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Actually Avan agreed with Sybil.
"I think we've just lost our goblin" Commented Avan as he looked about the group.
So one more skeleton fight?
Ok guys... cave or track the sinspawn? Seems the matter is still under debate. Oh which reminds me how close are we to leveling up?
"How do you know the cavern is its home?" Asked Avan confusion and curiosity clear in the stare he sent to Apex "I do not think we should botheer with the ratling, besides telling the sheriff about it when we return" A half stifled yawn came from themartial artist "Maybe it will give the sheriff a chance to depend on himself and not others to do his work for him" With a contemplative look Avan leaned against the wall. "A sheriff's job seems simple enough in Sandpoint, maybe I should ask the mayor to let me be sheriff instead"
Avan's eyes widened as he heard Apex offer herself as bait No, that is unwise, if we seprate we give it what it wants, we won't give it what it wants His hands formed into fists by his side, and he looked at them in surprise not understanding the surge of anger that went through him. "Yes, a trap might be a good idea, we could set one up tomorow night. However, I will not let any of you serve as bait. No one... Today, I suggest we track the creature. If Irnk is right and it hid its track, we can make our way to the cavern and see whether it came from there." "I agree, and if the cavern has its own perils we'd be hard pressed to handle both of them" Avan shook his head before letting his left hand rummage freely through his hair "How can it even be alive...?"
Sorry guys I've got a cold, if I start feeling better I'll make posts, please DM PC me as you see fit.
Avan's eyebrow raises as he looks where Apex eyes were focused on, he tilted himself to the left in hopes of getting a better view of what she was staring at, but he saw nothing but plain floor Maybe you need to be versed in magic to see what she's seeing He though to himself, as he ran his fingers through his stubble. Then he remembered something, their walk towards Walthus' home, when he glimpsed a creature in the distance Could the creature that attacked us be the same creature I saw on the way here? "We going to keep burning daylight or are we going to finish this?' "Before we go" Avan waited for the whole group to gather and then gave a thorough description of the creature he saw, all the while trying to remember if there was ever mention of such a monster in the history texts he read.
Enjoy the game.
"If it is truly as harmless as you think it is, then its explanation of its threats shall be quite unique" Said Avan, his tone serious despite how his words could be understood as sarcasm "You seem to think this creature is an exception, that while it was able to sneak past us and threaten us that it holds no ability to cause any real harm...I believe otherwise" Avan eyes did not waver from Sybil and his tone did not drop the weights of sternness it has bared "It will be intriguing to see, which of us is right...but if it makes an attempt to carry out its threat and try to take Apex' eyes, I'll insure that it won't see, feel or speak again" With those words Avan got up, and walked towards Apex, his pace surprisingly determined and uninhibited by his usual awkwardness. "I'll be near" He said to the blue haired wizard, his tone somewhat hushed and peculiar, as if he had not planned exactly what he wanted to say.
Avan's right hand moved to his left shoulder and began massaging it "Yes I am ready to help Apex" He answered the first question despite hearing the second already come at him "Anything that is capable of sneaking past us, and is asking for someone's eyes is a threat" A curious look came over the martial artist's face "But you already know this" he crossed his arms in front of his chest and sat down in a crossed legged position "So you want an answer to something else but you chose to try and find it through asking another question" Avan yawned, and then looked at the dwarf lazily. "Ask the question you want the answer to"
After bedding down despite his survival instinct still pacing like a wild animal, Avan woke up to it salivating like a hungry beast. He sat up in a cross legged position, stretching his arms backwards, a few moments passed before he let his back follow suit, at the end he succeeded in bending his body at an impressive but not impossible degree without any injuries. As he was about to return to his sitting position his eyes caught sight of Apex and Sybil...causing memories of the prior night to smack him across the head, which lead to him unconditionally abandoning his sitting position for an awkward laying one with both of his knees pointing upward. A perplexed look came over the former gladiator's face as he recalled and contemplated the torrent of emotions and feeling that ran through him last night...annoyance, anger, confusion, calmness...and something he couldn't properly explain or even know how to approach. Avan saw Apex' eyes in his mind once more, and found it not difficult to recall the feeling of being drawn in by those clear, azure pools, but he just couldn't give a name to it...he knew it was not simple physical attraction, that he understood and have felt towards women he found beautiful or alluring. The martial artist sat up, one of his arms balanced over a raised knee, while his other leg rested on the ground, and his left arm cradled his chin and half of his scarred left cheek Yes, Apex is attractive but that is not the point of the matter, the point.... The train of his thoughts halted as he just realized something I had not thought of her this way before...have I? Avan began his search through the archive of his memories, remembering her sadness at Tharjuk's funeral, her giggles at the river crossing, how she spoke of her past and the occasional anger that sneaked its way into her voice, how she helped him against the skeleton without hesitation...simply because she worried about him, and then there was last night, how she was so scared when she ran into him, her eyes and her small body which he easily carried in his hands...and then there was the sorrow, the unmistakable sadness the particularly shone from her stare as she spoke of hunting the monster down. "I'll help you kill it" The answer he gave so calmly, echoed through his mind but what indeed shook him to his core was how the tragic mask she wore that night was so utterly familiar to him; it was an expression he had worn often during his life... Silence had Avan in its grasps for many a moment, he sat there his thoughts somewhere between the past and now, swimming in the currents of old and recent memories, finally the phantom of a boy in ragged clothes looked him in the eye I am not you, not anymore and I won't let her suffer like you did He glared at the boy before he got up with a sudden uncharacteristically energized hop, walked to an empty space in the room they've all slept in and entered the stance that was hammered into his body time and time again; his left hand raised in a guarding position, his left leg forward, his right foot pointing to the right, his right arm chambered at his waist and the left side of his body facing a nonexistent enemy. In an instant, Avan took a fierce step forward and released his readied fist at the same time, causing the wood beneath his feet to sing and the air to howl.
"Following it into the night would be giving it what it wants" Avan looked towards Sybil and then nodded before getting up and dusting off his pantaloons. Avan walked to Apex, stood next to her and began scanning the surrounding area, his stare was stern and his usual expressionless face looked far more serious than before.
I find it amusing really.
Avan rummages through his hair with his free hand "I've heard such a saying, but its accuracy has yet to be proven" He said as he seemed to lose himself in his thoughts, but then he shook his head, causing his messy blond hair to rustle like a patch of grass dancing in the wind. "Can you find it again? And maybe prove that the saying has some truth to it?"
"It is not confident in a direct approach" Replied Avan as he looked to Irnk "It wants us to follow" The martial artist turned his gaze to the night sky, wishing that he could be looking at the stars, instead of giving chase to a cowardly monster "I do not think we should fight it on the terms it finds advantageous" The blond sat down, hand on his chin as he considered what their next course of action could be, then he remembered how they were first able to notice it because Irnk lead them to it. "How did you know where to look for it?" Brown, curious eyes stared at the goblin.
"It jumped off the roof" He whispered to the group, as he took his place at the front, his stance held and his eyes staring at the possible entrance of this intruder with great intensity.
Nodding to the armor wearing goblin, Avan heads to the stairs, moving as silently as he could, looking about and trying to listen for sounds of their foe.
Avan follows after the goblin, dropping into this stance and preparing to attack whatever Irnk went after.
"So we are going to let it threaten us and then give it what it wants?" Avan's frown deepend "Assuming it is the rat and not the monster Walthus speaks of" The martial artist's hands transformed into fists. "I am against this"
Indecisiveness attempted to claw at Avan. This monster could be fearesome or exaggerated by the myths and rumors that spread into the area like a plague. More than once on his travels he's heard of fearsome bandits, champions and monsters and half the time they were less than even the shadows of their legends...but on the other half was frighteningly more awe and terror inspiring. "Our options have not changed" The martial artist's right hand fingers began traversing his blond mane as he considered their situation "We can fight it, or we can run" He paused and looked to the door "It could be toying with us or it could be lacking in strength to break through the door and is hoping its words could draw us out...annoying foe" Avan sighed, a small frown appearing on his face.
Avan raises an eyebrow at their host's answer "What can it do?" Asked Avan as he focused his attention on Walthus, occasionally turning his face towards his back to make sure that they aren't taken by surprise.
With a diminutive Eeep! she dove for her pack, her cheeks a fiery red. Avan rummaged through his hair with his right hand She seems calmer...probably He then placed his ear to the wall separating them with the outside world and tried to listen for any movement.
Removing his ear from the wall, Avan looked at Apex and felt curious about why she was trying hard to avoid looking directly at him "No need to apologize because you knocked me down, I should have been more careful" A memory of what that lead to came into his mind but he brushed away with his haste, as he considered what Apex told him about the creature "I see no signs that it has harmed you, but it seems like it wants to scare you, to steal away your concentration, to make the fight easier, do not allow him that, think about surviving, and if it is going to stand in the way of that, remove it from your way" A strange authoritative tone entered Avan's voice "Just hope that the way is not too uncomfortable to rest on when your done fighting, nothing is more annoying than not being able to rest after a battle" And then his bored tone returned with a vengeance. "Do you have any idea, what things could use tactics like this? And its not coming in, so either it can't or its actin like a cat" He massaged his neck "Its playing with its prey"
Once more Avan could hear his heartbeat in his head, but this time it was for a completely different reason. This sensation was not alien to him nor was it undesirable, but there was something else as well...he found himself inexplicably peering into Apex' azure eyes, it was almost difficult to look away, like he was gazing at and sinking into an ocean at the same time. Soon enough his survival instinct was able to break through the unexpected trance Avan found himself in; its screams echoing through his head causing him to focus on the task at hand once more. The martial artist reached out grabbed both of Apex' shoulders, lifted her off him, got up and then placed the terrified wizard on the floor. "Information, now!" "Something wants her eyes, we need to escape or it needs to die" He replied rather coolly, his eyes looking for signs of anything that could have sneaked in while he was...distracted.
Yes, unless your characters are very heavy sleepers LOL, I was thinking the same thing when I saw Irnk's question.
Avan's eyes widened as the voice slithered into his ears. Plans, scenarios and possible methods of escape began running through his mind. In an instant he began banging on the door with great force, effectively turning the wooden object into a noisy drum "UP! EVERYONE UP" It was the first time Avan remembered shouting since he came to Sandpoint, it sounded strange...even to him.
Light shone from the moon and the still raging fire place. The former only able to send its beams through the cracks of the bolted windows and small space between the door and its frame. Avan's feet caused the wood to whine with creeks, the dream had him completely unnerved, yes he had plenty of nightmares before but this one...this one seemed simply too real. The martial artist dropped his stance, stood straight and took a long breath, then he exhaled in a controlled a controlled manner, doing his best to return to his calm state of mind. When his breathing steadied he began looking around once more, he did his best to ignore the crackling of the wood and the howl of the wind.
Avan's face was once more an expressionless, but it was messing its usually signs of lethargy There is no reason to wake anyone up He took a step towards where he slept but stopped as he remembered the dream mentioning Apex, and the conflict between his instincts and logic began. He could find no real reason to wake her up, what would he say? That he had a nightmare warning him about her? But Avan felt...discontent at not making sure she was alright, his eyes traveled to the flame, his brown orbs capturing their reddish hue, along with stubble riddled face I will simply tell her that something woke me up and I wanted to make sure they were fine With a truce struck between his two opposing ways of thinking Avan moved up the stairs and knocked on the door.
Like a startled viper Avan sprang up, his face looking from left to right. The martial artist entered his preferred fighting posture and remained silent, doing his best to listen to anything out of the ordinary. Avan shuffled silently towards the door but stayed at least ten feet away from it.
"I will take the first shift" Announces Avan from his sitting position next to the fireplace, he looked around the house was not different from what he remembered, and it brought back memories that left him feeling disgruntled. The martial artist laid down and stared at the ceiling. "Feel free to wake me if I doze off"
Should I RP as if we've made it to the house, or should I assume we are still on the road?
"I guess traveling at night would be less safe" Avan looked to the left and right before he continued moving forward, watching and listening for any sound that did not belong to the environment around them "Is your home defensible?" He asked their host as he continued the trek towards their destination.
"Stop" Avan halts and motions his hand for others to do the same "Out there" He points where he saw the creature, a small frown appears on his face. "It was many feet away, hiding behind that tree, but now it is gone" He turns to face the group "I have not seen anything like it" His eyes are focused and muscles tense "Its best if we do not stay the night here" He then looks to Proudstump "You should get a farm instead"
Avan nodded to Proudstump, before turning his gaze to the sky that was slowly changing its bright cloak of day to darker cloak of night. He was especially entrapped by the setting sun as it looked to be consumed by its mirror image reflected on the mirror of the sea.
Ummm Sybil I am at 5 HP here care to use that CLW wand again?
Avan nods "I wouldn't mind seeing another dead ship" He said with something akin to interest in his voice.
Actually Avan took 8 damage, after your heal he's back to 5 hp out of 10.
The breeze came over the now quiet battlefield, as old bones continued their rest upon the ground. A giant of wood lay before them, moss gathered across a number of its sides, the ship was showing its age and lack of use. Avan looked with interest at the corpse of what once was a vessel that crossed the seas, he tried to to find the wound that finally ended its voyaging days. He stepped closer but then halted and entered a lowered stance and looked around himself, another ambush would not be in there favor.
Sybil you may want to use that CLW wand about now.
It is not always that Avan walks towards someone with deliberate and what appeared to be emotionally charged steps. The martial artist did not weave or take his time getting there; it was a straigh,t short line towards the blue haired wizard and he only stopped his hastened pace once he was a few steps away from her, his eyes were focused, his mouth was set in an emotionless line, and his hands were clenched into fists that were at his sides. "In my mind I knew you understood what it means to survive" He began his voice not completely dominated by his usual bored tone of speech and sounded somewhat stern "But I've never fought alongside someone who understood that since I've escaped" Avan took a breath, the silence that was between them was occupied by the shifting of the wind "Its...good" The last word was filled with more emotion than all of the words he had spoken before combined. Then his hand almost instinctively moved to the back of his head and began massaging his neck, and his straightened posture bent slightly "Its good that you are here and not elsewhere" He said after another bout of uncomfortable silence.
Avan took the chance of their enemy being occupied with attacking Irnk and moved in. He stretched his arm back and brought his elbow down upon the skeleton fiercely and quickly followed the attack with a swift downward angled punch.
"Discussions of honor, can wait till after we have come out of this alive" Replies Avan, his eyes still focusing on the skeleton "If you hold back then do it for your own sake, but not mine or its sake" He continues as he encircled his downed foe.
It wants to fight again? Avan got into stance, raised his leg in a feint high kick, but before he could continue he felt something blazing a path through the air, and towards the skeleton. Seeing that it would more than likely hinder or slam into the skeleton, he waited for it to makes it ripple on their battlefield then raised his leg higher and brought it down in an axe kick that was followed with a jumping knee strike.
Confusion filled the martial artist's head as he stared at his peculiar foe, while scratching the back of his blond mane At least it will be an interesting story to tell Shalelu and the boss He thought as he warily approached the skeleton and reached out to take the scroll from him "I don't see why you are giving it to me, but I see no wisdom in refusing your offer either" He said to the skeleton, his expression some where between interest and apathy.
Why does it keep bowing? Its leaving itself open to attacks...is it a salute of some kind? Avan let out a tired sigh, before he stood up straight slammed his fist into his open palm and stood still for a few moments, then dropped back into stance. The stillness of Avan was broken when he shifted forward in a few quick steps. Once within range he slid his foot which had its outer side facing his foe forward, and moved the weight of his entire body along the slide, attempting to land a blow with his shoulder, not ending his attacks there he raised his left leg swiftly and aimed a knee at the ribs of the skeleton, which was succeeded by a palm strike from his left hand and finally he slid his right foot forward once more but this time he landed an extended palm strike instead of another shoulder blow.
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