Hey guys. I think I am going to drop out unfortunately. I have a bit too much on my plate now. Thank you guys for the fun and good luck!
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"No. These would make extremely valuable mounts for scouts. A force of these could help the war efforts significantly. After all most of warfare isn't on the battlefield but in who has the best intelligence on the enemies positions and movements. Argus will gently wake the sleeping hippogriff and get it acclimated to his touch. Once it is secured so that it does not fly off he will begin to quickly get the other two familiar with his scent and the scents of the others. He obviously does not expect them trained anytime soon but is trying to see how feasible it will be to get them to follow their trained broodmate back to the encampment.
Argus wakes up and shakes his head groggily before looking around and saying dazedly Did we win? Once getting the affirmative and seeing Ser Manfred approaching the hippogriff in a manner that looks to have him getting his head bit off, Argus moves over to help diffuse the situation and attempt to calm the hippogriff.
Argus laughs and says I am shaking in my boots ugly. before swinging again.
Hearing the laughter, Argus smiles and drops his bow, drawing his axe as he moves around the corner before burying it in the orcs brain.
Argus laughs back and says Laugh now Orc. The end result will be the same. You will be dead and we will not.
Argus smiles and says I think not. You see we...unlike you...aren't stupid. With that he launches two more arrows at him.
Argus shrugs and says Last chance Orc. He will give the orc one last chance to surrender before he dispatches him. If he doesn't Argus will shoot him.
Argus walks over, raises his bow to aim at the creatures heart, and says Not necessary to get your tabard dirty. I can take him from here if you want. Better yet I can put one through his leg or arm so that he is easier taken for questioning. Whichever you decide. Argus has an almost bored quality to his voice as he talks.
Argus signals to the group that they are good to go. He takes aim at the nearest sentry.
Argus will scout ahead of the group, hopefully before the charge so as to make sure the same information from yesterday holds true today. Let me take a look before we go charging in to make sure they didn't get reinforcements. He will just take a quick look as the rest of his group is moving closer and he will meet with them at a point half a mile away from the encampment to let them know so they can all go in together.
Argus creeps a bit closer in order to get a better look before heading out back to the cave.
Moving from shadow to shadow, Argus creeps closer and sees what he can before creeping back and heading back to camp. Once back at camp he will inform the group of what he found unless he is waylaid upon the trip back. Slipping inside the obscured entrance, Argus says with a grin Well...I'm back. There appear to be 4 Orc guards and three creatures in cages that look to be Hippogriffs. Those flying mounts would be a great boon to our fight if we could capture them. Scouts can win and lose wars as easily as soldiers.
After making a circuit, Argus finds a good position where he can watch the encampment and get a feel for it. A good scout spends most of his time sitting and waiting. If you are bored...you are usually doing it right. he thinks, remembering his training. He watches for a few hours until he has gotten all the information he can before heading back to the cave.
After doing a circuit around the camp to get an idea of how big it is, Argus takes a good long look at the fortifications and stays a while watching the goings on. He takes mental note of any changes in guard or shift.
Argus grins at the encouragement from the rest of his group as he heads out. Not one to take a direct route in case his trail is discovered, Argus does a bit of backtracking and laying of false trails as he goes in order to confuse any that stumble across them. As he moves out towards the camp, he strings his bow and nocks an arrow so as to be prepared should things go ill.
Sorry have been a bit under the weather. I will have something up tonight.
Argus looks at each in turn and says with a grin Well I guess it's up to me then.
Argus looks at the cave entrance and does a quick survey of the ceiling, checking for smoke channels and the like to see how the smoke from a fire would form and raise. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary he says A small fire of extremely dry wood should be fine if kept inside the cave after we obscure the entrance. The dry wood will not give much smoke and the light will not be visible after the entrance is covered. As for the entrance a natural blind would be the best idea using the tree and some other materials.
Argus looks up at the rest of his group and says There were three humanoids here as well as a single four legged animal. The tracks were obscured so I cannot tell more than that I am afraid. As for the entrance, I am sure we could find a way to conceal it. Perhaps using that small tree at the rear of the cave.
Argus looks closely at the tracks, making sure not to let the others obscure them before he has a chance to try and discern who they were and how long ago they left.
Argus picks up a few trail rations as well and tucks them in his saddlebags. Climbing briskly up on his reddish-brown gelding, it's deep chest and long legs speaking of speed and endurance, Argus waits for the others to mount before heading off with Manny. Once outside the encampment, Argus begins his normal task of scouting ahead in loops of half a mile before returning to the group for a ways and then heading out again. He travels with his bow strung and an arrow nocked, his experience being that when you don't have your weapons at hand is exactly when you need them.
Argus smiles at Hengest and says Nope that about sums it up I think. Grabbing his CLW potion he tucks it in his belt pouch. Taking a look at the map he says to the group Mind if I hold on to this as I'll probably be the one navigating? If no one objects he will unstopper his map case and carefully put the map in along with his paper and other personal maps.
Argus rolls out of his tent with a sigh, standing up he knuckles his back before doing a few quick stretches to get his blood pumping. Pulling his shirt of fine mail over his head he grabs his bow and strings it before pulling his big axe around to hang in the sling over his shoulder. Seeing the rest of the camp in motion he scratches the stubble on his face as he walks over to the mustering ground. His stride one of easy grace, instinctively stepping around twigs and leaves, he makes very little noise as he goes. If his no good father could see him now. A bastard son of a minor noble house, his father paid him off to join the fighting not knowing that he had intended to go anyway. Now he lives on his own terms...or at least as much on his terms as he can in a military unit. Seeing Hengest, Gundahar, and "Manny" as Argus calls the good Sir Manfred, are already there he heads over their direction. Walking up with a grin he says, A knight, a priest, and a wizard...isn't that the start of a bad joke? Winking at them to make sure they know he is jesting, Argus falls in beside them.
I'll go with human then.
As for the favored enemy, any suggestions as to what might be useful?
Stupid herolab. Its not supposed to be there and I will remove.
Argus Pike reporting for duty sir! |