Campfire Stories

>[Wolftooth] Razor requests that you join them in the ForestWanderings(Closed) room.

[Razor ] -someone send the rest of the invites please?

Verhowain 's faster then the speed of invites! *G*

[MorgenMorgensson ] Is that everyone or are we missing someone? o.O

Raghnall goes about ddesigning Verh's AirShip, O_o

MorgenMorgensson gets dressed quick!

[Wolftooth ] ((Looks like everybody ... *chuckles* Now where to start? There are last week's posts, as well as a side RP ...))

[Razor ] oks...this is where we are. Razor and owain and Razor went off for hunting fresh me

[Wolftooth whispers to Razor] ((By the way, had idea at work today ... I've been wondering if there's a possibly way to link Wolftooth's tooth necklace to the were that attacked him ... maybe it's the same wolf?))

MorgenMorgensson and Vivi made camp. There's a large fire burning with a log next to it. the log has two butts already on it :P

[Razor ] Kaelie set up Lins tent as Edwin tries to wow them with his exploits. Viv and Morgen keep pretty much to themselves, talking quietly. Owains passed out berries and the like that are safe to eat before going. A ferret appears and Edwin gives chase. Kaelie and Lin go in search of those that left, Kaelie coming back with Owaina nd an injuried Razor. Kalie sugests pouring the healing potion from the druid on the felines wounds as getting her to drink it nomrally is next to impossible. Lin stays behind with Wolf for a few, returning with Alfred and the Deer across his back, Wolf is still not returned.

[Wolftooth ] ((Yes ... I went hunting with the party. And I shall now note that the deer in question is a ten point buck! Venison for everybody! ^_^))

Raghnall recomends Cleaning said deer first, *cough* ;)

[Kaelie ] ((Mmmm Venision.. ^.^ ))

[MorgenMorgensson ] Thanks for volunteering, Raghnall :P

Raghnall phhht, he's got a spell left, no problem, =P

Verhowain 's definatly working on getting Razor healed up.

[Wolftooth ] ((Hey ... Wolftooth wants to clean it. He's got the ranks in Prof. (hunter) for it, after all ...))

[Razor ] *Morgen:*spreads out his cloak on a log: for him and her to take the hardness off the wood below them. he reachjes for the mead, shame there isn t enough to get drunk on, but mead is hard to come by in this area, not a local drink, precious for it's memories of more pleasant times, how it tastes on her skin, how it sounds in his ears when she reacts. Memories filling his head as he turns to watch teh fire, envying it's simplicity in function And that is what Owain will see walking back into camp, the two tall warrior's talking in soft voices within a well made camp, sharing a flagon of Ale and then the companionable silence of a warm fire, the only conversation that of it's crackle. The stars twinkle overhead, almost as if laughing at the karmic twists and turns of fae that that lead them here, like this. The pair look stunning in the crackling firelit with the silver of the moon weaving with the read heat, a pair of golden haired, pale skinned warriors at rest, toned bodies turned to the heat of the fire, sk

[Razor ] skin looking a glowing tan under the fire warmth, twinned paired of blue eyes blazing with vitality, strength and life, mountains in the path of life, and ready to face the challenges it brings.

[Razor ] --Sooooo Edwin is chasing Ferret. Kaelie is down by Owain and a grouchy kitty who's almost asleep. Lex is the only one clean currently. Lin's leading alfred from the tree's. No as Yet. Kaelie and Owain have just finished pouring potion over Razors wounds, they bubbled and fized leaving behind little if ay signs of a wound.

[Razor ] --Everyone on the same page now?

Wolftooth is probably following after Linsida's horse, back to camp, and looking like hell ... and is still waiting for a reply about his suggestion.

[Razor whispers to Wolftooth] realitive perhaps

[Wolftooth whispers to Razor] *nods* That works. Thanks.

[Razor ] oks... Morgen Viv Edwin RagVer Kaelie, Razor/Lin Wolf.

[Razor ] -Lin's post will be her arriving

[MorgenMorgensson ] Can we go last because everyone else knows exactly what's happening and we're kinda fishing in the dark?

[Razor ] -Owain, Kaelie Edwin Rag morgen Viv Razor/Lin Wolf...better?

Verhowain stays beside Razor, he looks to Morgen and Viv "We had a bit of a problem whilst hunting.." he explains... "A wolfpack descended upon us, They mauled Razor badly and I'm not sure how the Ranger managed to survive against that behemoth alpha..." he shakes his head "I wasn't sure who was going to get the meal today them or us..." He puts a gentle hand on Razor in an uninjured place.

Kaelie looks over what she can see of the great cat with a speculative eye; it certainly seemed that her idea had done the trick. She almost reaches out to run a hand across her dark fir, but thinks better of it considering the tempermental nature of large carnivorous animals.

[Edwin ] "Come here you blasted thing!" can be heard bellowing from Edwins loud mouth as he is seen chasing the little critter around the camp grounds. "I swear when I catch you..." Edwin is cut off by the sound of a thwap as his head bounces off of a tree branch. Apparenlty edwin forgot to duck while in the midst of his yelling a the ferret and ran straight into the branch of a tree.

Raghnall 's still sitting on the outskirts of the camp; pack and spear by his side. Drawing in the dirt with his Dagger. Muttering over the whole trip. He shakes his head slightly asif he didnt like what he sees on the ground. He brushes his hand over it erasing it and starts again. He didnt even notice Wolf and the rest returning to camp; muchless that they brought food. Seemingly caught in his own little world as it is. His eyes flick that odd green color now and then, but theres no hint he's actually working on anything magical or the like. Just sitting. Playing in the dirt.

MorgenMorgensson looks up from teh fire as the others return, but he doesnt get up. That's not his Battlecat and he has no idea how to tend to it. Better that she's tended to by people who know these things. The fire blazes warmly though if it's needed for her. "If I can be of assistance, let me know." He more or less ignores Edwin completely, but next time they get into a decent sized town he will be buying a jester's outfit for the man. he's missed his calling in life.

Vivican rises from the furs that she's laid over the log that she'd near taken root upon, the tall woman stretching out aching muscles as the looks to the Druid, bright eyes fired with concern, a gentleness that belays the warrior's fierce prowess in batttle. Silver-blonde hair glitters as if coated in stardust from the dark skies above as she takes a few loping strides closer, her gait the typical warrior, not male nor female just strong. "She looks well enough now...Where is the Ranger, he is well?" The undertone of concern laced with the command of one used to caring for her fellowman, even if she does cast a few long glances, hooding the emotion from her eyes with dropped lashes, towards the campfire "We have laid out some furs, she may use mine to rest upon.." Then the clutzy 'jester' the woman nearly slipping into laughter, just a bark of it at the hollow ringing from his struck head "What ho, old chap...The wise don't run around in the dark, and the ones that do...Well, they wind up like you..."

[Vivican ] ...."Upsey Daisy" Reaching to hoist the weedy little thing to his feet as if he were a toddler, no struggle at all for the toned amazon

Razor lays rather placidly on the ground, eyes half closed and her coat still matted with blood and saliva as Lin leads Alfred back into the little clearing, a large buck slung over Alfreds bare back. She decides to wait for Wolf to emerge from the undergrowth to see what to do with it for now, letting alfred stand ground tied to wait patiently to be unburdened before noding to each person politely before moving to look down over Kaelies shoulder at the cat on the ground, lightly leaning against her back. "She should be fine by morning, you do very fine work." She tells Edwin as Morgen speaks behind her. She turns to grace him with a charming smile before indicatng Alfred. "If you would, apparently they were sucessful in hunting fresh provision. Once Wolf returns if you could assist him as he was injuired as well and will not admit to it."

[Razor ] -tells Owain not Edwin...

Wolftooth plods along behind the horse, looking almost as bad as Razor. His clothing is torn in new places from the encounter with the displacer beast, his right leg with several new gashes, and fresh bloodstains lining them. Wolftooth is visibly favoring his left leg, stumbling along behind the priestess with haunted eyes held to the ground beneath his feet. He hardly notices the fact that they've arrived back at camp until he moves out of the trees and into the clearing. Only then does his lost mind return, and he looks all about to the others curiously, not even stopping to rest upon Edwin's comical display. His eyes fall upon the fallen form of Razor and stick there, his face falling slightly to a frown, the freshly healed wounds upon him and the cat the only signs of the recent fight for survival.

[Razor ] Edwin Morgen Owain Kaelie Wolf Viv Rag

Edwin looks up at the Amazon with wide eyes as she aids him back to his feet. He brushes his arse off of any dirt that may be on him, and looks at viv "Hey, did I tell you about the story of me and the evil warlock who threatned to destroy all of man kind? I didn't? Oh it was a feat let me tell you, I defeated him with only my wits and my song..." before Edwin can continue with his story he notices the fettet staring at him from a distance and he makes a dash for it yelling "Get over here you blasted beast!"

[Kaelie ] ((Could someone /wh me the posts after Viv's >.))

[Wolftooth ] ((I will.))

[Wolftooth whispers to Kaelie] Razor lays rather placidly on the ground, eyes half closed and her coat still matted with blood and saliva as Lin leads Alfred back into the little clearing, a large buck slung over Alfreds bare back. She decides to wait for Wolf to emerge from the undergrowth to see what to do with it for now, letting alfred stand ground tied to wait patiently to be unburdened before noding to each person politely before moving to look down over Kaelies shoulder at the cat on the ground, lightly leaning against her back. "She should be fine by morning, you do very fine work." She tells Edwin as Morgen speaks behind her. She turns to grace him with a charming smile before indicatng Alfred. "If you would, apparently they were sucessful in hunting fresh provision. Once Wolf returns if you could assist him as he was injuired as well and will not admit to it."

[Wolftooth whispers to Kaelie] [Razor] -tells Owain not Edwin...

[Wolftooth whispers to Kaelie] Wolftooth plods along behind the horse, looking almost as bad as Razor. His clothing is torn in new places from the encounter with the displacer beast, his right leg with several new gashes, and fresh bloodstains lining them. Wolftooth is visibly favoring his left leg, stumbling along behind the priestess with haunted eyes held to the ground beneath his feet. He hardly notices the fact that they've arrived back at camp until he moves out of the trees and into the clearing. Only then does his lost mind return, and he looks all about to the others curiously, not even stopping to rest upon Edwin's comical display. His eyes fall upon the fallen form of Razor and stick there, his face falling slightly to a frown, the freshly healed wounds upon him and the cat the only signs of the recent fight for survival.

[Razor ] -just yours and Edwins Wolf

[Wolftooth whispers to Kaelie] [Razor] Edwin Morgen Owain Kaelie Wolf Viv Rag

[Wolftooth whispers to Kaelie] Edwin looks up at the Amazon with wide eyes as she aids him back to his feet. He brushes his arse off of any dirt that may be on him, and looks at viv "Hey, did I tell you about the story of me and the evil warlock who threatned to destroy all of man kind? I didn't? Oh it was a feat let me tell you, I defeated him with only my wits and my song..." before Edwin can continue with his story he notices the fettet staring at him from a distance and he makes a dash for it yelling "Get over here you blasted beast!"

[Wolftooth ] ((Now you tell me ... :-P))

[Wolftooth whispers to Melly] ((Kester is watching you ... ~_0))

[Razor ] -sorry, my brains just starting to play catch up here =(

[Melly whispers to Wolftooth] Ahh hah!!! damn, i've gotta go in a sec too!! Rha's just logged on as Komek though!

[Wolftooth whispers to Melly] ((No worries. This is my Wolftooth night, anyway. See you around!))

MorgenMorgensson turns to regard Edwin for a moment, there's no problem there that a swift blow to the head wont fix at bedtime. If the little man thinks he;s going to chase that ferret all night he has another thng coming. Morgen himself slips off into the dark though, returning a short while later with two Y shaped poles and a crosspiece for the spit and a few smaller green sticks for the smaller cuts of meat. There's a long section of dead wood he's clearly intent on using as a hammer to slam the struts into teh ground. A man of few words is Morgen, but quiet, efficient action. His cloak is spread over the log seat, folded into a sort of cushion for him and his dear twin. They've travelled for many years and have settled into an unspoken routine at the campfire, each just doing their jobs quietly and efficiently

Verhowain whistles calling his ferret back over to him. "Yes you were a good fella coming to get help..." He opens his magical bag to put the Ferret back, the magically summoned creature vanishing once within the confines of the sack. He smiles at Kaelie, softly offering his thanks. He looks to Viv and while about to answer sort of points "There he is now." He smiles at Lin "Thank you M'lady Priestess... I feared for her safety..."

[Melly whispers to Wolftooth] ok you too...have funners!!!

[Wolftooth whispers to Melly] ((Thanks! You too.))

[Verhowain ] +He thanks Viv for the furs "Thank you M'lady..." He does his best to place them for Razor to lay on, he's not going to move her unless she wants to go that is.

Kaelie shakes her head at Edwins antics, but refrains from comment on the odd behavior. She catches Owain's smile, and can't help but return in kind. Something about the druid reminded her of the few happy moments in her childhood...

Wolftooth scratches at his muddled head, turning his attention away from Razor as he sees preparations made at the fire for cooking their hunting prize. Wolftooth takes that as the cue for him to get to work as well. The buck is hefted from Alfred's back and over his own shoulder, carried closer to the firelight so he can skin, cut, and clean his game properly. That same small dagger used before on the displacer beast is retrieved, and very soon Wolftooth gets to work on preparing the once proud beast for a meal with the skill that only a trained hunter and wanderer of the woods could possess, ignoring the lingering pain in his limbs and working fiercely with hard-edged gaze.

Vivican makes to grab the jester by his collar, fingers curling into a fist and lifting him from his feet should she get the hold "Come now, my little friend...A warm fire should be better than the cold unknown...Come, come and tell my brother your valient tales." Yes, she reall, really does plonk the comical fop next to her brother on the log "I'm sure you have tales of bravery to astound him." Her smile is devilish as she flashes it at Morgan, a lesson being taught, perhaps. After that though she moves to Wolf and the buck, her own hunting knife pulled from her boot "It will be quicker if I aid you, and you look to be as in need of rest as the rest of us....May I?" It was his kill, she wouldn't overstep onto it, that weould not be the natural order, Lioness waiting for the Lion to release the kill to the rest.

Raghnall grmubles and kicks the keep, there just went him getting his log AND his post,..... -_-

Raghnall 's still sitting and drawing in the dirt, his back partly turned t'wards the camp. He glances at his pack off and on, almost longingly at times. Shaking his head and turning it back to his ...drawing each time. He doesnt seem to be ignoring the camp, though he's not paying it much heed either. At times though, his muttering can be heard, mostly him going on about some old man and a lost Rune or another, .....and something about a Fox?

Raghnall Thinks thats close to what he had, -_-

Razor has one eye open to watch the proceedings, doing little else right now nor showing any signs of trying to get up and raid the carcus that Wolf and Viv are cutting open. Her whiskers twitch for a moment as she privately is greatly amused at Viv for snatching Edwin like some troublesome pup that just piddled on the carpet and puts him where she wants him to be. Lin's not skilled at the slicing but she gamely produces a wineskin of water with which to clean off the meat as Viv and Wolf cut sections before passing them onwards towards Morgen to spit on the sticks for the fire to be cooked. She attempts to open up a conversation, addressing Viv as she indicates the apparently antisocial Rag. "As I had mentioned before, my name is Linsida, this is Wolftooth, Verhowain and Kaelie" She indicates each in turn with a subtle motion. "I take it that you do not know the man you plucked from the hedges upon our introduction earlier?"

Razor checks her connection as she just dropped the frcken keyboard.

[Razor ] Edwin Morgen Wolf Viv Owain Kaelie Rag

Edwin looks at Morgen with a look of deep thought. "Say...have you ever heard of Count Morgan Rabblesfoot IV? No?! Wow...he was only one of the most deadly Vampire Kings ever...wow...Well either way, I was the one that took him down with little more than a dagger and a song." Edwin pauses for a minute with another look of deep thought on his face. This look is actually a little interesting, it looks a little like a child who is day dreaming during a boaring lecture from his parents. After his "deep thought" Edwin proceeds with "Man I tell you this guy was really quire the mean one, phew...I have a song about it if you'd like to hear it...no need to answer that I can see from the look on your face you want to hear it. I'll be right back!" Edwin happly prances off towards his stuff to grab his Mandalyn

MorgenMorgensson looks at Vivi a moment, She'll be learning her own lesson later fr this one. He hates bards, especially when they're all wind and no tempo. His shield is retrieved from the back of the log and turned over toi do duty as a cutting board. He takes the cuts of meat as they come and works on cutting them at first into very thin strips of meat. They're put against the spit stick to cook quickly so that the group has food in a hurry, noithing filling yet, but something to fill the gaps till something better is cooked. By the time he's done with the first cut of meat there are slivers of sizzling, cooked meat to be had and he's cutting thicker strips to be cooked. A roast can come later when they've had soemthing to take the edge off their hungers. he nods at Edwin, doing his best to appear impressed, but only a complete fool would be fooled by it "By all means, tell me of this vampire." Perhaps later Morgen will tell a few stories of his own, put this jester to sleep the easy way

Wolftooth was rather caught up in his work, startled by the approach of the warrior woman and her offer of assistance. His gaze falls distant as she speaks, half-distracted by something that still weighs upon his memory. After a moment, however, he moves aside, allowing her a place to work next to him. The kill may be his but the meal is for all, and the sooner the meat is prepared and cooked, the sooner everyone can feast, sleep, and forget about the horrors of the day. As he kneels over the deer, that single long canine hangs from his neck by a leather cord, swinging with his movements. As Linsida makes introductions, Wolftooth gives Vivican a curious glance, rumbling at her in his deep voice. "Brave woman who eats liver ... I would know your name," he implores, still looking like some wild and bloody barbarian the cat dragged in and chewed on once or twice for good measure. As the first strips of meat are cooked and ready, he reaches for one and takes a hungry bite.

Vivican 's apetite for meat should be paled at the moment the bile and coppery taste of liver still remembered, but the sizzling meat's scent is a hard thing to ignore, and with bare pause to wipe her fingers on the downy fur of the skinned pelt she reaches for a piece, following Wolf's lead. Her smile, well it transformed the harsh lines of her face into something young and vivicious, swallowing the first bite of juicy venision before her voice comes, "My name, Wolftooth is Vivicen, and the man by the fire is Morgen." The gesture over to the norseman met with a grin at his expression to the bard "As for the Mage playing in the dirt, well..We heard of him and gave to follow, in hopes of winning his aid...As now, we have the hope to gain all of yours. Finer, fairer folk we have not met outside the biting North. It is a honor to make acquaintance.

Verhowain smiles at Kaelie once more, gets up off his knees, his brown robe perfect for hiding mud and dirt, and walks over to Wolf, Morgen and Viv "Might I have a bit uncooked for our Feline companion?" He smiles, the fact he's uncomfortable among so many people apparent. He'd so much rather be out there in the brush but he had to stay...

Kaelie casts a glance in Viv's direction and inclines her head in a quick little nod as Linsida goes over the introductions. She didn't feel she had much to say to the warrior's at the moment, but it never hurt to be cordial considering the circumstances. She ignores the bumbling minstral who fancies himself a bard more or less out of hand, but she does spare him a passing glance when he goes to fetch something suspicious looking from his packs. With a faint shrug and another passing smile for Owain, Kaelie stands up and walks over to her own packs to fetch a waterskin.

Raghnall grumbles slightly. This time though when he goes to brush the Rune off the ground before him, his hand is a full foot above the ground. He sighs and stands slightly. Blasted Trip. ...The smell of cooking flesh catches his attention though, his eyes widen slightly and then he shakes his head to clear it as he pays abit more a attention to the goings on in camp. He sighs as he picks up his pack and spear as he turns to head in; only to drop them again, though actually in camp, on his way over to the fire and the small gathering of the group.

Razor fegins sleep, her eyes closeing but her ears keep moving periodicly as though intently listening to the conversation floating around the campfire several feet away. Lin watches Edwin run off to this things with a small smile and a shake of her head before looking at Morgen and acknowledging him with a more then charming smile. "We have all recently met ourselves, enlisted by the envoy of an ailing Elvin Princess (?) several risings past. We each have our own strengths and weaknesses that mingle well with each other though each is vastly different." Razor moves just a little whle attention becomes centered elsewhere, inching foward just a little beneath the fur Viv offered Owain for her use to lay practcially on top of her saddle bags as though hiding or protecting them from sight before once more stretching out half on her side. Lin smiles in greeting to Rag as he joins the group, continuing to rinse and pass slivers of meat to Morgen in the process.

[Razor ] Wolf Viv Owain Kaelie Edwin Morgen Rag

Wolftooth chew his meat noisily and with little regard for eating etiquette, following Viv's introduction of her companions, seeming equally suspicious of a warrior so disrespecting of his people's customs, as well as a practitioner of magic that doesn't stem from mother nature. As she continues, his attention is caught by something. "Biting north? You walk far." An image of chill winterlands comes to Wolftooth's mind briefly, carving off a hunk of raw meat and handing it to Owain to give to the injured cat. "We bring a message for elves," he continues as another bite is taken, talking with mouth full. "You help us, we help you."

Vivican 's mind is taken on his words to the distant tundras and rolling green hills of home, the cold so complete some winters that even the sea froze, the introspection bringing a smile to her face so whimsical of times, people and experiences gone. Wolftooth treated to a rare, true smile without the coldness that seems to shadow her eyes at most times "We both walk far, yes, and much have we seen and done in these lands in the name of good, as you seem to do now." Eyes to Lin, to acknowledge her words with a smaller smile, the memories sadly distancing themselves again, shut away "Variety, that is what makes life interesting...Diversity a blessing." A lump of meat she's just cut from the rump held to the druid, without washing off the precious blood "We will all be stronger as a group, my brother and I have prowess that will aid you if combat breaks out..We will travel with you and help you in this task, and then, if you are willing...Travel with us to aid the mission we fight for good."

Verhowain accepts the meat from both WOlf and Viv with a smile, thanking them all as he moves out of the knot of people and back to Razor, he nods to Raghnall on the way "Of what Fox did speak earlier?" He asks as he kneels back down beside Razor, slicing the large hunks of raw meat into smaller strips for her.

Leo appears in this place.. slowly looking around with his sharp eye's his lazer eye scope zooming in on everything, he then scratches his head and sees the target isnt here.. he then slowly turns and walks out

Kaelie takes a small drink from the waterskin. The water was slightly warm and a little musty, but it was something wet. She poored a small amount into her cupped hand and used it to wash the grime of travel from her face before returning to the general gathering. It wasn't as good as a true bath, however, but it was good enough for now. She nodded in agreement with Linsida and Wolf's statments, yet she dropped her gaze in distant thought rather than elaborating further on what they've said. She felt a little hesitant about returning to the land of her birth after being gone from it for so long. She couldn't even remember the last time she had word from her mother. With a faint shake of her head she offers the waterskin to Owain. "It's warm," she smiles faintly, "But I thought she might want something to drink besides the blood in that meat."

[Vivican ] ((She's AFK for a few mins..Needs a shower in the prep for family lunch, should be back by my next post though.))

Edwin comes back to Morgan with his Mandalyn and begins to play a tune. "Ohhhhh, there once was a count who smelled like a trout and really liked to shout, he made his way into the minds of others, and really didn't like to play nice, so one day I gave him some advice, I said to him, excuse me sir but I really do think that you should stop praying on others. He looked at me and said I think you'd be better of dead." Edwins vocals cease to a Mandalyn fill, followed by " As you can imagine, it hurt my___ fe-el-ings and I really___ did not know....what...to do. So there I was, left feeling all blue, so I picked up my dagger, and made a bradn new song...before long he was running aw-ay" edwin stops singing but keeps playing for about 2 mins. After the music stops he looks at Morgan with a look of pride...and that my freind, is about my encounter with the count... would you care for another tale?

MorgenMorgensson spits two of three of the larger cuts of meat to roast slowly on the fire before going back to slicing thicker strips to cook in the meantime so that the group has soemthing to eat before the roasts are done. He's half listening to the bard, blinking softly in the firelight. perhaps his first thought was right, nothing a swift blow to the head would be in order. In reply he gives Edwin a stick of cooked meat "After dinner, eat." half suggestion, half order something to occupy the jester's mouth for a while. Lin's smile is returned, a little subdued, a shy man in some ways he merely offers her a stick of cooked meat as well, doing what he does best. Vivi is the conversationalist of the twins, he tends to let his actions speak for him

[Wolftooth ] ((And brave Sir Robin ran away ... ~_0))

Raghnall stops slightly. Surprised at Verh, ...and then sighs and shakes his head. He must learn to stop talking to himself. He glances at the fire, listening slightly to Wolf and Viv talk about the North. He shudders. Dreadful place that. He catches himself slightly and clears his throat alittle as he turns to Verh, nodding slightly, though as to what is anyones guess. "Oh. Back at the Maze. There was this ...Annoy little Fox running around. Odd little thing. Seemed to be following me but always darting out of my sight when i went to look at the thing. Never paid it much heed though. Odd to think back on it now, considering the ...inhabitants of the Maze. It a wonder the little thing even survived the place for long." He smirks slightly at a thought. "Muchless i did, considering i was there a few days without coming across even One of those ...beast." He tilts his head. "Interesting things that they are though, i am Grateful i didnt run into one on my own."

[Kaelie ] ((Bravely Ran away away =P))

[Raghnall ] (((...though i dont think out of fear ;) )))

Razor 's head comes up at the smell of fresh meat so close to her nose as Owain comes back to kneel beside her. Hunger takes precidence over her sulking, the morsel that Wolf had given her earlier she didnt even get a chance to swallow before being broadsided out in the forest. She's already licking at her muzzle in anticipation. She's careful of taking the strips of bloody meat from Owain, her touch tongue snaking across his palm and fingers, for once eating nicely rather then acting like she's going to remove his fingers with the next bite. Lin looks intrigued by Viv's words. Morgen to her is the silent one, either he doesnt say much in general or he merely is use to defering to his sister giving Lin the impression that though they look to be near in age that Viv is the elder of the two. Edwins song has her biting her lip with a small grin at his clearly embelished tale. After witnessing his grand entrance in the maze its hard to beleive he has that much gumption as to singlehandedly beat a foe.

[Razor ] *Lin accepts the morsel from Morgen with a soft Thanks, daintily pulling the pices off to slip between her lips, still fighting back the grin at Morgens gruff words to Edwin in an effort to keep him quiet for more then a moment or two.

[Razor ] Owain Kaelie Wolf Edwin Morgen Rag Viv

Verhowain accepts the waterskin from Kaelie and smiles, grateful "Thank you, she will need water, I'm sure she's thirsty after the healing.." He arches a shaggy brow as he listens to Raghnall "The Fox, was it russet in hue or was it silver of pelt?" He continues to feed Razor, offering slice after slice, pouring water out in his bloody hand for her to lap up "I'll gladly fetch you a brace of rabbits if you mangle that minstrel's instrument whilst he sleeps.." He murmurs to Razor.

Kaelie supresses a groan over the singing; she'd been spoiled as a child with breathtaking song, and the minstral was nothing like the bards of the elvin court. She nods and smiles another vague faint smile, "It's not any trouble on my part.." she laughs softly as she hears his little comment to Razer, but she keeps any other comments to herself.

Wolftooth grunts at Vivican's words, not really approving or disproving, just acknowledging. The rest of the strip of meat is popped into his mouth. While the cause of good in general has never been of Wolftooth's concern, her talk of battle speaks to his heritage more favorably ... enough to earn his curiosity, at least. "Tell me more," Wolftooth inquires of Vivican, watching Owain and Kaelie join the others near Razor on the edge of camp and reaching for another larger slab of meat. At the bard's musical tale, Wolftooth can't help but remember his first sight of the bard, curled up in a ball and whimpering. That image simply makes him chuckle lightly to himself near the end of the song, which is nothing like the tribal music of his home.

[MorgenMorgensson ] Damn computer O.O

[Razor ] -morgen go on, Edwin can post when he returns. We're only going about another 30 min and thats it.

MorgenMorgensson doesnt believe a word of the bard's tail, and he feels the same way that Wolf does. his people do not eat the dead like that, and frankly he was a little offended at being expected to as well. In these matters it's Vivi who speaks for the twins, she's far better at it. Right now he's just quietly doign what needs to be done so that she can get on and do what she needs to do. They've talked this through and made their decision. he's a man of few words at the best of times, only saying what needs saying. perhaps that explains his aversion to bards, especially when they're telling stories. he settles next to teh fire, leaning against the log, watching teh fire and ocassionally turning a stick that needs it and removing to the side of teh fire those that are already cooked to stay warm

Raghnall lets the bards music pass. Not showing how he feels about it one way or the other. He watch Verh and Raz though while he's talking. "If i remember correctly. It was Silver. Though it had the oddest ...sheen to it." He ponders that slightly and then sighs. "Knowing my luck. It was probably someones Familiar sent out of the town to see if i actually found anything out there. ...Not that they could appreciate what i found if i did." He mutters slightly. "Blasted arrogant .... Wizards ." He again catches himself and sighs. "I am sorry. It has been ...a while since ive had a ...proper conversation with anyone. Mostly by choice in these parts. Post town never have any ...one of interest worth talking to. And all their ...Magic Users want to talk about is the best Spells to using for guiding ships. Dreadful place. No ....fun at all."

Raghnall grumbles Post = Port, ...moron, -_-

Raghnall like how he reads his post and its Just Fine till he actually hits enter reads it again, -_-

Vivican reaches to the flagon of Mead she and her twin were sharing earlier, a healthy sip of the honeyed drink before she offers it to the fellow warrior, and the delicate Cleric. A tiredness rings her eyes, little strain lines of worry sitting ill at ease on her young face, giving mock years to her, little pale wrinkles just echoing the fault line that runs full a dichotomy through her "Morgan I are were soldiers, in the North...After the war was over, we decided to see more of the world and found ourselves called to work for good, it was a chance to use the skills we had..With steel and shield, and to keep food in our bellies, though I would not have done work for any that do harm for the sake of it." No, not in their nature at all, prideful people, living by the morals they were raised, and on their own two feet, earning that they needed. "We are charged with a great mission, a destiny...And, if you would all be willing to help us on the path, there will be spoils for all, I am sure."

[Vivican ] *Are...well, were...

Edwin begins to stretch as fatiuge begins to set in. He looks over at Morgan for a few seconds before saying "Well, I'm off to bed. After all a man has gotta rest, never know when a smelly orc might pop out and try to kill us, or when a Warlock migtht come to burn the camp down, but when it does...someone has got to be prepared." Ed makes his way to where he is to rest for the night. He plops down and begins to drift off into a peacfull slumber. After a few seconds of him being asleep he can be heard muttering something about foul creatures and Orcs.

Kaelie grumbles and smacks the Keep.. >.

[Razor ] -everything aftter Rags post?

[Vivican ] 07:43:54 Vivican reaches to the flagon of Mead she and her twin were sharing earlier, a healthy sip of the honeyed drink before she offers it to the fellow warrior, and the delicate Cleric. A tiredness rings her eyes, little strain lines of worry sitting ill at ease on her young face, giving mock years to her, little pale wrinkles just echoing the fault line that runs full a dichotomy through her "Morgan I are were soldiers, in the North...After the war was over, we decided to see more of the world and found ourselves called to work for good, it was a chance to use the skills we had..With steel and shield, and to keep food in our bellies, though I would not have done work for any that do harm for the sake of it." No, not in their nature at all, prideful people, living by the morals they were raised, and on their own two feet, earning that they needed. "We are charged with a great mission, a destiny...And, if you would all be willing to help us on the path, there will be spoils for all, I am sure."

[Vivican ] 07:44:22 [Vivican] *Are...well, were...

[Vivican ] 07:44:53 Edwin begins to stretch as fatiuge begins to set in. He looks over at Morgan for a few seconds before saying "Well, I'm off to bed. After all a man has gotta rest, never know when a smelly orc might pop out and try to kill us, or when a Warlock migtht come to burn the camp down, but when it does...someone has got to be prepared." Ed makes his way to where he is to rest for the night. He plops down and begins to drift off into a peacfull slumber. After a few seconds of him being asleep he can be heard muttering something about foul creatures and Orcs.

Razor raises what passes for a brow at Owains words. What can only be described as an odd look comes into her eyes. Mauling the bards instrument doesnt hold any appeal to her, but there is something else she can do and get away with..afterall...apparently she wouldnt know any better. She laps at the water in Owains hand, her tongue going so far as to once more scrape over his fingers and hand clear up to his wrist, taking not only the water but the dried blood from his skin with rough swipes. Lin listens with only half an ear to Rag and Owain, her attention more centered upon Viv and Morgen, the bard and Wolf. She notices the subtle stiffness in Wolfs movements. "Would you like for me to ease your aches again Ranger?" Her tone is almost seductive but carries not much further then him as she listens to Viv explain about where they have been and where they are going. She gladly accepts the flagon, taking a sip of the drink before offering her thanks and handing it back to continue listening.

[Razor ] -last posts. Wolf Morgen Owain Kaelie Reg Viv

Wolftooth eyes the flagon warily, wiping his hand off on what remains of his pant leg before taking it and bringing it to his nose, snuffling inquisitively. At length, he throws the container back for a sizable swig, smacking his lips and wrinkling his brow as he hands the sweet liquor back to its owner, apparently not so fond of the taste. He nods briefly though, in hasty thanks of the offer. He does seem to approve of Viv's story, sounding a low noise of approval and nodding slightly. "Killing for sport is wasteful," is all he says as a reply. He still isn't quite warmed up to the idea of helping the others, but it would be fair trade ... a service for a service. And the chance for battle alongside other able combatants has its allure as well. To the overtalkative bard, he scowls slightly at the mention of his kin, a defiant look to his eye. "No orcs walk here. This is elf land." At Lin's approach, he seems to shy away from her just slightly, grumbling stubbornly.

MorgenMorgensson sits quietly at the fire, cleaning off the back of his shield again. From the marks on it it's used as much as a cutting board as a shield. he ignores the jester completely, as long as he's no longer s disturbance, Morgen doesnt care what the man does. The conversation over the fire is listened to carefully, Morgen nodding in the right places. He refuses to fight for evil, prideful perhaps,m but he has his standards. And he's not in this for money, although a little fame wouldnt go amiss. He's hardly a wealthy man, just keeps what they need. His disgust is spat to sizzle on the fire a moment at his twin's last words. Of all the words in their language he despises "destiny" the most, with a passion difficult to belive in the noble warrior

Verhowain frowns in thought at the rest of Raghnalls tale, "There is no need to apologize, I'm not all that good with people in such large numbers either though I fear it was something worse then a familiar... I could be wrong of course, it isn't like silver foxes are competely unheard of in these parts, but it is normally towards winter that you see them and as you said it had a sheen to it... It was more silver then white I'll be betting..." he shakes his head "No, no not good at all..." He keeps an ear turned to Viv's words while he ruminates on what could be in store for them this eve... "I'm definately sleeping in a briar thicket tonight, under one perferably... maybe there's some monkshood growing near by..." he nods at Wolf's words "It is elf land and they do prey on elves mostly..."

[Razor ] -Ver's words remind me of Aliens "They mostly come at night....mostly."

Kaelie gives Raghnall a sidelong glance as she lifts a brow curiously. "Well, if you come along with us I'm sure you'll find at least a handful of magic users to speak with when we reach our destination.." her lips twitch into a crooked smile after a moment. "Although, I can't promise to make any formal introductions.. I never was much for spending time mingling within the circles maguses tended towards." The tone of her voice holds some strangely vague depricating sound to it as she makes the reference to her heritage, but she doesn't look inclined to elaborate on what she'd infered in her speech. She casts a glance in Wolf's direction for the first time since he rejoined the camp, and for a moment it looks like she is going to say something else but stops before the words form on her tounge. With a shake of her head she levels a slightly sour smile in his direction after Owain makes his lovely little comment.

Kaelie notes that the sour smile was for Wolf

Wolftooth huffs and replies. "Orcs would be fools to battle elves in their home ... unless desperate." His words are spoken not from experience, but from a story he once heard from his mother.

Vivican hears the spit, the sizzle drawing her eyes a moment, her expression lost to the flame, dark and as brooding as her brother, her lips a taut line as she turns back, setting her shoulders firm. "Killing is not something to ever take lightly, or to do easily." Her voice low, harsh, hurting until she shakes it away and refinds the brightness of her smile, focusing on the warmth of companionship around the fire, another gulp fo the mead, mothers milk to the tall warrior woman. "We will help with your task, Wolftooth friend of the forest...Then, if you are all willing...The path will be open for you to aid ours, Magic, plot and the treachery of the powerhungry the threat.."

Raghnall nods. "Just my luck of course. The Sheen it had; ...was odd and out of place its self. If it was a Familiar, then it could have been anything from a protective spell to something that kept the Displacer beast ... from ....attacking ..." He stops, a small crease in his forhead as he goes over his current chain of thoughts. He then looks back at Verh. "And as i said the whole time i was there. I see not one. Nor was attacked the whole time." He sighs Deeply. "So i was either being spied on. Or Protected. Or ...who knows what." He mutters slightly; something along the lines of stupid luck and animals. He then nods to Verh as he makes his way back over to fire. Slightly lost in thoguht over the whole matter. Not really considering if the conversation was over or not. He does manage to arch an eyebrow at Kae as he makes his way in her general dirction. "Im not all that Sure that i Want to meet up with any ...competent Mages right now."

Vivican 's Lei loves ya all, very much, but her dad has just arrived to fetch her for lunch so she can't stay and do the dissection thing. Thanks for this morning! Byesy bye!

[Raghnall ] ((( Laters yous,......)))

[Razor ] nightly night Lei

Verhowain 's player waves to Viv's Lei.

[Wolftooth ] ((Those were last posts anyway. *waves* Bye!))

Vivican runs off for Roast lunch, nummy

Raghnall makes that *seen not see while hes at it, -_-

[Razor ] ok...how many want to kill Edwin now?

Raghnall only wants to kill the keep for making him crash, -_-

Verhowain just wants his instrument buried deep under something *G*

MorgenMorgensson raises both hands :P::::::::

[Razor ] that and does anyone want to wager a guess just what Razors gonna do to Edwin?

Wolftooth wants to take him hunting ... then get him hopelessly lost.

[Verhowain ] Tie him to a tree nekkid and leave him for the wolves that got away? *G*

[Edwin ] Yay...I'm doing my job *bursts out laughing*

[Edwin ] sorry...this is the first time in a long while I've played a character the way I meant for him to be lol

Wolftooth votes for all of the above.

[Razor ] we'll do half interaction/devlopment and then we'll move on to near town..mgiht even make it into town by the end of the next session. again sorry for being slow on the uptake today and being late.

[Razor ] actually, we just finished a session Starlin.

Wolftooth nods to Razor. "What she said."

[MorgenMorgensson ] Closed plot here, Starlin :)

[Verhowain ] I think you're doing a good job Ed..

Raghnall grumbles and gets what he can of the log,

[Wolftooth ] "Me too, Edwin. That song was ... lovely ..."

[Edwin ] Thakn you *takes a bow*

[Razor ] Does anyone recall what Morgen said about everyone having to stay upwind for Edwin? *EG*

Verhowain 's gonna be sleeping in briar thickets for days now *G*

[Wolftooth ] "I'll be saving this log as always ... you seem to have the worst luck with that, Trav."

[Edwin ] Aww you think so?...I'll write another about my encounter with William Teathersphere...Pirate King

[Raghnall ] waitwaitwait, are you implying i Ever have Good luck? =P

[Raghnall ] Verh! You havea king?! =P

[Edwin ] No, cause than he'd be lying =P

Verhowain neither denies nor confirms the existance of any person or persons known now, previously or in the future as the Pirate King.

[Edwin ] Oh it was a fierce battle let me tell you, but I smiled and he ran away...then I turned around and there it was, the biggest Dragon I've ever seen...I'd tell you about that but bad memoires* shudders*

[Razor ] Edwin nearly discovered he was crunch and was good with ketchup =P

[Verhowain ] Yup it's briar patch sleeping for poor Ver...

[Edwin ] Nah, I was too smart for it...I figured out that if you stand still it won't hurt you....much

[Razor ] I think i'm gonna have Lin offer Wolf a theroputic massage for his aching body =)

[Wolftooth ] "Sad ... Wolftooth didn't get the chance to brood in the corner. You guys actually got him to talk." *chuckles*

Wolftooth will likely be sleeping on the edge of camp as well, Owain.

Razor has a feeling she's gonna have alot of warm bodies snoozing near her

Raghnall bitch-slap Ed for winking at Ticker's girl! ;)

[Razor ] you gotta move your tent/camping stuff then Wolf

MorgenMorgensson already has his sleeping spot picked out, one of he advantages to setting up camp :P::::::::

Edwin laughs at the puny caster =P

[Wolftooth ] "You're cruel, Razor." ~_0 "Hope you know how sore Lin's hands are going to be after all that, by the way." *imagines Wolftooth screaming at her* "Harder ... harder!!"

Raghnall Coughs at Wolf, he didnt need that thought, thanks, =P

[Verhowain ] See this is the advantage of being a druid, he has no tent! *G* Under a thicket for him.

[Wolftooth ] "Easily moved, Razor."

[Razor ] Lin'll use a round stone like a rolling pin Wolf.

Edwin walks over to Kaelie and proceeds to practice his cheap pick up lines "Sooo baby are you tired?"

[Razor ] She'll kneed him till he's putty in her hands

Wolftooth straightens up visibly. "Ooooohhh ..." 0.0

Kaelie eyes Edwin up and down, "Do you want to know what it's like to be skinned alive?"

[Verhowain ] half orc putty... now that just don't sound like it'll be a big seller..

Raghnall Sighs at Kae, ...thats why Ticker wuvs her, ;)

Edwin timidly backs away "Ummm...I meant to say lovely weather outside eh?

Razor thinks that should be "Do you know what its like to be skinned alive?" Edwin: " No" Kaelie: " Wanna find out?"

[Razor ] well he was half Orc stone back in the forest...as Owain said once..thank the GODS for codpieces!

Verhowain 's hieing off to sleep, it beckons! See ya all later.

Raghnall hopes the Fox dont get you Verh, ;)

[Razor ] Night peopeles, am waaaaaaaay over due for my meds.

Edwin looks at Kaelie "Did it hurt?"

Raghnall salutes Verh! "Night Capt'n" =P

[Verhowain ] The ebil fox... it watches always... *mutters*

Kaelie smirks, "I imagine it did.. but I didn't think to ask.."

Verhowain waves to one and all and vamishes in a flash of pyrotechnics.

[Edwin ] I'm out of here, catch ya later everyone

Razor vanishes in a puff of fur....drugs....emmmmmmm o.O

MorgenMorgensson is out for a few hours of playtime and then return :)

[Razor ] Hope everyone got to know each others characters a little better, will see you next week guys!

Kaelie chuckles.. "Night all.."

Raghnall Sighs, here he thought was sposed to be the 'High' Mage of the group, -_-

Wolftooth shrugs and decides to call it a night himself. "See you next week, if not sooner!" *pOoFs*

[Raghnall ] Night Kae!

[Raghnall ] Night Kae!