“The names Tarkur, but this is a one way trip to whatever home you have and passengers are not allowed.”
He continued searching.
“I’ll take Vladin.”
“Then that’s your choice not mine.” he said
He searched another pile of trash.
Masdor Cerin slowly crawls out of the bush. He walks away hoping the two don’t hear or see him.
Rena heard him.
“What was that?”
He stops dead in his tracks, slowly crouching down further.
Rena looked around for who made the noises.
IC: Tarkur lights a little flame in front of him “What do you think you’re doing?” he said to the creature
OOC: Tarkur has very good hearing
OOC: He’s 15 feet away, how can he light a flame in front of him?
OOC: okay he shoots a ball of fire that landed in front of him, are we good?
OOC: Yep
Masdor stands up and turns around while drawing his mace.
“I thought she was the only one here, how much did you hear exactly?” he said
Rena drew her sword.
Lorens sees nothing again. He lands and takes a cat nap.
“Just you two squabbling, it was rather annoying actually.”
@Morgy “Oh really, well since I can’t abandon you now when you might know valuable info, I can’t really let you go, now can I? so you have to come with.”
Lorens starts to itch himself in the sand, he’s lonely.
“How about…no” Masdor runs back towards the beach.
“Scrap! well he’s gone now.” he muttered
He went back to searching He told Rena to pick up the paste.
Masdor Cerin stops running right at the tree line. He climbs a tree and crouches in the branches.
Masdor wakes up, he heard a noise of something climbing about a dozen feet away from him. He stands up and walks towards the noise, drawing his falcata.