Saviours, the game!

[Dracos]

O'karn shook his head, "Not good enough.  Describe more of his castle.  You had to have seen some of it.  What does it look like from the inside?"

Fearless Leader

[kpjam]

Drawl noticed that while strudy, he would be be able to rip it easily, with a little effort.  

The material seemed to be simple clothe, nothing of much value.

[kpjam]

Nodding to Arael and O'karn, he continues talking, "The citadel is constructed where the inside the mountains ends.   There are two buildings just inside the outer wall.  Then another inner wall protects the castle, which is built against the mountains themselves.

"The outer wall is surrounded by a moat.  The moat flows through the gates, requiring the gate to be lowered to be useful.

"The inside is large, but cold.  I was taken to a room, where Zaphiel sat upon a thrown.   There was nothing remarkable about any of it, as far as I know.  

"There were many people around, all carrying implements of war and hate," he grimaced at this point, frowning greatly.

"If you wish, I could draw a small map of what I remember when we get to my home. I'm sorry I hadn't thought of that earlier.

[Dracos]

"People?  scrawny humans?  About how many did you see?  Hundred?  Many hundred?"  O'karn inquired.

Fearless Leader

[Figment]

Moving to Arkanel's right, Devon seemed to glide along with an effortless grace, his boots peaking out from under the robe seeming the only indication he was moving at all.

He listened intently as O'karn questioned Arkanel.

[Jeram]

Drall looked up, realizing he should probably be listening.  "This castle, how well lit is it? And how shadowy does the surrounding area get when the sun is not at its zenith? You understand, this specifically applies to my own abilities."

Drall grinned and attempted to cast a low powered spell which would summon small shadows dancing in his hand, effectively demonstrating a facet of his magical ability.

[kpjam]

Drall's grin turned sickly as his hand flashed to his chest and wave of naseau flushed over him.  He stopped walking to catch his breath.

Arkanel stopped and stared at him curiously.

[kpjam]

Devon noticed something in the distance.

[kpjam]

"I couldn't say for sure, but I saw a goodly amount of people.  More than could have come from the town, that's for sure,"  Arkanel responded to O'karn while waiting for Drall to come to his senses.

[Dracos]

O'karn frowned, spinning around and grabbing Drall by his neck, hauling him up off his feet.  "What the fuck is wrong with you scrawny human?  You are like a baldheaded child on his first raid.  Showy and stupid."

Fearless Leader

[Jeram]

Drall snarled at the ogre.  "Put me down you big oaf!"  He tried to extricate himself while reaching for his sword.  'If he doesn't let me go, I'll cut off his damn fingers!' he thought angrily.

[Figment]

Devon looks more closely at the object that caught his attention.

[kpjam]

Devon stared intently.   He caught sight of the multiple movements in the grass about about fifty yards away.   It took him a moment to recognize them as large wolves that were running towards them from the east.


OOC:


Devon and Arael are closest to them.  
Arkanel, O'karn, and Drall were behind him in relation to the the creatures.  
Miaka is farthest.

[Dracos]

O'karn frowned as he swiftly brought the back of his gauntleted free hand across Drall's jaw to both shut him up and daze him.  "Stupid scrawny human.  What do you think this is?  Some sort of pleasure trip?  Your pathetic showing off will get us killed."

Fearless Leader

[kpjam]

Drall was again, dazed by the blow, his hand failing to reach his sword from the swiftness of O'karns attack.  His head was ringing and his jaw sore from the impact.

ooc:  Drall and O'karn are frozen for the moment.