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I think I literally posted seconds after GM My Black Midnight XD
Hal quickly pops out of sleep and hops to his feet, ready and alert. Years of living in the wilderness had trained Hal to rest lightly and be ready for anything. Grabbing his bow, he moves quickly beside Linge and whispers "Where did you see it Linge?" Preparing for a possible conflict, Hal notches a bow.
Looking over at Linge, Hal manages to crack something of a smile "I didn't want to be right, but don't beat yourself up about it." Glancing about the area, Hal murmurs "I guess that depends... is there something intelligent after us? If so, a fire be a bad idea. If not, the warmth would be welcome."
Watching cautiously as Linge approache the rodent of unusual size, Hal prepped an arrow and furrowed his brow. Hal remained skeptical that an injured rodent like this could be dealt with; had it been up to him, he'd have ended its life swiftly. Suddenly as the rodent lashed out at Linge, Hal swore under his breath and let loose two arrows. "Damnit all, that went about as well as expected."
Following the tracks alongside Linge carefully, Hal adds his two cents to the conversation "If it's wounded, we best put it out of its misery. Seems the right thing to do."
Moving in beside Linge, Hal crouches down to observe the footprints. With a nod, Hal mutters "Yup, rodents of unusual size." Glancing forward in the direction of the tracks, Hal adds "Go after it?"
Nodding, Hal adds "Agreed. Ah hell, maybe we oughta just burn the whole damn hut down with it."
Nodding with Garran, Hal grumbles "No, it didn't. I say we bury the damn thing." Glancing outside at the storm with a frown, Hal adds "Since this strange weather is supernatural, and only been going on a few days, the ground won't be entirely frozen yet... so burying it is an option." Looking back at the doll, Hal feels a shiver go up his spine "It's still looking at us. Oh hell, let's just burn it."
Senses regained, Hal was clearly a little embarrassed to have lost his wits at the sight of ghosts. Keeping quiet they returned, Hal made sure to remain alert as the approached. Bow drawn, Hal followed up the rear in the event they were being followed or too keep an eye out for traps. As the others discussed the unnerving and creepy doll, Hal glanced over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of it... and immediately regretted having done so, his face twisting into a snarl "That ain't right."
Suddenly finding the emotion of fear taking over, Hal loses his senses and mutters as he bolts from the scene "We need to go, now.."
Smiling kindly, Hal nodded as he listened to the tragic tale from Thora. At the mention of kidnapping by a witch, he scowls in a puzzled manner. "Wait, before who sees us Thora?" As the child suddenly vanishes, Hal recoils lightly, and glances around the area.
Standing up while drawing his bow calmly, Hal speaks in a low voice just loud enough for his companions to hear "We have company everyone, get ready." Motioning towards the ice blocks, Hal adds "Something is moving in there, and I suspect we're going to find out just what exactly..."
Nodding at Paldo's suggestion from him to scope out the area, Hal started to make his way from the others. Listening to the conversation, Hal only made it a few steps before stopping dead in his tracks with a sigh; seeing his newfound companions struggle with the child, Hal decided he should probably take a shot at getting her to be more helpful... even though he hated talking to children. Taking an entirely different approach, Hal decided that speaking to her plainly would be the best policy. Walking back over with a grunt, Hal took to one knee to look at Thora at her level. Taking a deep breath, he spoke in a straightforward, but kind and patient manner as he could muster "Listen now Thora, we want to help you get back home, but in order to do that, you will need to help by answering some questions for Linge and Garran here." Glancing back towards Linge for a second, Hal motioned that she might want to pull Horn back. Looking back at Thora, Hal uncharacteristically smiled as he added "Now then, can you remember anything about how you got here, or where you were coming from or going? That would be a big help, you hear?"
Congratulations! Very exciting times :)
Hal glanced over at Garran, happy to let him do the talking. Generally uncomfortable dealing with people on a daily basis, speaking with children was even more of a struggle for the solitary woodsmen. Taking a step back, Hal kept on guard in the event something else surprising came out at them. Looking over his shoulder towards Linge with a raised eyebrow, Hal inquired "You sense magic? Can you be more specific about the location?"
Slowly putting the arrow in his hand back in the quiver, Hal proceeded to hold up his now free hand in gesture that suggested he meant no harm. "It's okay, we won't hurt you." Glancing back at Linge who was nearest to him, Hal made a nodding gesture that suggested she should approach. Taking a step back, he spoke in a tone just loud enough for Linge to hear "We have company, a young child."
Unsure of whether he was alone as he made his way through the ice block maze, Hal stopped dead in his tracks. Trying not to make any noise or draw attention to himself, he tried to discern if in fact he was alone... or if he had company.
With a scowled glance towards the hut, Hal acquiesces to Paldo and mutters "Alright, I'll check it out then." Taking a few paces forward, Hal looks back and grins lightly at Linge "Oh, I won't get to close... I hate dolls." Bow still unslung, Hal made his way towards the hut.
Looking over at Garran with a cautious look, Hal nods and draws an arrow, preparing himself for a possible showdown. Slowly moving his eyes towards the patch of green grass, Hal scowls lightly "Given this weather, that patch don't seem safe..."
All the talk of possessed dolls and giant white weasels was enough for the stoic ranger to raise his eyebrows in surprise. Though he said little, it was clear that something about the unnatural business they were discussing bothered Hal. "Alright then, let's find this hut." Keeping his bow drawn, Hal keeps a watchful eye on the strange tree formation. "What on earth might this be..."
Introductions made, Hal sets out across the bridge with the others.
Pointing out the legs protruding from the snow, Hal informs the group "Definitely a pair of legs out ahead there in the snowbank, you're right. We should check it out, but approach cautiously."
Looking at the tracks that Garran pointed out, Hal curses himself a little that he missed them. "Yeah, rodents alright... big ones."
Slinging his bow back over his shoulder, Hal listens closely as the group gathered explain their purpose here. Finally with a smirk, Hal retorts to Paldo "Rambling? A little, yeah." Taking a deep breath, Hal looks towards the direction the mephit had flown off too and responds to Linge "No, I haven't heard of any portal... but that might explain all these damn fey crawling about." Pausing a moment to consider Paldo's request, Hal finally nods and answer the group as a whole "A'ight, I'll join up with the lot of you then; I'm as curious about all this as you are to be honest." Motioning across the bridge, Hal appears to invite the others to lead the way.
His eyes still fixated on the mephit as it fled, Hal crossed over the bridge cautiously, his bow still drawn in event the creature decided to double back. After a moment, Hal relaxed his scowl a little and glanced over at Paldo and Linge as the peppered him with questions. Finally with a nod, Hal responds coolly "Yeah, the fey, I was on their trail alright." Pausing to size up the group, Hal frowned a little as he added in a dry and curt manner "Hrmm, you know, you folk ought be more careful, this place is crawling with fey. What brings you out here anyway?"
Smirking a little as his arrow hit its mark solidly in the chest, Hal relishes the hit for only a moment as he realizes the creature was injured... but alive. Mumbling to himself, Hal quickly draws two more arrows "Willy little bastard, aren't you?" Moving closer, Hal lets loose the first arrow, which appears to miss. Without losing a beat, he traces closer with the second and lands the arrow.
Sounds good to me! Gonna try and pick off the Mephit; I'll keep the favored enemy damage out this time.
Following the tracks that had caught his attention, Hal followed them to his old stomping ground before the raid. Sneaking up on High Sentinel Lodge, Hal noted that a group of humans and a halfling were engaged in combat with... the fey. Gritting his teeth, Hal removed the bow slung over his shoulder and notched two arrows. Damnable creatures, can't leave well enough alone can they?
I think the High Sentinel backstory makes sense, and gives some explanation for the fey favored enemy for Hal. I'll make that the basis of his background. Edit: Just posted into combat.
Hey all, Paldo's Ranger friend finally making the scene! I've got the crunch completed here on this profile (basic human ranger) and I'll come up with a backstory soon. Let me know if this meets the approval of the group. |