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It didn't take long for the company to get going. For that Rovaan was glad, less time spent idle and more time spent going towards a payout. While the importance of the mission could not but taken lightly, Rovaan was more interested in the potential payout of this endeavor. He had used up the last of his coin to get his supplies and refill his flask.

Then came Ethel's orders as the group crossed the farmland. Rovaan didn't mind taking orders so long as the one giving them was competent. Incompetence had gotten may of Rovaan's previous mercenary bands killed and he was glad that Ethel seemed to have a hand on things. With the orders given out, Rovaan took out his bow and knocked an arrow to the string.

''A sound plan a very sound plan indeed. One question....when we make camp for the night, what is the watch order. Don't need to get ambushed while sleeping after being so cautious on the road.'' commented Rovaan as he took to scanning the countryside.

25-Jun-2015 04:57:33

Venom1383

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Zed

The young albino had returned to the Foot with his supplies packed. He had to swipe a few extra coins to purchase the last few things he needed, but nevertheless, he was ready. He had picked up his staff, his traveling boots, one extra set of clothes, a few days' worth of food, and the books he had saved from the Mages Guild. Now they were all tucked tightly in his traveling pack.

Zed followed Etheldredda's host of adventurers out of the tavern and into the countryside. Strangely enough, he hadn't seen much of the open farmland in his life. He had rarely ever left Copperdale.

The mage always had trouble following orders, but for now he complied. Their leader seemed competent, which was more than most of his instructors at the Guild could say. She was worried about bandits, but this group had already defeated an army of two hundred. They were one skeleton down now, but they could certainly still defeat any assortment of random highwaymen.

As he walked along, using his staff as a hiking stick, the gem at the staff's crown glowed a faint blue for a few seconds. He had activated a passive ward, which would notify him of anything humanoid in a short radius around them. Being a passive spell, it wasn't too reliable. It would only detect humanoids, so a wild animal, or something more sinister, wouldn't be picked up. And a mage could easily hide himself from it. But with Kuro scouting ahead and Siera's flute presumably proving watch, it should suffice.
Ramsay Bolton is the king we deserve.

25-Jun-2015 18:08:34

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Sileo

Sileo raised an eyebrow at Cain's offer. The mercenary knew he was going to die; he was practically begging the assassin for mercy, even if he didn't want to show it. The decision was his. Raspur's offer did make sense — he was simply a pawn in Soahc's game, and he'd be tossed away as soon as he wasn't needed.

But Sileo had worked for plenty of employers who were just the same. After he had finished the job, some of them would try to kill him and save themselves from having to pay up, like running a horse over a used harlot. But here he stood.

Soahc had requested he put on a show, and while he wasn't much of a showman, slitting a beat dog's throat didn't seem too appealing. "You kiss your sister with that mouth?" He gave a quick taunt, before putting on a subtle smile. "Regardless, you have a point. I don't look forward to being burned alive or tossed to the hags sometime down the road."

"I just wish you had told me before I tossed that flechette. It's coated with silver tarantula venom. It causes blood to rapidly clot in the lungs. You'll stop breathing in... Fifty seconds, I believe?" He was lying, of course. The flechette wasn't coated with any sort of poison. "Fortunately, here's the antidote." He produced a small vial of blue liquid, and haphazardly tossed it to Cain. This too, was a farce. The vial contained an ultra-powerful fast acting laxative, just as deadly as the fake poison Sileo had just invented. Swallowing it would cause the victim's life to run down his trousers in steams of red and brown. The only thing Sileo wasn't looking forward to was the smell.

Henry

"Count me in." Henry spoke up, accepting the elderly adventurer's offer. While he was past his prime, Karstone seemed an experienced adventurer, something he respected.

He stepped over and introduced himself. "Henry Compton. Been desperately needin' some action." He cast a glance over to the blue armored girl, before looking back to Karstone.
Ramsay Bolton is the king we deserve.

25-Jun-2015 18:45:28

NotFishing

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Joric Ironfist - Farmlands

Joric took position on the right hand side of the group as they walked. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of Ethelddra's orders. Yes, they made sense, but she was very serious about the whole thing and seemed to expect rigid discipline and complete obediance. Joric was used to a bit more freedom.

For the trip, he had bought several days worth of food - bread, meat, and even a bit of cheese and fruit. The latter he would eat early on, before it could spoil, but at least he was smart enough to understand the importance of nutrition on any adventure.

His armor clanking lightly as he walked, Joric kept an eye on the surrounding countryside. It was unlikely that some bandits would attack a group of travellers armed to the teeth with nothing of clear value, but you never know.

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Alicia Vendal - The Plucky Whatever-The-Hell-It's-Called

Apparently they were friends now. Huh.

Alicia figured she might as well go along with it.

It was then that another adventurer spoke up, asking for people to join him. He carried two hammers, and seemed to already have a knight with him. Alania asked her if they should go with him, but before she could say anything a dwarf came barging in and then proceeded to loudly order a round of drinks for everyone in the pub. They were just about to leave, dammit.

Speaking of orders, she remembered that she had ordered food a few moments ago. She quickly went to retrieve it, and then returned to Alania a few moments later eating a piece of mutton in quick bites. "Yeah, sure... might as well." She said in between bites. More people meant more of a reward to split, but she'd worry about that later. This seemed like a mission better tackled with numbers anyways.

Finishing up her food, she left her plate and fork on a nearby table. "We're going!" She announced.
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

25-Jun-2015 18:49:47 - Last edited on 25-Jun-2015 18:50:28 by NotFishing

Annie1227
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Judy said as they walked,"I will do the first watch when we make camp." She really hopes that they would let her do the first watch. She couldn't fail Soahc. -Dances-

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DESMO
Desmond inhaled hard through his nose to return the snot, that was dripping out, to its rightful spot. He took a deep and sighed. "I guess ill help you. Aint nothin a mage like me can't do." He boasted. He looked down at the thorns sticking from his stump, and raised it so Rickard could see. "First we gotta patch me up!" He said rather excited even though he was in pain.

"Then we have to get some supplies, and a horse... OH! and some armor, wait no, magic armor that talks. You know like a sidekick, well your sidekick because you're my sidekick and i can't have two... or can i?" Desmo rambled on. "These won't do!" He tugged on his torn pants, which was the only item of clothing he had. "I need a suit of armor!" He looked up at Rickard like he was going to make all of this happen.

26-Jun-2015 04:22:29

Inferi

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Pubs, Farmlands, or maybe some of both

Although Joric did*’t seem to direct his comment about moving forward towards the musician, the fact that he had said it made her feel a bit better about him. It confirmed her assumptions that he cared, and meant such a thing would not have been his first choice. That made it easier to trust him, and that was something that she had a feeling she would need in the coming weeks. As for Kuro and his comment about it not turning out the same as last time, all she could do was nod. There may be a sense of danger in the air surrounding this, but it wasn’t the same as Copperdale. Now, at least, they knew what they were going for, and hopefully they would be the ones with the element of surprise.

Excusing herself to go gather whatever she could, Siera motioned for the flute to come along as well. It did, but not before it made a rude noise in Joric’s direction. Although its musician may find the puns humorous, the flute, it seemed, did not. The puns were on the level of bad as the practical jokes the flute liked to play when it could, and that was a space that could only be filled by a single being. Robnoxious seemed to be the only one of the trio that did*’t care one way or the other, choosing to trot off after Siera without a single reaction. To any of those that remembered from before, he hadn’t seemed to care about whether she was particularly near to him before the events in Copperdale, and so it may seem a bit strange that he now stayed quite close, usually only a foot away at most.

Truthfully, Siera had little to gather. She had few possessions of her own, and the most valuable were always with her. The pack that she had once carried around had been lost before the battle of Messia, and the transition to a single place of residence had stopped her from finding another. That was the first thing she had to find, and once that was done it was only food that was left.
Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

26-Jun-2015 07:14:34

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Fortunately, she had enough money that it could buy her what she needed, but compared to anyone else her funds were quite lacking. It was the sort of thing that came with having no real job, something that she had never gotten around to fixing. At least now she did*’t have to worry about that, not until she came back, but since coming back wasn’t going to be easy the return wasn’t something she was going to try and figure out yet.

The food that she packed might seem somewhat odd to most, mainly because it contained no meat at all. In fact, everything she had was a fruit of some kind, and the two canteens that she had purchased she filled only with water. She knew that such things spoiled much easier than preserved meat did, but eating it was somewhat of an impossibility for her. Her captors had tried when she had first come to this world, and she had immediately thrown it up, her stomach rejecting something that did*’t exist in the Citadel. In fact, her retching had been so severe that it had been thought she was about to die from rejection, and when she recovered they had never brought meat anywhere near her again.

Apart from food, she packed only one change of clothing, knowing that any more would be a burden. She hoped that they wouldn’t be necessary, but given the way these things usually went it was entirely possible that some part of her outfit would get destroyed. Battle tended to cause such problems, especially when the combatant wore no armor. Apart from not owning any, she had no idea how to move properly in most sets and couldn’t effectively carry them. It was a burden she couldn’t quite afford to bear, and the way she fought it was unlikely she would need to.

She also packed some sewing supplies for the same reason as the clothing.
Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

26-Jun-2015 07:14:41

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Making it back just in time, her preparations taking longer than she had expected, Siera arrived to everyone getting ready to leave. Unable to have much of a discussion, she scrawled a quick note to the innkeeper and hurried out the door. The contents were to the effect of, “
I’m leaving so do what you need to with my room.
” There wasn’t anything of value left in there, so it wouldn’t be a problem if he decided to repurpose it.

Although she wouldn’t admit it, Siera was somewhat jealous of Kuro. He had a horse, and that made travel much easier. Even without that benefit, though, she loved all animals, and horses were not an exception. It made her think back to Messia, when she had been fortunate enough to ride on a Pegasus. It had been a wingless one, like she was, but it had moved with such majesty and grace that she had been enthralled by it even while weaving spells to keep the several pursuing demons from killing herself and Cadmus. Maybe one day she would have the fortune to ride one again, but she doubted it. Those creatures were rare, and finding one that would allow it was even more unlikely.

Nodding to Etheldredda, as a written note would be useless in communicating anything to her, the musician looked towards the flute and pointed upward. It had heard the order, of course, but it did*’t like being used like that and therefore needed the extra prodding. She had known that, and smiled as it made continual grumbling noises while ascending. There were few things that it wouldn’t do when it came to ensuring her safety, but it never seemed to like the tasks that required it to do a lot of nothing for a while. It was directly opposite from her, as Siera disliked the moments of action such as battles. It made her much more comfortable to do something like sit on watch or play music continuously for hours.
Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

26-Jun-2015 07:14:45

Inferi

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It was a bit strange, actually. Everyone else had something that they needed to do while it was her flute that was the one doing the work. Remaining in the center of the group and focusing on walking seemed a strange task with everyone else so organized, but she figured that it was for the best. Unlike Zed, her magic would make their position clear to everything around, and she needed more time than him to cast anything substantial. Being somewhat free of responsibilities was both comforting and strange, and she supposed that it would just make sense to be ready in case. They could almost certainly handle any amount of bandits, but that did*’t mean some wouldn’t try.

Still, since she had no duty, it gave her time to do something that she had wanted to do before but hadn’t found the courage to. There was too much at stake here for her to let her dislike of combat stop her from protecting others, and she knew that she might not be able to use her magic in all situations. That left only the swords that she had, and she did*’t know how to use them. It would take them multiple days to get to the woods, and although that was not nearly enough time for her to learn much of anything it would be a start.

To that effect, she began writing a note. It took a minute, but once it was done she patted Robnoxious on the head, offered him the entire notebook with the note written on the front, and pointed to the one who was riding a horse out in front. With a short bark, the hellpup took the note in his jaws and started moving forwards, towards Kuro. It did*’t take him too long to get out there, although he could only give a somewhat muted bark to let the man know he was there and that he had the note.
Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

26-Jun-2015 07:14:55

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