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  1. Cheezeegriff

    Chapter 2 - More Important is the Journey

    Jack grinned, and sighed with relief. "Sure. I'll take any form of gold or silver," he said, then reached over and put the dagger back in the fire. He wasn't looking forward to what was next. He took off his helmet and handed it to Priscilla. "Take this down to the stream outside and fill it up with water. Keep his fluids up." Then he turned back to Ronin. "You hiding any other injuries under all that blood?"
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    He's alive, yay! Glad to have you back. Sorry to hear about all the misadventures!
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    @The Blex This is your last chance to jump into the RP, otherwise I'm going to consider Ronin dead and bury him (of course it'll be a shallow grave, so if you want to bounce back to life a la The Revenant or something then feel free 😉).
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    Chapter 2 - More Important is the Journey

    Jack returned only a few minutes later with a bundle of sticks and some kindling, which he promptly dropped once he saw the man was still dressed in his blood-sodden clothes. "Move," he said, then drew his knife and cut away the bloodied clothing, revealing Ronin's long, lean figure beneath it, still weeping blood from a wound to his lower chest. Jack cut up more of the clothing and wrapped it into a blood-soaked lump, which he shoved into Priscilla's hands. "Put this on the wound and hold down." He guided her hands down, pressing them firmly to Ronin's bare chest. "Keep him warm," he said to the tiefling, then turned around, gathered his kindling and kneeled, rubbing his hands around a wooden stick to start a fire. It didn't take long. Some things you didn't forget. After a while his little patch of kindling started to smoke, and he blew on it tenderly until a small flame sprouted, then added twigs, and sticks. Finally he had a merry little crackle going, reflecting from his tiger and bear's eyes as they watched the proceedings. Drawing his dagger again, he put it in the tip of the fire, as well as his sword, then went out for more logs, returned and added them to the pile. When he withdrew his dagger - the one with the swirling metal that Ronin had given him - it was red-hot. "Hold his legs," he said to the tiefling, then to Priscilla, "Hold that arm down." With that he put the red-hot dagger over the wound and pressed down - sideways so as not to cut further - and let it sizzle the wound closed.
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    Mapping the Depths

    "Thank God for that," Jon said, once he and his bear were back on their feet. He had dove aside when the stag charged, off the walkway and onto the cavern floor below. The wind had been knocked out of him but aside from that and a general rattling of the bones, he and his giant white beast were alright. He dismounted and walked over to the stag. By God, it was huge. Why hadn't he been connected to an animal like this? It would be better than riding around on an enormously fat bear. He would look grand for once, instead of appearing like he was riding a giant, blubbery pillow. Speaking of which, the blubbery pillow's stomach was growling. "Seems like you're in luck, big fella," he said to his bear, then drew his dagger from its sheathe at his belt. He stuck it into the stag's neck right beneath the jaw, then stepped back as its blood pumped out over the stones. Jon looked into the saevion's eyes as they rolled wide, then grew dull as its huffing breath came more and more spaced out. "Life requires death," he said, with just a hint of sadness. Finally, once the saevion was silent, he followed the others down the slope on foot while his animals tore open the saevion's bowels.
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    Chapter 2 - More Important is the Journey

    Jack was only part-way up the mountainside when the warrior girl disappeared, swirling apart like so many snow flakes. It didn't take him long to find the wreck, obvious as it was, nor the warrior. There were footsteps around him, as if someone had been there recently. "Hey..." Jack said, tapping the man's face, but he made no response. Jack drew his knife - the new one that Ronin had gave him, and held it under his nose. Faintly he could see patches of fog on the dark, shiny steel. "Still alive... lucky bastard." Or unlucky, perhaps. Jack put him over his shoulder with difficulty then lurched to his feet. He trudged down the mountainside and back towards the cave, arriving just after his giant bear. "Get his armour off," he said to Priscilla and the tiefling, then turned back towards the exit. "I'm going to get us some firewood, get a fire started." As the giant bear settled down to rest by the cave wall, Jack headed out again in search of firewood.
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Good idea. @Inkinhart, decide whether you want to come with Jack quickly so I know what to post next. Either tell me here or have your character respond to mine, please:). @The Blex, do you want me to find you unconscious and carry you back, just to get us all together faster?
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    [QUEST] Night at the Museum

    "Hmm. Uboat, eh?" Jon said quietly, once he had found himself next to Edgar. "Why a Uboat? Might have a little problem there." He watched the girl storm off, watched the relationship between Edgar and this other man - Teddy, he had been called. It was why he preferred to travel with strangers. Too many complications otherwise. Absently he reached down and scratched the tiger behind the ear, inclining his own head as he did so, as if he were the one being scratched.
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Good idea, Jotnotes. @The Shy Fennec and @mag, let me know if you're planning to participate! Edit: Can't get mag's ping to work so I'll PM her instead. Edit 2: did I miss anyone?
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Excellent:). Well, let us continue without the others for a while. We'll see if we can get to a less complex situation and then open the RP to fresh travelers again.
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Sound off. Who's still interested in continuing this? I am:).
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    Chapter 2 - More Important is the Journey

    Jack had barely taken two steps towards the cave entrance when he noticed the horned-and-hoofed creature approaching the cave. "We're about to have company," he said, and placed his hand down besides his dagger. When the creature paused at the cave entrance and asked for food, Jack moved his hand away. This creature's intent seemed harmless enough. Just coming from a city of monsters meant he registered the thing's weird appearance with nothing more than curiosity. When it asked for food, he shook his head. "No food," he said, but pointed out the cave. "Plenty out there though. Tiger'll only eat you if you pet his belly." He turned back to check on Priscilla, and made sure Stripes put his head over her lap invitingly. "You want to help on a rescue mission or stay here and wait for us?" he said as he passed the tiefling, following the warrior girl's footsteps up the mountain.
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    Chapter 2 - More Important is the Journey

    Jack's tiger watched in dismay as Michelee trudged into the snow, walking away from the horned and goat-footed figure and off into the distance. The strange humanoid didn't seem very responsive either. He sighed deep in his tiger's throat and walked away, back towards the cave. Jack thought he misheard - the girl probably meant to say, I'll lead you to him myself. "I'm not much of a healer, but if I can help I will," he said, standing up from his slouch against the wall. "Where's your friend?" At that moment his tiger trotted up into the opening, standing calmly by Priscilla's side. Jack said to her, "Stay here. I'll go lend a hand. I'll leave Stripes here to look after you." He gave her a wink, then stepped out of the cave.
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    [QUEST] Night at the Museum

    Jon sat in the corner table, the tiger sitting at his feet. From here he had the best vantage over the cavern-cum-drinking hole. The patrons here were unsavoury, vicious-looking fellows, and he felt more uncomfortable than he felt was warranted. Hadn’t he been a soldier in the Dog’s Teeth mercenary Company? Perhaps he’d been herding around soft-hearted farmers for too long. He didn’t even know what his contact looked like. This was hopefully not a problem. Even though the tiger was under the table it still stood out, and he’d been getting looks all night. It had been a bastard to convince the door guards to let him in with his striped body, but when it looked like he was going to turn away they let him down. Obviously he was expected. Usually, Jon was a guide for travellers, but an encounter with a travelling caravan had brought him into contact with a witch, who told him of a magical artefact in an abandoned city. One that would grant him tremendous power. Jon wasn’t one to pursue power for power’s sake, but this was different. This artefact could complete him. So when he had heard about this job heading to the same abandoned location, he had decided to take it. Now, here he waited for his employer. He drained the dregs of his mug then put it firmly on the table, watching the band with the fiddle and the accordion on the opposite side of the cavern, scanning the dark corners for danger out of habit. Then his owl eyes watching the front door spied a beautiful, dusky woman in a small dress. Not a scar on her, as far as he could see. She and her companion appeared to be having trouble getting in, he thought with some amusement, though no sooner had he thought that that the door opened. He waited until they reappeared where his human (and tiger) eyes could see them, watching them walk across the cavern to the bar. They didn’t look like they belonged here. Perhaps they had something in common.
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    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Ok Mickey. We'll miss you:). @Inkinhart my suggestion would be that you assume Michelee wanders off, and so you follow the tiger instead.
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