Jhyrann brought his hand flat to his face. He dragged it down as he let out a low sigh. Whilst he wouldn't hold her good intentions against her, he doubted she had considered that she was putting him out of a job with this course of action.
He was trapped. He could ask for coin but they had...
She might have smacked his hand away, but his arm was a heavy column. It didn't move easily. He drew it back slowly and offered a grin full of sharp fangs.
She stepped back and rusted her wings. He had to wonder if that was a primitive defensive measure to make herself look larger. Relative to...
"We were havin' a discussion - not an argument - about the nature of the thing," Jhyrran said.
He didn't want to make matters worse with the locals. Especially when he wanted to be paid and there was a chance the 'lightbringer' wanted to do the job for free.
Jhyrran stood slowly. The floor...
"Look, if there's silver I'll go find whatever these things are. Just don't like being caught off guard," Jhyrran explained.
Dan'ys - at least that was what Jhyrran thought the half elf was called - still looked annoyed at having his wisdom questioned by the outsider.
The three locals sat...
Cirice
"Bollocks. That can't be a fuckin' Leshy then."
"What...why?"
Jhyrran was sat cross-legged in the middle of the town hall. It was not normally good business to respond to a bounty by telling the ones posting the fee that it couldn't be real.
"Leshy stick to their territory. You...
"Idiots," Jhyrran rumbled.
The southerners were soft and weak. They might rescue five - if they were lucky - but it would undermine their plan to save hundreds. Small villages would be swallowed by rhe swarm of undead if they did not stop the lich.
Still, it would not do to stand and watch...
"Too many to go through now," Trimmin said. The battle-hardened dwarf was tolerating everything going on around him and that was about as much as he would do.
"Just as soon as the host starts to march we'll strike for the necromancer and..."
There was a bright light from the camped army...
"Trim'n what? Disrespectful lass," Trimmin muttered under his breath. The dwarf shook his head.
The dwarf grumbled as she set sparks flying but it was too late. There was a chance that in the night - even at this distance - they could be seen.
The dwarven ranger was starting to wish he had...
Jhyrran turned towards to feline and GA e a shrug. It was a slow, rolling gesture. Muscles working in sequence to lift the bulk up and then release it down.
She had more spirit that the gentle southerners he had come to know since leaving Molthal. It had to count for something.
"Aye, I'm in,"...
"Ah well. Surprise can come in the form of: 'Oh these devious hunters have snuck into my crypt at night' but can also come in the form of: 'Fuck, these mad people are running at my camp in broad daylight!'."
He offered the room a grin that was full of teeth. A smile that gave away his heritage...
Jyrhann was certain the spear-wielding witch had deliberately moved away from him. With no chair on offer, the shape-shifter took the easiest route. He simply sat down cross-legged on the floor between two tables.
There was a simplicity to the plan from the girl with big ears, although he had...
Jhyrann plodded to a stop as he saw the lights of the small town. The trees gave a slight rustled as the night breeze changed direction.
In these gentle lands, there was very little that would attempt to stop him even at night. He took a breath and prepared himself for the change. It always...
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