Sandy growls to Kruss to hunt down the blinded caster and takes a step away to heal Fiona before he sets off too after the creature, hoping that Sahar can stop the closer creatures.
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Sandy moves forwards and pats Sahar on the elbow with a burst of healing energy to help her with the conflict.
Kruss hangs back with his handful of vitality to avoid dying quickly.
Kruss gets to his feet and a look of relief crosses Sandy's face, he then takes a single swipe at the feline monstrosity.
Sandy staggered and seeing his companion fall over, grows furious and takes a single swipe at the creature. Ineffectually scratching along it's side, he softly whistles for Hakkar to move closer to his leonine friend.
Seeing the ScorpioKitty so close to them, the pair charge forward to flank the creature and let out a growl as they both go for a bite attack.
"I don't have much ranged weaponry.. but I can get ahead and cut off his charge." Lysander growls through a heavy mouthful of teeth.
Lysander awaits the charge of the cat-thing whilst trying to figure out it's unnatural heritage, having figured out his sling is a bit useless. He looks to the surrounding area for the summoning creature as Hakkar takes to the skies.
I've levelled Lysander as a Shifter/2....not sure how this affects Hakkar or Kruss with the Boon Companion feat thing...not sure it affects them.
After keeping quiet for way too long, Sandy is timidly nodding his ascent. "Aye, if it's a newer mining cave then, it seems like it could be somewhere you'd have an ancient key or knowledge about such a place."
Sandy sighs softly; "I apprenticed at a locksmiths after the borstal, but I haven't the skill of our stout cousins." He responds with a nod to Merlan; "That's an interesting idea, the orcs either hope they can find one - or they are in the same situation as us."
"Sounds like the best idea. I know, I'd like to force them from our lands too...but not sure we're able at the moment." He says with some disappointment, but looking forwards to seeing the absent friends.
"This is very tricky dwarven craftsmanship...not sure I could get it open. Might require dwarves themselves." He examines the lock further; "It's a triple lock... so we'd need 3 people to simultaneously open it...and without a key, it'd be difficult."
"Well said Eleon, seems that you need an actual key to open it." Sandy pauses; "Or maybe some more experienced hands? Should we mark the place and come back when the others join us. For if we cannae get in then surely the orcs cannot."
Sandy pauses; "I did learn a bit about locks at the reformatory. I could give it a go?" He offers to help with the dwarven lock. Making sure it's well oiled and that any grime if away from the edges, he attempts to open the lock.
Orcs: "Maybe Costin could try and fix it?" Sandy wonders knowing little of everyones mystical abilities.
"But the left fork sounds great, lets go." He starts to move off.
Orcs: Kruss helps Fiona dig as Sandy keeps a watch out with his hawk companion. However Kruss makes sure to keep away from Fiona, just in case.
"So shall we head to the mountains? Do we want to cover up the obelisk? It was obviously destroyed - so I think there could be a reason. Maybe there's some markings upon it. Dwarven runes." Sandy gets ready to walk away, cleaning off the paws of the lion.
"Aye, I'm just a stupid yokel, good to have you bright people around. Though I've gotten a bit of a sense of direction." Sandy says plainly rubbing the back of Kruss' neck.
After saying this, Sandy focuses - fragmented memories hit him of his parents, barely remembered and a small caravan. The scream of orcs on a dark night like this, followed by screams that he'd never heard before - that of his family mingled with his own cries of loss. For a moment these unbidden memories nearly make him forget whats happening, then they drive him on into the hills.
"Lets go towards the mountains, follow the path of the rail and hope that no-one follows us." Sandy says softly, making sure they leave a minimum amount of tracks,
My main problem is trying to get the pair that went off shopping back with us. I don't mind exploring around some more, trying to find either the other orcs or the rails to the mine, but I'd prefer to do things with the other 2.
Got to pay for war with the French somehow, or you could join with them to claim independence.
"Between Hakkar's eyes, Krusses nose and my senses...I hope we could find the rail before the orcs...that'd be ideal. Then your traps could be good." Sandy agrees with the others. "I know I'm not going to be great in another confrontation." He says in understated tones.
So shall we wait for the others to return before looking about this area for the railway tracks (& therefore the hidden mines)? Thus enabling them to actually do stuff
With the smile of a predator and a sharp nod; "Yes." "He is free to leave the area, without harassment."
Sandy pauses trying to think if there's other ways to use the fellow or if they should let him leave. He glances to Fiona, with some hesitancy. "Seems like, if we allow him to leave - well he knows that there's people here that will stop our territory being encroached and that it's best to look within for conflict."
Sandy growls softly; "Well you aren't going to do that anymore. I respect a good hunter, but people that come too far into my territory..." He sighs; "As fellow warrior, I respect you. But your leader, well he goes too far - entering our territory... when the dispute is amongst your clans." Sandy's thoughts drift off slightly; 'The rail must lead to the mine we are looking for....the sooner we get rid of the orc, the sooner we find it!' "You know where these steel beams are?" He asks pointedly.
Sandy pauses; "His hand will allow you to open the other drop-points." He states softly. "But if you haven't been raiding other places... I'm down for this agreement." He looks to the others; "We have a consensus?"
Sandy nods along with Merlan, happy that he seems to have planted the seed about the traitor in the orc camp. "It's as my friend says, I trust ONLY him. There's too many traitors and enemies about here. You'll probably want to change the drop location you get from yours now." He smiles revealing teeth.
Sandy staslks out of the darkness towards the captive; dripping in blood. He growls in a low voice; "We found you, ambushed you....We both have traitors - spies amongst our forces." "Tell us whom in the village you got information from..." His words are deep and gravelly.
Hakkar circles overhead, showing the group where the orc is, whilst Sandy hangs back a bit with his feline friend. He looks around trying to ensure the area is secure from further conflict.
Sandy says with a warm smile to Eleon; "Sorry about that, it's Hakkar! Like the sound he makes when he sees a small field rodent. And this is Kruss the Cat." He pats the flank of his injured feline companion.
Sandy puts a hand carefully on Fiona's ankle a she's mounted on the horse, healing her - before he leads the way following Hakkar's lead.
Sandy looks to Fiona, Eloen & merlan; "Fancy following our prey, before it goes to ground?" He strokes a bleeding hand on his feline companions flank and the other points in the direction of the hawk. "Not sure how we find him?"
Sandy rubs his head and moves over to Merlan quickly, grabbing a handful of the grass and crushing it between his elongated fingers. The smell of the earth, soft cloying essence of life runs up and down his digits as he softly incants to the 'Old One'. Placing a hand upon Merlans side he heals the brave man. Hakkar takes to the air and surveys the scene.
Next round Lysander Perception
Tje wild man with blood running down his side stands next to Kruss and places a bloody hand upon the felines flank.
Sandy moves quickly next to Kruss and casts a cuing spell before surveying the battlefield and sees Merlan....
Knowing that he has to finish the orc up quickly so he can help his feline friend he swings wildly.
Lysander lets out a howl of frustration as Kruss fall beneath the orcs blade, he swings away at the leaving orc. and turns his attention to the one remaining one, knowing that he's severely outnumbered and outmatched.
Sandy is obviously offput by being flanked.
Sandy ignores the warchanter for now, trying to continue with his feline companion to actually put down the orc they have flanked before the woodsman takes more wounds.
Kruss yowls in pain from the blow joining Lysander in bleeding as they claw and tear at the orc.
Sandy and Kruss act in concert as the combat seems to have taken a turn for the worse. Still bleeding Sandy's blows are wild and animalistic.
Sandy growls at the orc and the blood pooling by his feet and with a co-ordinated attack launches at the orc between them in a flurry of blows.
Suddenly from amongst the high grass, it shimmers and shakes like a cool breeze bringing changes. From the flora emerges a pair of softly growling bodies, ready to claw their opponent.
Observng that Fiona has stalled slightly before the orcs, Sandy moves up quickly - preparing himself to attack next round. Kruss by his side keeps low and wiggles their hind legs ready for the pounce
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