rocketrobie2

Crystal Universe

@Akayaofthemoon@HaltingBlooper That makes three of us.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Baldur was still skeptical but his fire wasn't working out to well and he knew that he couldn't stay here all night and even though he still didn't trust the woman, he didn't want to be out in the woods by himself. He started walking after Raven as he followed the woman further down the road.

Legacy: The Fourth Reich [WWIII/Superhuman RP]

@Double That sounds wicked cool and not at all anticlimactic. :D

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

"If you live out here then how do you keep all of the... things, that live out here away from your home? From what I've heard its pretty tough to settle up here, especially by yourself." Baldur said still suspicious but lowering his weapons as he now used it to assist with walking rather than combat. He doubted any of this was going to end well but he realized that may just be his elderly nerves talking.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

I feel so bad for making Baldur give Ivan the stink eye xD

He doesn't deserve it,

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Baldur gave the boy Ivan a death glare when the boy silently told him to put his stick away. The rest of the group could trust the woman all they wanted but he'd read up on all sorts of nefarious magical items and beasts that could be at play here. "What's your name." Baldur said to the woman, more as a demand and less as a question.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Baldur doesn't trust this lady at all. being the crotchety, untrusting old guy that he is.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Baldur didn't make any move to put away his fighting stick as he didn't believe this woman had good intentions in the slightest and he didn't feel safe with having this woman so close to the group. He'd heard stories about witches and monsters in the guise of people and these woods had an horribly eerie and dangerous feeling to them that were only amplified by the woman's sudden appearance.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

As the screech was heard from back at the camp, without a word, Baldur dropped the sticks he had been collecting and sprinted as fast as he could back to camp. He arrived panting heavily as he saw that the group had finally put the horse down. Baldur felt a ping of sadness for the Caravan driver but he quickly discarded this thought of pity as quickly as it had come to him. Baldur then noticed the light heading in their direction and got his large fighting-stick out, ready for a confrontation.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

"I'm just trying make things a little comfier while the others try to carve that horse out of the ground." Baldur said as he spotted a small bunch of sticks and began walking towards it. It wasn't logs but it might help keep the fire going a little while longer. Baldur noted that Jameson kept calling him gramps which he really did not appreciate. He was liking this group less and less.