The  swamp  west of Bowshot, North and west of  Razorhawk Village.

 Dras waits for the  resy of the group. Knowing   her brothers-in-blood would be slowed by the Humans that they had in tow.

 She jerked  around, for a moment , she though she  saw a small blueskined  humaniod...most certain she did..the  leaves were  still moving, or was that because of the slight breeze?

 The  smell of  the swamp carried  on each breeze...thick fetid smell of rotting  vegatation...growels of Night Hunters..and  splashes came  from both the river and the swamp  could be heard, as Natrue's Hunters were at worl

  It was said, only fools ventured near the swamp at night.....

She stood at the ready with her blades drawn, there wouldn't any reason to use her bow at this point, anything could come out quickly at her without any time to draw the string back. She stayed calm though looking around her every now and again, though her low light sight was fading a bit as the night became darker. "Hurry brother." she says to herself.

   In about  15 minutes  or  so the  group caught up to Dras. Ivy  will keep the watch, we eat cold tonight. get some sleep, as best you can, that we might move  out an hour before dawn... I am going to stay up awhiles, Ivy , Dras  and I..we will keep our eyes out for campfires...

  as the rgoup settles in..and things  get a bit  quiet, there is sounds or  rustling now and again, in the  brush  by the river bank, or in the  thick grasses andbushes  around them..Strange calls  will drift through the pitch black night, One cresant moon rising  , giving feeble  light, the other moon is New  and black.

  Haunting Cries that sound like people's voices, begging for aid, ...mournful sounds of Owls  and the  shrieks of Hunting Lizards and warm bloded creatures alike...and the tell tale sounds  of splashes in the wide Storm..as Hunters and Prey, play out thier stories...

She let out a sigh as they came near and shook her head some. As the night went she remained silent looking as each sound went off and stood for a moment to the human like cry.

Rolf puffs a bit as the catch up.  He wasn't used to anyone outpacing him, except for the woman who taught him the ways of the woods.  But after a few moments, his heart beats a bit slower and his breath evens out.  He didn't mind a cold dinner, as warm as it is about these woods.  Quietly munching his rations and taking the occasional swig from his skin, Rolf's ehes play over the others.  He still wasn't sure of them, but they'd proven themselves so far.

Settling down to his rest, his blade hilts held loosly in his hand, Rolf finds sleep a bit distant as he hears the distant voices.  He didn't feel any great need to go exploring.  He'd help someone if he came across them and they needed it, but it sounded too much like a trap to him.

Keshtheil was thankful for the magical energy that coursed thru him and he made note of checking each of the others once they got to the camp site. He did not need much to eat and he did not sleep like most did. He was taught the old ways of Reverie and followed it. He was not sure if Kree knew of this or not, but knew he had to let him. He walked over to Kree.

"I do not mean to be further a pest, than the lady seem to think I already am, but I will be needing time to refresh my magic. I also do not sleep; I practice Reverie and I just wished you to know, before hand."

  the  elf  nods, I hope your  reach Reverie, in these lands, it does not always  come. get the rest you can..however..be mindful, that most of our foes  do not care, if  we need rest!

Keshtheil nods.

"Is there a place you would like for me to be? I could stay close to the humans and if we are attacked provide a big of magical light for them."

  right now?  You know your  skills...place yourself where you think is god..try to have a rock at you back though...

She looks over to Kree in his conversation and grins a bit evilly. "More like a mountain..the beasts here hunt from the tops of large rocks." She laughed to herself as her attention moved back to the guard.

Keshtheil nodded to Kree and gave Dras a polite smile, then gave her a wink. If she wished to play him he would accomadate. He again made a mental note to himself and found a suitable place to refresh his magic.

Keshtheil knew that the crystal, on his staff could easily be used as his focus, for the different light spells he had. He would keep his stink cloud and magic missle, at the ready.

Keshtheil had finished his studying and slowly eased into the Reverie. It was, but a few moments, till he was once more home his faced buried deep in book. A sweet breeze  blew thru the trees carrying with it the smell of fresh flowers and the salt from the ocean.

Keshtheil kept reading when he felt a sting, in his ear. He had thought it was a bee sting, but felt it, in the other ear. He again felt the sting this time hitting him, in different places of his body. He now know that it was Teldenar. Keshtheil had once again out done him, in the studies and this was his payment, for such an act.

Keshtheil knew that if he retaliated, in kind it would only mean a beating for him, one that he would get sooner or later from him. It had been like that, for most of his time, on the island, but it was where he had been sent to study.

Keshtheil relived these torments over and over, as the Reverie went on, knowing that this was the way of the Reverie.

It was by the grace of Eta that Justin managed to keep pace with the others. Each mile which passed prompted a quiet prayer of gratitude from him. When at last Kree stopped they had rejoined the drow. Justin quickly found a suitable stone he could sit one that allowed him to both recover from the last 5 miles and give thanks. Within the half hour he had completed his devotion and set about enquiring if any of the others needed provisions for the night. Sharing a portion of his own to those who did not then moving to the next. As the others ate he sat vigil listening to the night sounds which abound. Adjusting to the moonlight glow he was able to tell the others had consumed their evenmeal, enabling him to partake himself.

With eyes closed and head lowered he thanked Eta for this day, her provisions and protection for all throughout the night. He then partook of his portion, loosed his armour and was quickly asleep sword and shield in hand against possible surprise
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   Slowy, at the  far east of thier little  camp, Ivy rises. His bow moves  smoothly up as his arm comes back with the shaft nocked. Once he stands....he is motionless for a second or two, then the  Thrummm of  the arrow and a Sharpe Cry of anguish COUSIN!


  Kree is  up, in a moment his  Bow brought back even as he stands, his elven eyes  searching the dark.............

  branches  and Brush Move. small squeeking sounds, like  a language, yet..not...

Keshtheil hears the cry of Ivyain and fights for a moment against the Reverie to bring himself out of it. Once he does it is another moment or two he is aware of what is going on.

Keshtheil blinks a few times to get his eyes acclimated to the darkness, as well as gather himself and began searching it. He instantly had his spells ready in his  mind.

"Say the word, if light is needed."

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She was already standing when the brush moved and without a second hesitation an arrow was released into the bushes to the nearest sound to her, before another second could pass she had readied another arrow backing towards the group some. "They smell repulsive." she wispers to Kree, her sense of smell still better then anyones do to her prolonged life under ground.

  Kree. his eyes  sarted  about, the arrow  drawn back, as was  Ivy's..I have not  seen them  yet....

  Kree's mood was  a little lighter that dras seemed to  have winged one, as a sharp , highpitched  yelp was  heard.

 ..this will give us  away, for certain, but..kesh? if you have light..use it...

Keshtheil was ready and hoped the others were, as well. He first needed to know how bright.

"I have light; how bright do you wish it to be? Oh, avert your eyes when you hear the spell go off, or you will be blinded, as I hope they will be."
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  The  Light spell Goes  off, there is some Highpitched  squeals  , the group sees 7 small creatures about 2 foothigh. They all have skin of Blue, though the shades  vary and some ar mottled with darkgreen. they have scaled  backs, and  Large oval eyes, they wear small leather outfits that would pass for armor, they carry small dagger-like swords. One Creature likes face first about 5 yards from Ivy, his blackshafted  arrow sticking  through its head...another one at the other side of the Camp has Dras' arrow through its legs..it is trying to crawl deeper into the brush........

 There  a 7 Unhurt cretures...actions?

Keshtheil takes note, of the creatures and part of him is intrigued, by what they are, but he takes notice to the small dagger like swords knowing that they mean him harm. He reaches into his satchel finding the correct pouch; opening it and takes out a pinch, of the substance. He then begins gathering the energy around him and speaks the words to release the energy at them, as his hands make a rocking motion back and forth. He lets the substance slowly fall to the ground.

"Somnus ocis, somnium mens, vicis pro somnus ut proximus illud ocis"

Rising swiftly Justin gives thanks to Eta for a sure hand as he moves forward to engage the nearest enemy.
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She looks to Kree and grins before letting another arrow fly. "Brother, if needed, I can flank them." She looks to the others as she readies another arrow, then waits for the call

Rolf finds the wee folk more of a criousity than a threat, though his naked blade is in hand just in case.  "What mamner of creature are they?"  He asks of anyone willing to listen.

 The  Creatures are trying to adjust there eyes  to the Sudden  Light, Ivy's  bow  thrums again, but the  Arrow Glances of the  scales of  one, and  skids off into the brush.. Kree fites  His  Arrow at the closest to them. The  Arrow  sinks deep into the creatures soft belly and Pins it to  a rotten Log..

  The  normally Coldblooded Elf  Shouts,these be Gremblins! They are thought  to be...myth...thier teeth bring sickness, shoudl they bite!..and they  eat anything they can kill!

 Justin's  Blade  Cleaves one , nearly in two as it lets  out  a high pitched shriek, even as  it lays there, nearly in half!

 Kesh feels  the  spell come back on him...he shakes  it off.. but  those  Gremblins  that still stand, look at him with a dark grin of  savagely pointed teeth..  Rolf  And Dras where holding thier actions...

 The  party has  Int.

 there  are 5 gremblins  left...Actions?

In reply to donsr (msg #25):

Justin delivers a cou'de grace to the creature infront of him. Before moving towards the next closest

Keshtheil looks at the creatures, with a new found respect. He was thankful, for his own blood that he was not sleeping right now. He quickly grabs the piece, for his next spell gathering the energy he needs and begins speaking the spell. He spreads his fingers wide and placing them over each other forcing it towards them.

"svila creber quod lentesco habitum illa creatura angustus

Justin casts a quick sideglance at Keshtheil Una nos mos castigo yon turpis silva creatura

   Kree  Fired off and  arrow  at the same  time as Ivy, both chose the  same Target, Kree;s  arrow caused the  Grmblin to twist , Ivy's  arrow slammed into its  chest and  it  fell to the ground.

 Dras's  arrow  Glanced off the  Creature;s  scaled  back.

  Justin waded  in with his  blade the  Grmblin  snered  as  it deftly moved out of the way.

  Rolf"  Bladelooked as if  it would  cleave the  thing in two, but  it  jumped  backwards as the Blade it the  turf.

  The  Webbing  flew  from Kesh's hands  as the stands  touched the creatures  they  frizzled, the two Gremblin's head turned towards the Mage,

  Mats  and Merik are no where to be  seen.

  The gremblins  turn to the underbrush to escape the Light, two small daggers  fly at  Kesh, one sails  over his head, and  can be heard  to splash in the  river...the other  sank into  his left thigh ( 3hps).

  the  creatures have  vanished into the underbrush..actions?

OOC, oops thought they were just hiding amending the post to rectify this   Justin scanned the area for signs of the remaining creatures Praise Eta for such sthength of hand anst guideance of Ones blade he gave thanks.
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Kesh curses to himself, as he sees his magic doing nothing. A part of him though, is amazed at the small creatures abilities to cancel out his magic and makes a few mental notes, as the first dagger whistles, by him. He takes, in a sharp pained breath, as the second blade sinks, into his thigh. Thoughts instantly begin forming, in his mind, as he fears the blade maybe poisoned.

Kesh reaches down and quickly pulls it, from the wound holding, on to it, so it cna be checked. A whelp of pain, followed by a cruse leaving his lips. He does not staunch the wound letting it bleed freely, in the hopes it will drag some, of the poison, if any from the wound.

"Little miscreant, stabbed by leg. Do you know, if they use poison, on their blades? If so, I do hope someone might have an antidote, of some sorts."

She would have normally went after the creatures but with this incident she would wait for Kree's word before charging after them. Instead she only stands there and looks over to Kesh shaking her head. "If you weren't useful to use in even this simplest tasks, Id let the poison go through." She would chuckle a bit and walked over to him, taking up his leg to look it over.

Annoyed at his previous miss, Rolf takes the blade in both hands and seeks to cleave the creatures between their top and their bottom.

12:26, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 17 using 1d20+1. Attack 1  Hits AC 0
12:28, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 10 using 2d4+3. Damage 1.
12:26, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 20 using 1d20+1. Attack 2.  Hits AC -3
12:28, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 9 using 2d4+3. Damage 2.

Kesh looks at her wishing now that he had stayed on the dock or never got off the ship. He waved her away.

"Then do not bother. I would hate to waste your precious energy, on someone, as worthless, as you say I am, plus I would rather die, from it then have to be indebted to you."

Kesh sat down and began examining the blade to see, if it is coated with anything.
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She laughed at him. "You wanted to learn how a Drow thinks, well your learning." She kneels to his leg again and grabs it a bit firmly. "Now hold still and don't whine about it." She looks it over again. "And you can't see as well as I can in this lighting."

Kesh looks at her and slaps her away.

"Take your hands, from me now, as for light. The light spell I casted is still working just fine thank you, for me to deal with this. As I said, I do not wish you to waste your precious energies, on me, so get your hands off me, please."

Kesh set the blade down and addressed her once more.

"As for how you think, I would say you do not. If, this is how you treat people who are here to help, then I do not think much, of your thinking. You call me worthless, but how was I to know that these creatures were resistant to my magic. I am a mage and magic is what I do.

Now leave be alone. I said I do not want to waste your precious energies, on someone, as worthless as you think of me, nor do I wish to owe you a debt, for your help."

Kesh began to clean the wound.
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   Walking over to the two, Kree shook his head...those things  are Called  Gremblins. They are thought to be  Myth...rumors have  been leaking for years, about them  sneaking  about the swamp, because of the uins , deep within..they Live on Magic  and Blood..they  eat, most  anything...They have  some form of  magic  resistance, and  are even said  to be able  to send  spells back against  thier foes.

  ..we have  two bodies here...they  would be worth alot  of  Money back at  Ironmond. If we do not head back, We can  cut  the scales off, and thier  claws, they will be  worth some  copin as well...

  The  absence of thier two friends............

She shook her head and looked to Kree. "He is lucky they didn't poison him, even luckier I'm not treating him as bad as I treated you when we met." She laughs and walks past him putting a hand on the elves shoulder, then vanishes behind a bush.

  Ivyian Cuts the  arrows  from the dead Gremblins as he says to  Kesh,..keep that dagger. Not  many folk see those  and live....

Kesh shrugged and kept, on dressing the wound when he finished Kesh went over to the body. He began to examine it. He got out his journal and began sketching it making notes. He made a small slice, on the hand, of the creature letting some, of the blood drip, onto the page.

Kesh set the journal down and went back to examining the body.

In reply to Keshtheil (msg #40):

After a quick sweep of the area to ensure there was nothing lurking about Justin approached the Mage. One doth surmise yon blackards hath injured Thee, goodelf. If Thee hath no aversion to Our assistance One shall undertake to render what aid One may. he offered
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  Kree pulled  a throwing dagger  from the back of his collar  and Knelt by  one of the dead Gremblins,..never thought  i would  see one of these, close up..,he  pushed the lips back with   the throwing dagger's point, there  were 3 rows of teeth, both  top and bottom, that fit together like putting  two hair brushes  together.

Kesh looked up from the body.

"If, you like. I am sure you can do a better job, of it than this worthless one did. You know they are amazing little beasts now that I have gotten a better look at them."

Kesh goes back to examining the body stretching out his leg, for him to work on.

In reply to Keshtheil (msg #43):

Justin places one hand on the symbol of Eta and focuses, placing a hand on the red arrows shoulder

Kesh turns his attention back to Justin curious, as to what he was doing.

"Do you know I do believe even your magic could not touch these little beasts."

In reply to Keshtheil (msg #45):

Pray forgive Our silght amendment of Thy perception. One doth not employ magics, One be a simple channel for such Miracles ast Eta doth will.
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She had ran off in search for her arrows that she had let fly at the creatures, keeping her eyes open for any more and her daggers on the ready encase some decided to come again as she searched.

Kesh nods and give him a smile.

"Yes, my mistake. It is said that it is considered channeling your gods gift to you. What I do could also be considered channeling the energy that are around me to be used for my spells. Thank you by the way, for your gift and what it did for me."

In reply to Keshtheil (msg #48):

Praise Eta for such opportune to be of assistance.
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Kesh nodded.

"Thank you for your kindness. It is not something that some seem to have. How long have you been, with them?"

In reply to Keshtheil (msg #50):

Less than a Week, such be an opportune to right the ills of such a corrupt world. Anst do Eta's works

Kesh looked at him, for a moment.

"You hold your faith very close to you heart. I hope it does not cloud your vision. I do not mean that to offend you. It is just history has showed that it can happen, even to the most devote, of man. Again I do not mean no offense."

In reply to Keshtheil (msg #52):

Mayhaps goodfellow ast such would be the will of Eta, as Lord of Fortune which doth include a myirad of aspects, opportunities ants challenges designed to test and purify the devout. He grins

Kesh grinned, as well.

"One could look at it that way I suppose. One could also say that power corrupts even the stalwart of hearts. Which history has shown to have happened."

Rolf moves closer to the fallen creatures, intent on learning more about them.  He uses his dagger and a stick, carefully prodding at the scales, looking at the talons and the teeth.  He considers their wounds, trying to decide what attacks worked best upon them.  "Nasty looking beasts." he observes to no one in particular.

Aye mere flesh anst bone, as doth some mind be flawed anst oft corrupted. Such be the test of Devotion, purpose anst strength of character.

  Kree Looks up at Rolf, ..it  appears that thier  scales do aid them in proctection, but thier  front  is soft as  any flesh...I am thinking  thier speed is thier most important  weapon, and thier ablitly to see in the  dark...the Claw can hold  weapons, but  seem  made to rip and tear...

Kesh nodded to Justin.

"I agree, with you good knight. You are considered a knight?"

Kesh also over heard Kree speaking and adding to his comment.

"You are correct, with your assumptions, but I think their most important weapon would be their ability to nulify magic, as well as sending it back at the caster. Those are two amazing and useful abilities to have."

Kesh went back to taking a small bit of flesh from the soft under belly. When a thought crossed his mind.

"Where would you be selling a full body, if you could and how soon?"

  ...That is  the hard  question, my friend.  The Wizard's  Guild, and the Sage's  guild  would  fight over  the bodies...the coin would be high, but  we would need to turn back now....the  worse shape the bodies  are in, the less coin they will be worth.

Kesh agreed.

"I agree that they would and the coin would be immense. I might be able to shrink them down to a very manageable size, as well as keep them fresh, with some simple cantrip, if you were interested and the magic resistance would allow it."

  The elf  shrugs  and Looks up at his  cousin who also shrugs,..I am unsure  of  the spell protection they have...this is the  first i have seen, or fought them...anmyone else who has  fought them, never  lived to tell the tale.

Doth soundeth like quite the novel preservative

Kesh once again nodded.

"If you wish me to try I could test it, with a simple cantrip to see, if they  still hold their resistance. I would think that they possibly do, though it could be something that ends when they do. It is up to you."

..give it  a try...if  the spell doesn't  work, we  may just take these bodies back to Razorhawk Village  and  have them start making  armor  from thier bodies...

Justin moved closer to observe what possible effect such attempts would have.

Kesh nods and began his spell. He found a spot on creature where there was blood and dirt. He began moving his hands back and forth above the bloodied area, then spoke some words.

tersus is macula


OOC: translation Clean this spot

 the moons showed it  was near mid-of-night. The spelldid not  work, But  Kesh could tell that he might be able to get  something  to work if he could  cast it strongly enough

Kesh took a deep breath shaking his head.

"They are stubborn even in death, but I think something a bit stronger than a cantrip might do the stuff."

..it  would  seem, our opther  magic  user was taken  by the  Gremblins...they eat most anything, but perfer the flesh of magi using  creatues...Merik has  went back to  Bowshot  to wait on our  return..so there is  Us...we needs  to decied  what to do...do we conrtinue  with the Hunt...or  cash in on the bodies...

But there be only Thee anst goodfellow Keshtheil

Kesh was studying the body once more.

"A stronger spell may work, if you wish me to try it. I am not sure I care, for the thought of being eaten, by these little beasties and are you sure that is what happened to the other fellow? Could it not be possible he also made his way back?"

Kesh looked around quickly.

Drasius emerges from the brush with no luck in retrieving her arrows and heads to Kree. "Brother may I speak with you alone please?" She didn't sound urgent or anything of that matter, she was just calm, though she did make a glance towards the magic users.

  Kree  looks  up into the  Night, the  Large  silhouette of the  closest  Moon, that was  new...everyone  get rest, we leave...in one direction or the other, as the sun rises...

  then he  walks over to Drasius to hear what she  has to  say.

  Ivy, sits on  one of the rocks   with  his  bow  ready.

She leans to his ear and whispers. "If we are to have a cold camp, then why do we have these lights going up, giving us away?" She pulls away and looks to him with a nod and a brow raised.

  ..My fault there...if we cannot  see them, we  cannot kill them...we got off  lucky this  time...not many folks  kill them, let alone have bodies to prove it by...

Indeed Eta hath smilde upon us this night to utilise such skill anst abilities of those within the Red Arrows.

Kesh looked at Justin, then back to Kree.

"So, what shall we be doing, with these creature?"

Rolf shrugs, though the question wasn't directed at him, "Leave 'em to rot?"

    We needs  deciede. If  we are not taking  them back, we should throw  them to the river, so  none  others  can profit  from our  work.."

Kesh looked at the bodies.

"They would fetch us a lot of coin, so I would suggest we get them back, as soon as we can. That is unless you have an unlimited pouch, of coins. Then we leave them to rot, in the river. I do believe that I know more than enough mages that would pay almost anything to have even one, of them though, if they are are rare, as you say they are."

 Ivy  chuckles,if  we get them back to Ironmound the GHuilds  will throw  coin at us  until we cannot carry any more...

Kesh nodded.

"Coin like that would supply us like kings."

Rolf looks confused.  "Having a bit of coin does simplify matters on occasion, but not in such untold wealth of which you speak.  it slows the feet and dulls the senses.  What would you do with such wealth?"

Kesh just looked at him.

"It is not cheap being a mage. Research into spells, spell components, and other things."

Rolf returns Keshtheil's look evenly.  "The mages of my land live often in the wilds, the lands themselves providing their bounty and whatever else is required.  You southlanders have odd ways."  A veritable speech by the taciturn ranger.

  Kree  frowns  ay Ivy who  just chuckles  a bit in return, then Kree  says,..the  coin will be  large for  two fresh kills such as these....we could have  an auction  between the Sages  Guild, the Wizard's  guild, and the Witch, and for that matter  the  Crazed  wizard who lives in his  tower in the Southeast Corner of the city....our shares  would be hefty, as would the share for the Company itself, but ...at best?...one  might only be able to take a year or so off from Hunting...

Kesh listened to the possible bidders and nodded.

"I say, with those you have mentioned alone. The bidding will be very heated and the coin very heavy. I say we take them back and reap the benefits they bring us. We not ever have a chance like this again. We can then venture forth another day."

  The Blue-eyed  elf looks at his  green-eyed  'brother',..I cannot  say, he is not making  sense. The  Pirates and such will always be here to reap, But  we have been here how Long?  and this is the first we have  seen of these things, let alone, kill some...

Rolf nods.  "I will return to the city if you all wish it, but in return I ask a boon.  When we set out again, it will be the cat folk we'll look to put down.  Agreed?"

  The   elf  nods  to Rolf,Agreed, that  is ore or less what  we set out  for, until this  winfall hit us...been  nice to get a live one...

Kesh stood there thinking, for a moment and then perked up.

"I do believe there is a way to accomplish that, but it would take a bit, of planning, as well as, a net, some knock out dust, cold iron shackles, blindfold, and wooden gag."

Kesh looked at the others, with a satisfied look.

  The  elf   and his cousin  laughed  a bit,...it  sounds  , as it  might  work. But, one  would have to find them. There could be a dozen  right next to us, and  we will not know, until the light goes out...

Kesh looked around briefly.

"Oh, I am certain it would work. I think I would also know, if they were around. It seems that they took a liking to me. So, when do we head back, with these? I will have to try a shrink spell to make them a bit easier to transport."

Kesh looked around briefly.

"Oh, I am certain it would work. I think I would also know, if they were around. It seems that they took a liking to me. So, when do we head back, with these? I will have to try a shrink spell to make them a bit easier to transport."

She sits back and watches everyone silently. She had found a nice large stump to sit by and now was leaned back with her legs stretched and crossed. She looked as though she might have fallen asleep right there.

  Ivy shrugs, we have  3  hours before  first light, I would  say  we are moving by then...cast your spell, see if it  will work....

Kesh nods and begins his preparations. Once ready he begins with, his hands spread apart and slowly brings them closer together, as he casts saying the words over and over.

"Quondam amplus iam fio vegrandis."

ooc: Once large now become small

The spell goes off, the target body shimmers  slightly, but  does ot get smaller. However, one of the wounds  seem to close, just a bit.

Kesh takes a deep breath relaxing. He then looks at the bodies.

"How intersting. It seems that my magic only managed to close a wound instead of shrink it. I would say, at this point that magic heals them and possibly powers them. It is time, for me to stop feeding them. I would also suggest that we check the body that just had the wound close. I would hate to bring that little bugger back. I also think we should bind their hands and feet just to be sure."
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  Kree Nods to Ivy  as  Keshtheil speaks  of  Binfding. Ivy chuckles  and  shakes his head  about binding  dead things, but  takes  the leather  straps  from his back pack he uses  for captives  and begins  to  bind them

Drasius opens an eye slowly, looking to the guys and smiles shaking her head, then closes her eye again before moving around lightly to get comfortable. After all she needed this sleep from being up for three days in a row.

Reaching out to grab one of the creatures, Rolf observes, "Nothing to be gained just standing around.  Back to the city, righht?"

   Aye, lets be off..grab the bodies  and wrap them in blankets...Looks  like  the Cats  wait  for another  day to die.."

Rolf wraps one of the bodies up in a blanket and hoists it to his shoulders.  He'd been known to carry a buck for a day's march, he could handle this.  "Just so the cats don't have to wait too long."

  Ivy laughs   a bit,...they will make  more. seems they are always in heat.."

Rolf shrugs.  "It has nothing to do with running out of cats, it has to do with teaching the feral bastards a lesson."  This is said with some heat, Rolf obviously has an axe to grind.

Kesh let out a deep breath as his eyes darted around.

"I do hope they are not vengeful little beasties."

  The group begins to  move towards the river  Tou again.. onc emore they have to struggle with   walking  South towards  Tou, or hoping to flag down a ship that will port them across.

Rolf had to admit, carrying the beast was a bit of a burden and he would be glad to be rid of it.  Still, when the idea of booking passage comes up, he looks doubtful.  "If these carcasses are as valuable as you say, do we want to risk the sailors turning on us?"

  Kree smiles  a bit,Ifv they do?  we  will have  a ship to add to the Crimson Arrow's holdings...

Without opening her eyes she spoke up. "And I can captain it with Kree as my first mate."

Kesh began to laugh lightly.

"I truely doubt you would be able to do that. I could be wrong, but I doubt you know anything of navigation, nor even the first thing about a ship. I could be wrong, but usually not."

Welcome  to the Lands of Laynak, My friend. YOu would be surprised  what folks  must learn to keep alive...

Again Kesh gave a light laugh.

"Oh, I would not. I am a mage. We have to know much to survive and then some. "

She looks up to Kesh and shakes her head. "But,it was easy to take you off guard when we met. Furthermore I can lead just as well as Kree. since he was the one who freed me and trained me."

Kesh gave her a nod.

"How do you know I did not let you take me."

Kesh gave her a smile.

"As, for you leading. I never said anything about that, just that you did not know anything about a ship or navigation."

Rolf shakes his head at what he thinks of as arguing between the others.  If the cats where near by, or most any other enemy, they'd have to be deaf not to know where the group of them were standing about.

Perchance constructing a makeshift travois or litter woudst prove beneficial for transporting yon bodies Justin suggests hoping those with the ability to see in the dark could find any material which can be use to construct either a travois or litter so they can to carry the bodies.
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  that is a goodly idea, we will save  some strenght  and get the bodies there faster.

  The Group Pushes  on A small Fishing boat is seen on the TRiver Tou, Kree waves him  down and  talks with them, they agree to port them across the river  for a few coins.

In reply to Ivyain Nightblade (msg #119):

Praise Eta for providing yon transportation. he declares as he gingerly assists to load the bodies aboard. Following this he clambered onboard and moved as far away from the vessels edge and the river as possible.
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Drasius Smiled as she entered the boat. "I'll keep point on the bow." She quickly took her position in the front of the boat keeping her bow at ready encase something went down.

Finding a suitably comfort place to pearch midships Justin sat praying to Eta for the benefits she had provided them.

  As the Boat started  towards  the other side, Kree  called to the Captain....for a ferw extra  coins?  we  will ride  with you Until we  reach the Free near the Black Timber...we will disembark on the   south bank...agreed?

  The Captin loooked at his  crew  and nodded,..if you use your weapons to defend us  , until then, there will be no need for the erxtra coin...if not? You have a deal..."

In reply to donsr (msg #123):

Justin nods. Without moving from the centre of the ship he slowly stands draws his sword and resumes his seat. Laying the ready weapon flat across his lap

Rolf finds a place near the front of the ship.  The sailors seemed to have all sorts of special names for directions, but for him, the front was the front, the back was the back, left was left and right was right.  Why they tried to take something so simple and make it hard was beyond his ken.

But there he stood, knees slightly bent to take the slight sway of the ship and his bow stave in hand and eye's gazing ahead.

"How long will it take to reach the Free near Black Timber?"  While there was something to be said for moving along by boat, Rolf still preferred using his own legs to get where he was going.  "Are Cat folk known to scurry about in these parts?"  With that question, his eye takes a glint of something hard and unforgiving.

  Ivy Nocks  an arrow  as his  eyes  keep  moving over the  waters. This ship wasn't  so big that  a Serpant couldn't  tip it over.

  They call it the Free...short  for Free Ferry. The elves  that man our  side of the ferry do not  charge, but the Humans on the Ironmound side of  it do...we should reach the  Ferry in a few  Hours or so..barring  mishap. As  For CAt folk? The Black Timber is in the  HAnds of the  RAzorhawk  Elves, but...we ..by no means..control it. There are beasts  a plenty there, and  the CAtfolk and Goblins  range as much as the Orcs  and the Slavers....a good place to earn bonties..if you  can survive
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Be the RAzorhawk Elves friendly towards the Red Arrows?

  Kree and Ivy look at each other, and to Drasius, they smile  and  chuckle  jujst a bit,when we first came to these lands, we made, but a short stop in Ironmound. We took a bounty to hunt slavers  and such...Cleaned up rather well...there was ...at the time...a small elven Village. Fierce  warriors...they were. But thier leadership was older and weak..they hide, ..they did not hunt. We brought a group of slaves  there, near some 30 people, humans, elves..a  dwarf or so...nearly half of them asked to be allowed to stay in the Village, that they might strike out  against  slavers  and bandits  and such.

The Elders, frowned on this. they wanted to remain hidden..they wanted  no part of  battling the slavers,  I had been...a bit vocal....

 Ivy grins,...by abit, he means he went ot loggerheads with them..

 After  a bit, they allowed the people to stay, the rest were escorted to Ironmound, to find thier  way  to thier homes. We brough in alot of coin, and that coin was fed back into the Village. We gbegan to fortify it, and more and more Elf groups filtered in to join the clan, and any slaves we rescued  , who wanted to fight back, joined as well.

 Razorhawk Village is the home of the  Crimson Arrows...the 'walk the Planl' is  our base in the city....we can find  help, and most aid  we need in the Village..these bodies  we bring, will help as well...
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In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #128):

Justin nodded content in the knowledge that there are others of a similar undertaking as the Red Arrows. Praise Eta Tis a goodly thing to have allies

  false  dawn was begining to rise, they a few mor ehours of dark, yet the  captain of the small shipp sailed up the Tou as if it were broad  daylight.

  About a mile up the river, they could see alot of torchlight on both sides of the river...the ferry..or  The Free...awaited them.

In reply to donsr (msg #130):

Without rising, least his sudden movement unsettle the boat, Justin peered forward looking towards the torches and torchlight. Praise the Almighty we be soon ashore anst about our business

Rolf looks a bit annoyed at Justin's observation.  "Just getting ashore leaves a lot to be done, once I have cat folk before me, then I'll share your thanks, though I know not of the god Almighty."

In reply to Rolf Liefsen (msg #132):

Justin gave Rolf a look of incredulity one that brought to mind a person looking at a rather bizarre event. There beith One...That being Eta

  Kree, and Ivy handled one of the bodies. Drasius stepped out ahead with her bow ready.

  Grab the other body...in about  2 hours , we shall be within  the walls  of Razorhawk Village.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #134):

As quickly as possible Justin alights from the boat. Once he's on more stable ground he helps with the bodies. Aye Goodfellow Kree, Two hours be a goodly time t'will help work out any kinks we may have got aboard. he smiles contently  grasps an offered arm and throws the body across his shoulders. Turning he strides up along wharf away from the boat.

Rolf moves to assist with the second body.  Seeing Justin hoist the body himself, "Want a hand?  If Justin does, then Rolf will move to do so.  Otherwise, Rolf will make his bow ready and guard the others on the march to Razorhawk Village.

In reply to Rolf Liefsen (msg #136):

Nay thakest Thee goodfellow Rolf, tis an opportune to work at lifiing anst carrying he grins. Sides such be additional protection, for us, from possilbe hostile missile attack.

  while they carry the other body, and Dras ranges  abit ahead of them, Ivy shakes his head,Those  Magic  users  do not last very long  do they...second   batch of them, that has  turned tail, and turned in thier pins....

 Kree shrugs ,perhaps?  it was not , thier turn to die... he grins at his joke.

In reply to Ivyain Nightblade (msg #138):

A truer word hath not been spoken as such Hath been Eta's decision to bring about. Justin grinned as he adjusted the small body to prevent its blood from splattering anything

Rolf nods, then adds, "Speak up if you grow weary and I'll carry the beast for a bit."  With that, Rolf moves a bit further afield and as Dras ranges ahead, Rolf tends to drop back to flank the group.