..." he will say under his breath.
Are you alright? You look pale...you should sit down, when did you eat last?
The two injured people gingerly stand up and thank their rescuers. They appear fully healed thanks to the curative magic of Hobbes and Vashti. Nadya, meanwhile, looks surprised and anxious at Neverhome's question. "Why yes, I do have a daughter: Thora. You know of her? Is she all right? Is Lady Masilliovna still angry?"
Precy will mark lines and butcher the carcasses as to use them with the Slaygon.
Allie's tone goes flat and the light in her eyes fades. "She is missing? Well you're not a very good mother are you?" She giggles and walks up to her. Her eyes flutter and the light is turned back on. "Why would you NOT know whether or not your daughter is okay? Did you give her up or something."
The veins in on Vashti's temple visibly pulse as she puts her hands on her hips and glares at Allie.
Allie Silvershaper! Yells Percy from somewhere in the middle of a pile of mantis intestines, What did mother always say about meeting strangers! You apologise right now, young lady!
She waits a split second for the "you're only five minutes older, that doesn't count" retort under the breath before shouting, Five minutes counts!
Nadya's eyes well up with tears as she stammers in confusion. "B-but, I thought ... I didn't ... She's ..." She stumbles away from the group and attempts to compose herself.
Neverhome will walk after her. "My apologies, fey child have mother issues." The softness fades from his voice as he steels himself for what he already knows. "Is Lady Masilliovna witch? Does she have your daughter?"