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Gnosh sets down the sack of goods, digs in, and produces a rope, some pitons, and a hammer. "I'm in favor of going in in darkness, myself, but I understand if you all think that trying to blind them makes more sense."
Gnosh is looking at the path of the Tengu.
Gnosh puts his falchion away and picks up the sack of goods. "Now we're feedin' the wilderness, huh? Suppose it's better luck that way." He turns back to the Tengu trail, waiting for the others.
Gnosh will drop his sack of gear and draw his falchion on his turn.
Gnosh steps into the middle of the line as the party trots down to follow the Tengu. The bag of gear slung over his shoulder clanks and clatters as he moves along, and he grimaces at all the noise he is making.
"Glaargh!" cries out Gnosh who had just turned to look at what Fubar was pointing out.
Gnosh grunts. "Well, if you all feel like a bit of climbing, we could make it to where they were by the end of the day, but it'd be a long haul and we might not find anything useful."
Gnosh crouches and tries to follow the tengu's trail back to the heights and get a sense of where the group had originated. "Maybe a good place to check before following 'em forward."
Gnosh looks out into the darkness, his eyes deep within his warm hood. 1:
Gnosh gobbles up the remainder of his breakfast. "You want to talk to the feathered ones, fine by me. Hope you got some pretty words." He waves to Caydee, "Lead on, lady, or if you want, my eyes are fairly keen in the dark."
Gnosh flings out his bedroll and says, "I'll take third watch. See you in the morning," and slumps over, huddled in blankets, dreaming of nothing but ice and snow.
Gnosh grunts at the thought of another hour of trudging in the cold, but steps forward. "Come on, let's just get there, then. Gonna have to leave here, anyway."
Gnosh walks back over and picks up his sack of gear, grunting as he slings it over his shoulder. "We oughta get out of this area, or toss these fellas off the cliff, and go make camp somewhere."
Gnosh's slashes at the Tengu's belly,
and nearly topples over the cliff.
Gnosh moves like he is aiming high before getting ready to come back around with his real attack against the Tengu's middle.
Gnosh draws his falchion and prepares to charge forward.
Gnosh winds the rope back up into a coil and packs it away. "Fair 'nuff. They're why we're out here anyway. Lead on, tracker."
Gnosh looks around for a secure outcropping where he could tie off a rope.
Gnosh grunts and helps carry the other carcass towards the trees. "Could probably just bury 'em in the snow, come back for 'em frozen stiff. Course, their brothers'll probably get a good meal before we get anything good from 'em. Nah, let's leave 'em here."
Gnosh puts away his falchion, steps up and takes hold of the sack after Sioned removes the bedroll and blanket, grunting as he slings it over his shoulder. "Gonna drop this at the first sign of trouble. Hope no one minds a wet tent." He looks over at Caydee. "You want to take care of these wolves? Those pelts could be mighty warm in the colder parts of the mountain."
Trotting forward cautiously, Gnosh levies a careful attack against the wolf that is still standing.
Gnosh draws his Falchion and steps up to be in flanking position with the nearest wolf.
Gnosh steps over and picks up the other tent, putting the loose bits in his sack and using the poles to hold it over his shoulder. "Fair weight, that... But it'll go in the snow at first sign of trouble. Hope no one minds their tent being a touch damp." He looks around at the group, nods, and steps in place a bit behind Caydee.
Gnosh gives Tully a wink and a smile, "I'll see to it. Be back soon, with coin!" He catches up to the others outside the Scion's tower as quickly as possible. When he sees the gear that Sioned brings from the Rectors house, he grunts in surprise. "Good haul, there. Looks like it was still packed from the last expedition." He divides the rations he got from Tully into the sacks from the Rector's house, then picks up one of the smaller sacks. Looking at the fur-lined cloak, he shrugs it over his shoulders on top of the one he is already wearing. Grunting under the weight of the sack, he shakes his head at the weight, then sets it down and looks at the others. "How long until dawn? We could set out then or now, if it will be close enough."
Gnosh arrives with the supplies he's managed to scrounge together and asks, "So, being new in town, what're the mountains like? I only know a bit of the southern pass, and what's between here and Crescent Harbor. Anyone traveled further north?"
Gnosh heads back to the Bearded Elf to see if Tully is still awake. If so, he procures 4 days of trail rations for each party member, claiming that the Rector will see to the bill in return for the group returning what was stolen from him. He heads up to his room to secure his pack and bedroll.
As Gnosh catches up, he calls out, "No doubt it'll be a far haul to get there. Look, I understand: your townsfolk fell, and you want to avenge 'em. It's a harsh world, to be sure, but it'll be for naught if we die in the mountains as well. Now, I'm willing to help because I think the Rector will show his appreciation monetarily, and far be it from me to doubt your tracking skills, miss," he states to Caydee, "but I hope you know these mountains better than your own hands."
Depositing the Tengu at the feet of a pair of Scions, who quickly take over custody, Gnosh turns around and follows, swinging past the Bearded Elf to grab his gear. Taking a minute to buckle on his armor and throw a warm cloak over his shoulders, he heads out into the dark in the direction Sioned indicated, hoping his speed will help him catch up.
Producing a dagger from the sheath at the back of his belt, Gnosh hauls the tengu up onto its feet and tries to drag it back towards the guardhouse, following Sioned.
"What's the bauble, Feathers? Lots of trouble to go to for a pretty rock."
A heavily bundled shape steps away from the bucket brigade towards Caydee and the restrained Tengu. Crouching down next to her, Gnosh gives Caydee a curt nod before leaning in close to the Tengu's ear to whisper a quiet combination of insults, curses and - mostly - threats, trying to get the creature to reveal where his friends would be heading.
Interested. Will have this alias fleshed out with character information later today. Profile completed, though whether the elf and half-elves want to adventure with two more half-orcs will be an interesting discussion : ). Also happy to GM later on, once I get a firmer grasp of how the group interacts. Posting ability is fluid, at the moment.
Interested. Will have this alias fleshed out with character information later today. |