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Sia's eyes go wide, and she whispers loud enough so that everyone, including Aavelixia, can hear her, "Stop, there's traps and men in the windows." She motions that they need to hide and quickly tells them everything that she can see. "I can try to disarm the trip wire and crossbows, but we need a plan b and c. How do you all want to do this?"
Feeling cold and tired, Sia is happy that Aavelixia volunteered to do the sneaking around this time. Hopefully these people are friendly, I could use a nice fire and a warm bed. I guess my northern bones gave up on me when I decided to leave, she shook her head slightly to erase the thoughts of her previous life. She looks around, determined to find any threat that will present itself.
"There's no need to point that at me, I am just looking to get warm." She tightens her grip on her spear, but still attempts to not look threatening.
Upon hearing the words of these men, Sia's first instinct was to attack. She glanced towards her companions and realized that she would be on her own until they ran to the snow to help her out. I have to give them time before I attack She motions for them to come forward, hoping they are silent. Sia holds her spear like a walking stick, takes a deep breath, and steps forward. "I thought I heard voices! Thank goodness! I got turned around in these woods and I've been so cold. Do you gentlemen mind if I join you? I won't pester you too much. Just need a place to sit down by the fire." Sia attempts to appear like a silly woman lost in the woods.
Sia quickly grabs Aavelixia's hand, "I can move silently, I will go. Stay with Suzy." Sia decides the best way to move towards the men is through the treeline. They shouldn't be able to see or hear her if she moves silently enough. I will pretend that I am cold and ask them where they are traveling to...
"I agree with following the boot prints. They could have set up a trap though. Let's be careful." Sia begins following the tracks. She makes sure to be to the side of them though. She watches her surroundings carefully and listens for any noise that is out of place in the woods.
Sia is grateful that he dropped the subject without pushing into it more. Hopefully he forgets about it completely. She ignores the rest of the conversation and focuses on the warmth.
Sia cringes at letting herself talk about her past. "Let's just keep it to 'I'm from the North'" She smiles weakly. C'mon Sia you know better than to let those details slip. He almost found you before. Can't make that mistake again. She turns towards Aavelixia, "Some food and drink would be delightful."
Sia pauses as Braham rubs her back, "I think I'm just getting a little cold, I should be alright," She gladly accepts the coat that Drogan drapes over her though. "I really should be used to this. I'm from the North ya know." She mutters to herself, but loud enough for others to hear her clearly. She moves to the area that Drogan pointed out, too cold to attempt to find a spot herself. She shakes her head as she shivers and begins to rub her hands up and down her arms, attempting to make herself warm. "I have flint and steel in my pack if you need it," she calls out mainly to Drogan, but directs her gaze to everyone.
"Where is his farm located? It could be where they are taking her. If they were stealing from him and now he lays dead...They could have killed him," Sia stares at the frozen body as Sturla looks for items. "No one would have found him, his farm is an easy place to hide."
"I'm not sure what or who caused it. It does make me think that we are on the right path." She looks at the injured, "Are you all alright?" It's the snows fault. I have never been so distracted when confronted by an enemy. I hate the cursed snow. The sooner this is over the sooner I can head even farther south. She shakes her head slightly, pushing her thoughts away. She glances around nervously, "We should keep moving."
snowman! How did the surgery go?
Sia moves diagonally towards the snowman. She tightens her grip on her spear and thrusts forward with precision and force.
"It can't be the snowman talking, you hit it with arrows." Sia grips her spear and prepares for a confrontation.
I'm going to agree with Sturla on this one. His logic is on point.
Sia shakes her head slightly as Sturla speaks, "Father figures are not always a good thing..." Upon seeing the snowman, she studies her surroundings. "Well, we obviously aren't going to listen to that sign. For all we know it could have been some kids playing around in the snow. We should proceed with caution though," she makes sure to keep her voice low.
Sia blushed deeply when Sturla pointed out his size in the cold. Her cheeks turned more red when she accidently glanced down. She quickly turned to look at Aavelixia when she started to speak. Thank goodness there's another woman on this trip. "What makes you so sure that he would have more information? Maybe it was just terrible timing that we ran into him. We should just leave him here, he will be fine." She looked around, "We need to move quickly if we want to catch up to them."
Sia glances over as the axe returns to normal, "I'm surprised that actually worked." At least he told the truth. I would have as well if I was about to get shoved into a... she shakes her head and looks at the poor atomie.
Sia looks at Sturla in disbelief and begins blushing. Did that man really just drop his trousers?! She quickly takes her eyes off of his...everything. Don't look at him, he's a man. A naked man. Well, half naked. Divert your attention. Look for threats. Look at anything besides him. She turns her attention to the forest around her. She begins to scan anything and everything to keep her eyes from Sturla.
Sia grips her spear and thrusts it at the tiny little fey. As her spear misses her mark, she lets out a frustrated groan.
Sia quickly steps forward and shoves her spear towards the elk. Unfortunately, she gave a sloppy thrust, more concerned about the wellbeing of Aavelixia.
Whispering so the the elk could not hear her, "I don't think the voice is coming from the elk. I think someone or something is there with it." She makes sure to not let her eyes roam too far from the elk. Something is off...
"We are just passing through to help someone in need, dear friend. We mean no harm to you or to the forest." She scans her surroundings, looking for more animals that should be with him.
"I agree with Aavelixia, the Sprite is too dangerous. We need to kill it and more on. Anyone object?" Oh how I hate killing things that cannot defend themselves. They did attack us first though. They deserve to die, do they not? Life is so complicated.
Sia slowly sits up as she hears the others speaking. What happened...? She looks at the two newcomers with slight suspicion, hard to hide her expression with just coming to. She stands slowly and brushes the snow off of herself. "This is why I hate the snow," she mutters. "I am Sia, thank you for your help," She speaks to the strangers.
Welcome Sturla and Drogan!
Sia looks hard at the surroundings, "Everything and anything can be a trap Aavelixia. You can never trust nature, everything will kill you if the opportunity arises." She pauses, frowns, and then relays what she spots.
Sia scans her surrounding to see if there are any more threats. Spotting none, she rushes to Sevrin. "Can you help him?" She asks Aavelixia.
Sia moves quickly towards the attacker. She readies her spear and plunges it at the beast.
I will be posting either later tonight or early tomorrow morning. I have some mechanics that I need to figure out.
As she watches Aavelixia forage the bushes, she noticed the poor girl slowed the group down considerably. "Aavelixia, would you be alright if I did that instead? I can do it fairly quickly." I hope she doesn't take that the wrong way. We just need to move faster. Who knows what is lurking in these woods? She begins to look for anything that would be of use for Aavelixia. She makes sure to keep her eyes scanning for anything that could be an enemy or a trap.
"Thank you for the offer, but I think I just need some rest. I should be fine in the morning." She takes out one of her rations and begins to eat it. Too bad I don't have any use for that gear. It would have made getting hit with that log worth it. "Wake me up when it is my turn for watch." After she finishes her food, Sia takes out her bedroll and settles in close enough to the fire that should would feel the worth, but it wouldn't burn her. She quickly drifts into sleep.
"The chest should be dry inside. It will burn. The spikey log should also be dry enough to be burned. We just need to drag it over there." She shows everyone where the suitable campsite is.
Sia landed on the ground hard from being hit by the log. The spikes caused some not good looking cuts. She stayed on the ground for a moment and took off her goggles. She took some deep breaths to regain the air flow to her lungs. She looks over towards Thalin and sees that he is in the same boat as her. It takes her a moment to realize that people were talking to her and another moment to realize what they were saying. "I'll survive. I should be more careful. I'm sorry Thalin." This is why he said I would never make it without him. I'm too quick to jump into things. I don't watch enough. I just do... She stands up slowly and looks around, carefully studying everything around her. Where are the dangers. Look for anything out of place. There's always a telltale sign.
Sia takes a deep breath, "I believe we are safe for now. I think over there would be the best place to camp." She walks to the site and gives it a solid glance over. "We need something to burn." She begins searching for anything flammable, but still keeping an eye out for traps.
"Sevrin, you don't look good. Try putting your hands under your armpits. Hopefully that will warm you up some. We can try building a fire later on before the sun sets and we have to camp. Just stay calm though. Don't waste extra energy."
Sia carefully makes her way to the chest and searches for traps. Spotting none, she attempts to open it.
Sia digs into her backpack and pulls out her snow goggles. She puts them on, "Never thought I would have use for these again." She sighs as her eyes adjust to the goggles that were once her normal wear. Seeing the chest buried in the snow, she pauses and looks carefully at her surroundings. Why would they leave that there.... "Shall we dig out that chest and see what they left behind?"
"We don't have time for this. All of the clues could vanish on the trail if we wait forever for some armor. This man will probably still be frozen when we come back."If we come back.... Sia looks at her new companions, "We should follow that trail and be on the lookout for anything. Traps. Enemies. Wild animals. Everything is a danger."The cold is the biggest danger to us all. The cold equals snow. The snow equals- Stop. He wins when you do this to yourself Sia. He is nowhere near here. You ran from that. She takes a deep breath to compose herself. Sometimes her anxiety gets the best of her.
"We can attempt to return them to the Lady once we find her. If we need supplies along the way though, we may have to sell some of it depending on the situation. I have enough room in my pack to carry everything. Please hurry along the ritual, we need to move out soon. How badly is everyone injured?"
"I think I'll be keeping these." Sia figured since she opened the box, she should keep the contents. I wonder how much these are worth... After putting the contents into her pack, she addresses the group, "I was only asked to lead you to a certain point, but if you all will have me, I would like to take this journey with you. I hate the cold, so if there was a way I could stop it, I am interested."
Sia nods at those that gave her the go ahead. She grabs the box and attempts to open it.
"Perhaps I should open things with more caution. Maybe there's a clue in this box though. I will ask being acting, but I'm going to assume no undead lay within. Shall we open this?" Sia looks at all of her new camponians, awaiting a response.
As Sia went to spear the undead being, she is momentarily distracted by the vine that whips past the foe. Attack remaining zombie:
Sia grips the spear that she pulled with both hands and shoves it into the zombie. She can feel the spear make contact.
Sia walks quietly towards the carriage, searching for any traps that may be near it. Assuming that she doesn't find any traps, she looks back towards the group. Well someone has to pull the spear... She puts her spear away before grabbing the one that is holding the friend or foe in the carriage. She swallows hard, pulls the spear and prepares to meet whichever being greets her.
Sia examines the scene and slightly pauses her gaze on the statue. She noticed that the temperature has dropped, probably the coldest it has been since she left that wretched place in the north. This weather needs to go back to normal. These poor people, being ambushed is terrible. To be absolutely slaughtered is even worse. Sia starts to walk amongst the choas, but pauses when she hears the thumping from the carriage. She readies her spear incase the noise is coming from a beast that they don't want to necessarily meet. Please be a little animal just looking for food.
I am ready! I made a purchase for a MW backpack. I reduced my gold, but I still need to fix the sheet and weight.
Sia looks up at Councilwoman Teppin and listens intently to her request. "I would do just about anything to help Lady Malassene and even more to stop the cold. I would be delighted to help them on their journey. I'll head over there before they leave. I don't want to have to play catch up. It was nice as always to see you Councilwoman," she stands up and prepares to leave, but pauses, "Will you let Kale know that I said sorry? She will know what you are referring to." Without another word, Sia heads over to the Apothecary. --------- Upon hearing various voices, Sia enters the backroom of the apothecary and greets the other individuals, "Hello everyone. Councilwoman Teppin requested that I lead you towards Zimar. When would you all like to head out?" She scans the room, looking at the people that she will be traveling with. She pauses when she sees the injured man. Is that...Frostbite?! I haven't seen injuries like this in years. When she realizes that she's staring, she quickly resumes looking anywhere but at the injured man.
"Losing crops is never a good thing, Kale. Are there any rumors going around yet? I really dislike what is happening around here. I cannot deal with this weather. If there's snow in the south it will eventually happen here. I do not want to live here if there's snow. I came here to leave the snow, Kale! Snow is terrible!!" Sia's simple question turned into an angry rambling about how she dislikes snow. It's a touchy subject for Sia.
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