The Road from Unoisque

The path between Unoisque and the temple was just as Gorien remembered if not a bit more overgrown. The winkled old map stretched out between his hands; he noted the next landmark on it and put it back into his satchel. Just one of the keepsakes that reminded him of Gerrard. That name made him look over his shoulder at the strange tall woman that rode next to him. He was a mite fuzzy about the details, but it seemed like she was old friends with Gerrard too. Of course, she also seemed to be friends with strange invisible little people that lived on her shoulder so he had to take her connection to Gerrard with a grain of salt.

"Are we there yet," piped up one of the twins. Gorien wasn't sure which one, nor did he care to much about it either. He just made a mental note to give Lloyd a nice hard smack next time he sees the jerk that stuck him with those two.

It was Master Fury that spoke up to answer the question, "Not yet, but it is not much further." The twin didn't respond except to move the stick so that the grape that was tied to it moved closer to the donkey that the twins road. The donkey remained uninterested in the grape. The young woman that rode next to Fury was happy about the news at least.

"Oh good. I was afraid our dear General had got us lost again." She glanced back at Gorien.

"No ma'am. We are in my old backyard so you don't your pretty little head, Ginelle . I'll make sure we avoid all the big scary mud puddles so you won't get yer pretty dress all ruined like," Gorien answered without bothering to look.

"Oh I've never had a problem getting dirty before..." Genelle replied as she leaned in towards her verbal sparing partner a bit lewdly, the large ruby necklace spilling out of her dress. Inara, the Cleric of the goddess, turned her head and blushed a bit at Genelle's display. She was new to the group, and her appointment had been rather unexpected, but she had a duty and would be here with them despite their... oddities.

"You think the town will be alright now?" Inara voiced up politely.

"Well I reckon good ole Smilie will be able to keep those boys in line, especially that there Fetter prick." Well this one time he...

It was Master Fury that first reacted to the sound of the loud snapping cacophony first. As the only one on foot, he rushed forward as a large trunk of a tree came hurtling towards the group. Focusing all of his Ki into two knuckles, his body in perfect harmony and form, he struck forward and shattered the dead tree.

After shielding their collective eyes from the rain of splinters. The team looked up to see 3 ettins charging towards them. Giant human shaped monsters, each with two ugly faces on their two misshapen heads, they wasted no time with threats.

Ahavat raised her hand and spoke in that a haunting musical that the rest of them heard before, as her blank white eyes stared intensely at one of the charging foes, who all of sudden stopped moving and turned an even more pasty color. Ginelle stared down another one who stopped along side his friend and started swinging at him instead. The third continued to charge and took a swing at Fury, who was able to side step away from the blow and using the creature's momentum, sent him stumbling forward towards the others. Bucephalus reared up, lashing out and striking one of its faces with his hoofs. With his horse keeping the beast's attention, Gorien drew his greatsword and brought it down on the other head in one fluid motion.

The two heads of the Ettin that attacked his friend were arguring about who's fault it was when the twins charged him. This was Gorien's first time actually seeing them in action and was curious if they would prove worth the lose of his precious sanity. The red one, struck out at the Ettin, attacking again and again until he was a blur of motion. The ettin tried to strike back at red blur, but the blue one was his shield. While the red attacked with reckless abandonment; the blue parried and countered every time the ettin tried to fend off the reds assaults. Gorien smiled to himself slightly. "Well, Lloyd... alright..." he said quietly.

It was a short time later that the ettins had all fallen. Gorien scanned his fellow adventures. Inara had taken out a small statue of the goddess and moved a bit away from the rest of the party. She set it down and knelled in front of it, whispering in what Gorien assumed to be some prayer, maybe to help him stop his wicked ways. The tall purple lady was just watching her, talking to herself all creepy-like. Fury was congratulating the twins on a job well done. Genelle was wiping some dirt off her dress when she walked over to him.

"So, you'll keep my dress from being clean... hm?" she asked him with an overly exaggerated hrumph.

Gorien struck out his finger and poked the gem that she was wearing. "That there is a worlds worth of trouble in woman form, Jerik. I hope you know what your doing."

The gem seemed to shine a bit as the voice of their fallen friend entered their minds from the ruby. "Oh yes I know, but she can do with this amazing thing with her..."

Gorien took his finger off the ruby, severing the mental connection. "All alright, I don't wanna know... besides folks... we are here." The turned to where he was pointing...

To be continued on game night 4/7/10