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Jax grins and nods, caressing the gun sitting across his lap. "You are damn right. We are already impressive but... With you teaching me to heal and fix and me teaching you to shoot... We are going to make a killing!"
Jax nodded softly in thought, before offering his hand to the Artificer. "You teach me and help me to build a rig like yours and I will teach you to shoot and build a gun like mine. You have a deal!"
Jax laughs softly, before nodding. "Well all of that yes. And one truly important thing. I believe..." He nodded softly, patting the gun. "I believe that every time I fire this weapon it is for the good of me and my band. That every time I fire this weapon it is a life or death situation and I need it to fire, right then, right how I mean it to. I believe in her and she treats me right. All she asks is I keep her clean and full!"
He grinned, turning to Torque. "I keep forgetting that about you. It must be annoying by now, considering how many hours of the day we spend together. Sorry about that brother. I remember the working of it now, well... As best as a man can, who is not actually acutely aware of any power in this world, beyond that of steel and gun powder!" He grinned, shaking his head softly. "I am afraid I could not just hand this gun to you, and it would work. It is quite broken, as you see!" He holds up the musket, showing the battered weapon to the Artificer. "It seems only I have the knack to make this old dear work!" He grinned, patting the butt of the musket lovingly.
Jax laughs softly. "Star was the name of mine own Master. And I happen to agree with you. If I had to choose between the River Kingdoms and Alkenstar, I'd head to the wastes. Perhaps we will need to some time. That would be interesting. Watch the others sweat without their powers and us flourish!" He grinned. "Well... Apart from Gremm. Gremm doesn't really have any power. Unless you count being able to tear a mans head off. I do, as it happens!" Jax grins, taking a bite out of an apple, before staring around the Camp.
Jax laughs softly as Valen walks away, shaking his head with a grin with a sigh. 'Damn Mage better come home!' As Torque hops up beside him, Jax grins, tossing the man a water skin and an apple, before turning back to stare out over the camp once more. "Well that is a strange story really... I have not been to Alkenstar no. I..." He frowns a moment, scratching the back of his neck, as he looks down at the weapon lying in his lap. "I travelled the River Kingdoms as a young man and came across an old man from Alkenstar... He helped me, and I him. In a way... In a way he was my mentor. He thought me how to keep a weapon, how to build what I need. He thought me everything I know today about making and maintaining this weapon. But not how to shoot... No. That I learned elsewhere!" He nods softly, trailing off, keeping watch over the camp.
"You come back ya hear? You do not want me in charge. Ill break in to peoples houses while they are sleep and wreck up the place. Better be here to keep me in line!"
Frowning softly, Jax clears his musket before loading it once more and moving to take a position on top of a nearby wagon. Turning to face the village, he sits there, gun resting across his knees, his forehead creased in concentration.
Jax pauses for a moment, cursing his promise to Valen, to stop arguing with him over everything. "Fine... I will do as you say. But I better not need to!"
Jax nods softly, checking over his gear slowly and methodicaly. "We'll get em!"
Jumping to his feet, Jax grabs his musket, clearing the barrel with one quick action, before loading it once more. Looking to Valen, Jax arches an eyebrow. "Boss?"
He was in the Eberron game we are a part of, a few days ago. Could just be hella busy!
Jax smiles companionably at Acune before turning to Torque and laughing softly. "Hell that is soft... I am offering them Sweet Bertha not Gwenavier!" Jax grins, patting the slightly dulled and chipped Greataxe that hangs over his shoulder. [b]"I can bullseye a pixie with Bertha but I couldn't hit a barn with Gwen!" He laughs sharply and begins to direct the traffic on to the green.
Saluting Valen, Jax moves to the head of the caravan, waving his arms over his head. "FOLLOW ME AND STICK TOGETHER. ANYONE WHO SLACKS OFF OR SLIPS AWAY WILL BE GETTING SWEET BERTHAS' KISS BETWEEN THE EYES!" Patting his Musket with a dark grin, Jax begins to move off the road, towards a wide open meadow, just a stones throw away.
Bouncing the ring up and down on his palm, Jax walks along slowly, whisteling softly to himself. "Town up ahead Boss. We should probably pull our Caravan in to the Town itself, after this morning. What do you think?"
Pulling the Ring from his pocket, Jax bounces it in his palm once, before holding it out to Valen. "What ya see Boss? Use the magic in them there eyes if'n ya please!"
Frowning at the Ring, Jax shrugs, before slipping it in to his pocket. looking back over his shoulder, to make sure no one is close to him, he tosses the knife behind him, to spin end over end and land on the ground, a safe distance away. "Not climbing down with that in my gob... Might lose my tongue!" He begins the slow descent back down, till he comes close enough that he can just jump.
"I'll be careful. But you catch me if I fall Big Guy!" he laughed softly, sticking the knife back between his teeth, before continuing to climb.
Jax looks back over his shoulder and grumbles as he clings to the tree, with one hand, pulling the knife from his mouth with the other. "To hells with that. It was not his wife, his daughter or him. He can pay for his own horses!"
Frowning softly, staring up in to the tree, Jax shrugs and sits the musket down against the trunk, before drawing the dagger from his belt. Gripping the dagger between his teeth, he begins to climb, slowly, making sure to take every step slowly and carefully.
"See anything we can use Big Guy?" Jax looks up at Gremm. Scrubbing a hand roughly down his face, Jax stands, taking a step back and looking over the scene slowly, seeking for anything out of place.
Swearing loudly in several diffrent languages, none of which he can speak fluently, beyond the couple swears he knows, Jax sits down hard on the ground. "This is getting serious..."
Laughing right along with Gremm, Jax claps the bigger man on the back. "Thanks Big Guy!"
Jax pauses for a moment, frowning in thought, before smiling and shaking Valens hand. "Agreed. We can do this a lot better than we have been. I'm not going to lie Boss, I can not wait to leave this cursed country!"
Jax nods softly, pushing himself to him feet, brushing dirt off of his clothing. He sighs softly. If Valen and him were to work together, to lead this group right, he really needed to control himself better. It was a mark of how much he had grown as a person, that he recognised the problem, instead of ignoring it. Before Valen could walk away, Jax caught him by the sleeve, stopping him leaving. "I mean it... I am through with scuffeling with you Boss. I am undermining you and it is not working for any of us. I am sorry for that. I will do better!"
Pulling his fingers from his ears, Jax turns slowly to stare at Valen. "I... Kill... You!" With a roar he launches himself at the Mage, dagger drawn, getting all of two steps before he is dogpiled by the rest of the group. Wheezing from the pressure, namely of having Gremm crushing him to the ground, Jax looks up at Valen. "Sorry Boss... Wont happen again!"
Jamming his fingers in his ears, Jax begins to sing, to block out the voices around him. "I'm at the bottom of a well,
Jax glares at the back of Nine Tails' head, hefting the handaxe threateningly. "They aren't Vampires... I hope...!"
Sighing, Jax straightened, tossing the last few things in to the wagon, before turning to the group. "Okay... Psychotic breakdown aside... How are we going to do this? Anyone got any ideas?" Jax moves back to his spot, sitting cross legged on the ground and begins to clean his musket.
Frowning softly, chewing over Helenas' words, before sighing, burying his head in the back of the wagon, to hide his embarassed blush. "Someone kill me now..."
Taking a loud shuddering breath, Jax turns to face Torque, the silk dress he had pulled out of a chest, falling from his hands. "Wasn't my color any way!" He hiccups and laughs before wipeing his forehead on his sleeve. "Okay okay... I will... I will take a break. Is there any chance there is a bottle of something a little stronger than water around? I guess not... Probably for the best. I need to be sober. Okay. Sorry Boss. I'll tidy this up again!" He nods, jumping off the cart, and begining to collect up the things he had thrown from the back. He turns to Torque and claps the man on the shoulder. "Thanks buddy. If we go down we go down together!" he smiled shakily, then nodded.
"V-vampires? That Bat was a V-v-vampire?!" Jax drops his musket and dashes to the cart,jumping in to the back and beginning to route around, tossing light, non breakable things out the back as he does. Hidden by the edge of the cart you hear a pitiful sob. "I NEED HOLY WATER!"
Jax smiled at the woman reassuringly. "Figure of speech Private, no more!" He turned to Nine Tails and nodded softly. {b]"Seen any sign of anything amiss on our trail so far Scout Tails?"[/b]
"We need to get these things... I am going crazy!" Jax frowns, sitting back down, his head collapsing in to his hands. He sighed, scrubbing a hand over his face. "We need to sort this out fast, then get the hell out of this country!"
Swearing loudly, Jax shoulders his musket. "Either I am seriously mentally unstable or someone is messing with my mind...!"
Jax frowns, scanning the treeline down the metal sights of his gun. "I am not sure. Something... A shadow. Doesn't seem right. Keep talking. Let's see if something happens..."
Frowning softly, Jax jumps to his feet, reading his musket, keeping his eyes open and his trigger finger ready, prepared to blow a hole in anything that moves funny or looks wrong.
Jax smiles at Helena, and nods his head in thanks. "Thanks for the help. I appreciate that. Glad you are with us. I gotta go talk to the boss. Need to make sense of this!" He smiles and bows, before walking toward Valen and Torque. "Thanks anyway Torque. I should be fine!" he pats Torque on the shoulder and smiles. "Well... I know what I saw boss, it was there I promise yah. Anyway... Yeah I will look to starting everyone moving. I'll get em ready!" Jax turns and moves back in to the camp, starting to wake everyone up and send them about their duties. 'I know I saw it...'
Jax laughs softly, shaking his head. "Not the Tiger Big Guy!" Tossing Gremm a water skin, Jax hops up on to the wagon, staring out in to the darkness. "Don't know what it is. Pour that over your head and get your head in the game. I need you at the foot of this wagon!" Nodding at Valens words, Jax gives him a small salute, before turning back to the forest, raising his rifle, so he can stare down the steel sights. At Helena's words, Jax flinches slightly, staring at his arms without lowering the rifle. "We can worry about that in the light of day..." He frowns for a second, before looking over his shoulder at Torque, making sure to avoid looking at the light, to peserve his night vision. "Torque... I am not sure if you can manage this but... If you can, ready an anti toxin. I do not know if it is poisoned, but I do not want to go down like that if it is!" Nodding softly, Jax turns back to the trees.
"Ninetails, don't range too far!"
Hmmm. Could work!
Heh! I want to play a totally ridiculous idea but I dunno if I can. Essentially he would be 40th level! :S Hahaha
I believe it is 4d6 x 6 keep all rolled.
"Just making a perimeter. Not going to leave the camp!" Jax kicks Gremm softly in the side as he passes. "Wake up Big Guy. Might be trouble!" He moves towards the wagons and hops up on top of one, looking around the camp slowly. "Where are you...?'
"Stoke the fires high but not on this side!" Jax gestures over his shoulder, out in to the darkness. "I'll continue my watch from here, that way I can watch the forest better. Also, keep an eye on the sky. It had wings!" Jax looks over at Valen and inclines his head apologetically. "Sorry Boss. Didn't see you there. You cool with all this?"
"G#&~+$n it... I never miss. How did I miss? It was a bloody huge man-bat!" "How did I miss?" Frowning, Jax reloads, and looks at Torque, signaling for him to remain where they are, as he sets off, intent on making a circle of the camp. 'Come out come out wherever you are...'
Oooh. Yup. I am in! :) Ill get something up and running!
Jax laughs softly and shakes his head. "There was this girl... She sang it to me the day before I left the River Kingdoms. Aliane was her name. I fear I do not do it justice. She could play the harp and sang like the sweetest of birds. It has been a long time..."
Frowning softly, Jax stands, reaching slowly for his musket.
Jax nods in assent, smiling encouragingly at Valen. 'He'll do alright... I'm sure of it. Won't tell him but am sure!' Setting up his sleeping roll next to Gremm, Jax shares some jokes and stories with the man, before they slip off to sleep. Rising for his watch, Jax salutes Torque, before taking a seat beside him, and beginning to clean and repair his Musket. "Here is to a quite night my friend!"
Jax pulls the mans hand down and shakes it. "No saluting between you and me Big Guy. I don't want a guy that may need to punch my teeth out, to salute me. Kay?" Jax reaches up and pats him on the shoulder with a grin. "Don't worry. I am sure it won't come to this but... When the chain of command goes wrong, it can go bad for everyone. If that happens you pick up that chain and beat us with it till we are quiet!" Jax laughs before pushing the large man forward. "Come on. Lets finish the circuit of the camp before we head back hey?"
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