Eric sits on the log, and glances at the woman.
asmodeus looks at her for a second and says nothing, polishing his axe
Njord walks back over to the group grumbling "stupid explosive trees"
Ooc- it wasnt supposed to explode- it was the tree hitting the ground, making a boom
Ic- Asmodeus sits down and stays silent
OOC - well it appears that it did so go with it
Njord leans against a tree.
Ic- Asmodeus takes his helmet off for a bit and takes a deep breath "Whew" He looked pretty good, save a few nasty scars
Eric continued to sit on the log, surveying the surroundings.
Andersen grabs his kit, and looks at everyone, "I guess we're moving out now, how will the priestess be accompanying us?" he asks The Choir Novice.
The priestess slowly pushes herself up, and using only her arms, shifts to a chair like contraption.
The choir novice points at Asmodeus, "he will carry her" @BrokenAxels
Asmodeus groans "Fine" he puts his helmet on
"I'll help" Njord says and walks towards the contraption
"Here, come here lad, I'll strap the chair onto your back" Andersen offers, trying to make the punishment slightly less severe.
The priestess looks at Asmodeus, "If there is trouble, leave me, I can fend for myself"
He looks at anderson "ok"
he then looks at the preistess "Eh, im fine with it."
"So how am I going to help carry her if that chair-thing is strapped to his back?"
Andersen lifts the chair with his two top arms, while his bottom arms fasten the straps. tightening up a sort of harness that kept the chair secure.
"She's very light, just annoying" Andersen jokes, which the priestess responds to with a lazy backhand.
Asmodeus gets a shocked look "Wow- much lighter than i expecte- that came out wrong" he apologizes
"Oh.... Sorry I can't help." Njord says and walks over to his helmet and bag and puts on the helmet and picks up the bag and puts Fang in it.
"Shake her up a bit" Andersen winks
The priestess (Who doesn't have a name because I don't want to right now) scoffs, "Don't listen to him, he's an idiot"
The legionnaires (The NPC ones) that are accompanying them form up in rank. ready to go. the Versatiles sling leather bags over their shoulders.
Njord puts his war hammer on his back and pulls out his one handed axe.