Classic 3.0

[Verbatim]

~By the gods above...what are riding into...~

Turning around and moving as quickly as he felt was safe to travel unnoticed, Veitus made his way back towards the others, breaking into a full fledged run as soon as he could.

Reaching them finally, Veitus tried to catch his breath as he filled them in.

"Ahead...10 minuntes tops...ogre...huge axe...four orcs at his side...twin cats...things growing out of their backs...coming this way...looking in corn fields...have to move...move quickly..."

Panting heavily, Veitus swears he hears them now, even though he knows it is just his nerves.

 

[Mithreander]

Noticing the speed that the enemy group was traveling at, Veitus is confident that he quickly out distances, though he's surprised at how close his companions are to him. He must have been watching the orcs for longer then he though. The party was only about 10 minutes away from the party of orcs.

 

[kirinke]

Aenilaen curses softly in elvish as she quickly reins in her horse. "That's seven to four Brechin and we have no idea what those cat-things can do. And this place is not exactly defensible." she said, remembering what her teachers hammered into her. "My teachers have always said 'Those who exercise caution live to fight another day. Those who rush blindly into a fray do not rush out again.'"

Despite this, her hands are firm on her bow, knowing quite well they could probably not outrun those things. "But then again. We have no choice," she added as she notched an arrow to her bow, waiting for the right opportunity, waiting to see if the orcs are well and truly hostile. But then, given their treatment of the farmhouse, that might well be a given thing.

OOC:
Myth, my character has 1 rank in dungeneering and nature. she too would be wracking her brain to try and remember what those thingies r.

 

[deadestdai]

Brechin's eyes widen at the dwarf's report.

There is no way we could survive against such a group! What are the chances of us being able to go around them? The young man thought back to his studies with his mentor and tried to identify the cat-like creatures from his memories.

(OOC: Can I make an intelligence check for this? *grin* I know I'll probably fail, but I feel Brechin would try to wrack his brains as he is a little industrious and imagines himself as one who "should" know.)

 

[Mithreander]

Bretchen wracks his brains and the only creature that comes to mind is the displacer beast... but he thought they were MUCH larger then the animals that the dwarf reported seeing. Would the opponent be using very young displacer beasts, or was he remembering incorrectly?

 

[Verbatim]

"The only option I can think of is to ride through the field and away from them. However, we will have no chance of hiding once we go full gallop, but I also do not know how long they will want to pursue us on foot."

While the others are discussing plans and thinking, Veitus moves over to his mount and loosens his crossbow and grabs his bolts.

"Whatever we do, we need to do quickly as they will be upon us soon. If need be, I can act as a distraction with my crossbow and maybe catch some of them unaware with my shots."

 

[kirinke]

Aenilaen frowns. "I'll stay with Veitus. Two archers or crossbowmen can do more together than one alone. And for the love of all gods, try and kill anything that smells of magic first." she smiled grimly at the dwarf. "Let's make them sorry they ever set eyes on things that are short or have pointy ears."

 

[Verbatim]

~There goes the element of surprise...

Nodding grimly, Veitus secured the bolts in easy reach and prepared to resume the trek towards the approaching search party.

"Brechin, keep the princess safe as long as you can and if things begin to take a turn for the worse, remember her safety is paramount to ours."

Looking over to Aenilaen, Veitus wonders how good with the bow she truly is.

"We can strike them from the fields hit and run style. Maybe if we are lucky the orcs will fall leaving us only the ogre and cats to deal with."

That being said, Veitus hides his worry as best he can and begins returning up the path, his crossbow as heavy as an anvil in his hands.

 

[kirinke]

Aenilaen follows Vientus' lead, stowing her backpack securely on the horse, leaving her only with her arms and armor, bow and arrow at the ready....

 

[deadestdai]

Brechin shakes his head admirably at the other's bravery. Halt my friends! He calls out, hoping to stop them in their tracks. As much as your offer is galiant, it will aid us not, for they are too many in number and I fear your well aimed arrows will do little to slow them. The cats, "displacer beast-things", are canny creatures and all too difficult to hit with bowshot. Come back and mount once more. Our only option this time is to try to ride around this threat, or to head back the way we came and choose a new direction to take.

He hopes his words will have their desired effect, he had seen enough death amongst former party-members in the last couple of days.