Location:
Llobrokor Mountains
[@Pyromania99][@VitaVitaAR]
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“Dunno much. Some woman was leadin’ them. Green clothes. Used a bow!” Gunnrun nodded. “But he can tell ya more when we get to the city tomorrow, aye? I think I’ma turn in for the night. Hands hurtin’ a little and I’ve had a bit of a long day.” She’d say, though it didn’t seem like she had any bedroll or something with her, the Giant would merely lay down on the ground next to the group on her side, holding her head up with one arm for now. “Don’t you little ‘uns worry. I’ll make sure nothing sneaks up on us while ya’ll sleep.”

“H-hey not fair! This is crueltyyyy!” Wisp whined, watching a tool of her future amusement being snatched from her with ease. Still, the promise of new snacks and more bread caused Wisp to pause her whining lightly, pressing her malformed claws against the glass and judging Fio’s words. “Hmph, I’m a powerful fairy not a kids plaything.” She’d grumble. “But fine. I can show you. Later though, being bounced around and smelling this horses’ butt all day has made me tired.”

“Indeed, we likely shall. I was hoping this would be a simple matter, but…” Elnith sighed. “Seems there’s no end to trouble. How unfortunate.” The swordswoman sighed, tossing a few sticks into a fire pit she had been working on quietly. Sucaria would simply plop herself down on Luna’s bed, and though her face was as mildly unreadable as it usually was there was definitely a certain bit of excitement to her demeanor as she’d wait for Luna to also turn in for the night.

And assuming there was nothing major else the group wished to speak of, nothing else would bother them through the night.

The next morning passed without incident as well. Camp was broke, cleaned up and Sucaria had made breakfast for everyone. Aside from her also giving Fio the same drink from yesterday and looking at her expectantly, nothing unusual happened as Gunnrun.

“You guys sure you don’t want me to carry you all?” She’d ask. They had gone quite a bit of ways into the mountains now, Gunnrun traversing the rugged terrain with barely breaking a sweat. “We’ll be there soon now. See that mountain o’er there?” She’d point with her prosthetic to a large mountain just across a valley they’d have to go down. “Other side of there and we’ll be there.”

Wisp was snoozing quietly in the jar still, having behaved herself.

Location
Harzel Plains
[@Crimson Paladin][@BrokenPromise]
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“Mhm…interesting. You are…strong.” As Reinhardt struggled with the beast, it seemed oddly calm for its predicament. Its head and horns were locked down certainly, and as Luana would throw more seeds at it it merely ignored them - for the seeds and bindings on its front claws were already withering and dying within seconds. “Alas…strength will get one…only so far.”

In the same instance that Ethelred’s lance struck forwards, the beast would suddenly twist its head, its long neck twisting and turning as though it had no bones in its body whatsoever as it shoved off the ground with its rear legs, its sinuous body not bothering or being held down by Luana’s plants as its body was now nearly completely vertical, the beasts head managing to pull itself free from the situation from its odd positioning. The Frozen knights lance barely grazed the top of its head, ice forming on its head, but quickly seemingly to melt and decay as the beast would grab ahold of Reinhardt’s shoulder with a claw and with uncanny agility and dexterity leaped off the knight, landing some distance away gracefully on all fours.

“I…am the Herald of War. Of Bloodshed. Of violence. Theyyyy…will die. Yooou, will die.” The beast made another leap backwards, another airy roar escaping its maw before it leaped forward, coiling its body together into a sphere once more and barreling towards the three knights. Once it reached Reinhardt once more it instead shifted its focus to Luana as it uncoiled, horns and fangs bared towards the druid.