Brock Marsh Runoff wrote:Dorgio gives the boy an approving smile, then slowly backs away from the bear as well, watching it to see its reaction to the food.
The animal walks slowly over to the food, sniffs it, then sniffs the ground where Dorgio and Jon had stood just a moment before. The bear then bites the parcel, holding it in its jaws , and waddles off into the woods from whence it came.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Alain glances up, hoping to see Benn, or some sign of him, at least. All Alain sees is open air and sunny sky. There is no sign of the archivist, and no sign of a portal. It's as if they had all just appeared in thin air some distance above the surface of the grassy vale.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Alain will step to the side to ready one of his pistols for use later on . He make's to be sure far enough to the side, to not be blind sided by Benn coming through the portal .
"Evil only endures when good people remain silent ."
Tony inspired by Thomas Jefferson .
"Good move, laddie. I got me this feelin' tha' that bear wouldn' 'o' 'urted us anyways. Keep an eye out fer an owl. I remember a bear an an owl in me dream." He looks up at where they arrived.
"I wunner when Benn's gonna arrive? 'e shoulda bin here by now, I thinks. Um, after he arrives we should lookee fer some civilisation. Or follow them tracks."
Dorgio considers Norzak's words. "We needed the rest, but the trail grows no warmer for our waiting. Let us follow the tracks, when Benn arrives."
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
Benn's posture drops somewhat, relaxed. He reaches around to his pack, trying to unsling his crossbow slowly to avoid startling the creature. He squints in the dim light, trying to see exactly what the rat has in its jaws.
Adam wrote:Benn's posture drops somewhat, relaxed. He reaches around to his pack, trying to unsling his crossbow slowly to avoid startling the creature. He squints in the dim light, trying to see exactly what the rat has in its jaws.
Benn takes a closer look, and see that the huge rat has the silver key in its jaws! The beast watches Benn intently, its yellow eyes following his every motion. The black mass of lesser vermin behind the big rat now move forward to join the hound-sized rodent where it crouches atop the Doctor's putrefying corpse. Dozens of beady eyes glare at Benn as a hateful tittering noise rises from the swarm of filthy creatures.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Brock Marsh Runoff wrote:Dorgio considers Norzak's words. "We needed the rest, but the trail grows no warmer for our waiting. Let us follow the tracks, when Benn arrives."
Buckman announces-
''I'm going to do a quick sweep of the woods around this clearing, and have a closer look at this here trail of sooty tracks. I'll keep within earshot, don't fret none. Hey Jon, why don't you come along with me, boy?''
Jon nods and follows Buckman to the edge of the vale. In a moment, both the tracker and the red-haired youth have vanished into the treeline.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Once Buckman and Jon disappear from view, Norzak turns to the others.
"Whutcha thinkin' bout Buckman? He seems awright by me so far. Though I's no expert, Denys seems ta 'ave lossa Falkoovneea pals. I dunno lots bout them, but somethin' bothers me bout them. Mebbe iss theyre attitude, I dunno. But I think we should keep an eye out on Buckman just in case."
"Buckman seems a fair enough hand, but you are right, no sense in being too reckless. As for the Falkovs, it is odd to be seeing so many of them. Walking like they had pikes up their <i>seggs</i>. Perhaps they are bringing gold to the Sancerres...perhaps the gold that bought our gifts."
The priest considers the head of his new spear. "Starborn iron, a fine weapon but a strange material for a gift. I have been thinking on it. Whatever attacked Jon, could some other metal besides silver pierce its flesh?" He lets the question linger a moment. "Could some other metal detect Jon's affliction? I am loathing the idea of talking to the boy about it, for fear of startling him away again."
He looks to an errant patch in the sky, not sure why he'd think the portal came from there. "Seven hells, what delays Benn?"
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
"I dunno bout Benn, mebbe 'metted some foes? As fer Jon, I's not knowin' in thems matters, Dorgio. I does know a dwarven priest type fer when we git back ta tha city. Mebbe 'e knows more 'n' tha 'umans ye've spoken ta."
He raises an eyebrow at Norzak, as if offended by the dwarf's suggestion, but the quizical look quickly becomes a wry smile. "After tasting dwarven ale, I am having no doubts about your healers.
"Now, this portal," he says, turning to the country side. "The other side, it must be somewhere here, yes?" He mutters a prayer of revealing.
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
Benn slowly brings the crossbow up to his shoulder, unnerved at the sudden coordination of the rat swarm. "Very well, mein herren," he mutters to the brown furry creatures, "Perhaps you will not be so brave without your leader."
Holding his breath, he pulls the trigger and fires.
