'Coinneach I don't mean to be brash, but none of us have ate in almost two days time... do you have any food or provisions?' Bran ask thinking of his empty belly.
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Bran has been listing attentativly since the old man began raddling on about the Sea King. Knowledge history or local.
As we all near the temple Bran speaks for the first time since the Farie fight. 'If we are going into this place perhaps Healaugh, Tressmer, and myself should scout it before the rest of us enter.' he suggest.
'Ooh-yea. That was harder to do than any tree I have fleed' Bran says coming down to join Healaugh and Tressmer. He listens to the old man ramble on about some treasure, noting it and remembering it for later. As the Halfing and Tressmer go through the bodies of the Faries and their equipment he eyes one of the battleaxes with great glee and excitment. 'I hope no one minds that I take an an axe, could anyone use this sword?' He takes the dagger from Healaugh and puts in a fold of his armour. 'So sir, could you direct us to any shelter?' he askes the old man as the wind and rain rage against him and his friends.
Strength check to roll the rock on to the hapless foes
"Pushing the rock would be the best plan. It offers a distraction and Healaugh can go sneak down and free the man. The two groups may stop fighting and try to rush us, if they do we have high ground and they will be at a disadvantage."
Bran nods to Healaugh and hands him the dagger. It could almost serve as a sword to the Halfling. "Yes I am a able climber. As a lumberjack one has to be."
Bran follows the farmer and fisherman up the slope hoping he will be quiet enough as not to draw any attention to them.
'If we just leave them to fight each other there is good chance that whoever is left will come over that hill. And the human...we need to get whoever that is away from those damn faries for all we know he could in up in one of their stew pots.' 'I say that Conall, Siobahn and Melressia continue on. We can stay behind and see hows the battle fairs maybe rescue the human if they need rescuing.'
'This storm is quite fierce.' Bran says to Siobahn. 'Here take my shirt.' he tells her as he procededs to take off his armor. 'I hope the two of them find shelter soon.' he says with a faint sound of desperation in his voice. I don't think I have even seen a storm of this kind in all my years. It almost exciting... the sound of howling wind, the rain pelting you as it stings your skin, the lighting and then the wonderous crash of thunder... I now understood why some venerate the Stormlord and his fury.
"I was a lumberjack in the Forests on Highport. Some years back a pirate raid came into the town as me and the other men were coming back. I rallied with some of the other local worker and we fought them back. I lost my father in the raid and began to train with the town milita. Thats how know how use these." he waves the longsword he is carrying. "Like the rest of you I was abducted after leaving a tarven and having some drinks with my crew. Next thing I know I was in that slave barge with the rest of you. It would seem the pirates have learned from their mistake of an open raid and have choosen a more concealed method of getting their slaves." he says with some tripedation.
Bran listens to Siobahn's answer that she was wisewoman and that Melisana wishes to be a merchant captain of her own vessel. While he is taking all this in Healaugh and Tessemer come out of the ship with some items. 'I will take the front position staying ahead of the group. Say can anyone else use this dagger?' he says as he offers the dagger up. 'I assume that Conall, Siobahn and Melisana are staying in the middle then? Healaugh would you stay toward the front with me. I have heard that Halfling's have keen sense and perhaps you will be able to spot something if I miss it.' Motley group indeed. Shepherd, fisherman, wisewoman, merchant's daughter, and our hurt friend. I should have been one the injured, it was my choice to attack Hafkris not his. he thinks as he readies himself for the longmarch ahead.
Bran looks as Healaugh and Tessemer walk off toward the aft section of the ship. He listens to the conversation that Siobahn and Melisana are having noting the reward offered and Melisana sutter.
He looks off into the distance beyond the aft of the ship and to the surrounding area paying peticular attention to see if any caves are nearby or some other natural shelter. "Aye Melisana, Siobahn's right we are all in this together and no matter what you should not feel bad at all of having finished off that pirate scum." he tells her to reassure her that she did the right in killing Hafkris. "Siobahn you said you can use the power of the Earthmother to help him. Are you cleric? Or perhaps some other agent of her will?" he says in an enqusive manner.
Bran moves over to Siobhán. He eyes the wounds on his new found comrades body and seems to be lost in thought. As he comes back to his senses the situtation before him seems dire indeed.
"Siobhán I think I can carry him to the aft section were the others are going so we can get him other of this weather." Bran says. I procede to as gently as I can pick him up and walk with Siobhán and the others to the aft section of the ship.
Bran stands over his fallen foe. Looking at his wounded companion and the bravery of fellows, he now considers his options.
Before taking Hafkris weapon and clothing Bran looks about the beach where they are and survey the scene before him. "Anyone have any idea as to were we are?" he askes the group. "You young lady,' he directs to the attractive blonde. "what is your name?"
Reeled by Hafkris blow to Conall, Bran prepares another attack on the pirate with his club. 'Not another one, not another! He thinks as he tries to strike Hafkris almost flashing back to the pirate raid on Highport years before. "I'll not let you harm another soul pirate scum!" Bran yells as he swings his makeshift club with both hands. damage roll if attack is successful
'Conall here!' as I throw the other club to him. 'Tressmar lets get him.' as I charge Hafkris.
damage roll if attack is successful.
Hands Healaugh the other club. 'Well Healaugh and Tressemer shall we go and greet meet our friend on the beach?.'
'Before you go up there take this.' As he hands Tressmer one of the makeshift clubs. How many of clubs did I find, 2?
'Aye I would have to agree with the lady.' Bran says as he looks for a makeshift weapon of sorts. Once he sees a weapon or not he will go over to the hole in the side of the vessel and look out to see if it is close to the ground. If so then he will procede to tell everyone and help them down, the ladies first of course.
Miss are you ok? Is anyone hurt? Bran askes as he throws off his sackels. He looks to the others in the group.
'I am Bran Stonar of Highport. I believe that the pirate vessel in which we have been imprisoned on has run aground. Miss have your senses returned to you? The keys miss, the keys.' Looks to see if freed girl has retrieved the keys yet.
'Miss! Miss you then. Would you be so kind as to retrieve the keys on that hook.' He points to the hook by the hatch.
After the days of grueling treatment Bran's Strength seem to have been fading. With the vessel run a ground new hope has surged into him.
'Anyone else up and able?' he says as he looks around for something to break the chain fasting to the hull.
Ok after my swift ninja language edit I am ready, just give me a time slot and a chopping of the trees and pirates I shall go... By the way I live in California for time reference.
Ok heres the character that ZioKai will be playing. |