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[b][color=662d91]Interacting with:[/color][/b] Jack, Corc, Dannisus, Lui, Aelih
[b][color=662d91]Mentions:[/color][/b][@Valkon] [@Jensoman] [@tex] [@Dartbored Fairy] [@Zyngard][/center][hr]Jack had gotten ahead of him at some point, though Gabriel was more glad that he could cover the rear rather than him having to stick so close. Nevertheless, he knew the path was clear and he could slip through a number of skeletons if it meant he can get out. However, his eyes were still on the two people there. Gabriel knew that eventually he'd run out of arrows again, and he didn't see any corpses around here that he could loot to get more arrows. Maybe some stray arrows the skeletons shot out, but that didn't mean much if he had to charge in a horde of skeletons to get his new ammunition.

Perhaps he had been too focused on trying to snipe down other skeletons for the mysterious woman and flute guy that he missed the exact moment the forest golem decided to go all ballistic on the ally. The only thing he saw was the woman's flying body. He scrunched up his face as he saw her land - no doubt some parts of her was broken if she was still alive. But the flute guy seemed to have thought that she was still alive as he rushed towards her, but signaled for him to retreat. 

Nodding his head, Gabriel turned back and headed for the West Gate where he saw the ones at the tavern. Well, what were the odds of that, right? Then again, most of them looked capable when he saw them at the tavern, so there should have been little doubt in his mind that they would have surprised. The orc, Corc he learned his name was, was present as well. That put him a little at ease. If he didn't go ballistic like that golem did, and it really did look like the orc was docile to the living, then he was safer than he imagined himself to be. Gabriel had stayed quiet for a while - gaze flickering to every person there. He wondered if these were the only ones that got out save for those in the Church that flute guy managed to evacuate. Hopefully not. 

He reached back again, counting how many arrows he had left. He wouldn't say he had plenty, but if there were no more fights to be fought that was a full-blown war like this one, then this was enough to last him for a while. But maybe he should make more later. While thinking this, his feet practically collapsed under him and he sat down. Perhaps it was because of the excitement but he felt like he could just lay down here and sleep. Resting for a while doesn't seem like a bad idea, but he knew that he needed to be prepared to move just in case the skeleton horde decided that coming after them was their next agenda.

The talk of the map was brought up when the orc asked Jack about it - referring to him as the gauntlet man. He also said that it was Fran who had told him that. Oh, so she [i]was[/i] alive. That was good. He'd rather have her alive really, considering how well she fought during the short time he actually saw her fight. She may be crude, but he can certainly appreciate her skill and straightforwardness. Can't find much of that these days, with people full of secrets and whatnot.

Procuring the map from his bag which had miraculously stayed with him and relatively unharmed during the fight, he waved it in front of him so the group could see. [b][color=662d91]"You mean this map?"[/color][/b] He questioned with a small grin on his face. [b][color=662d91]"I can understand why Fran would want to look at this again. It's too much of a coincidence that Nadska is crossed out here while the forest is encircled."[/color][/b] He opened the map to show everyone what he was talking about. 
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