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fionchadd; follows wist, but doesnt want to get too close; he's been watching her ever since she picked up that dagger.

#heaves pack onto back and begins walking up the mountin. A stone disloged by the partys passing falls down a steep slope of scree on the partys right. It tumples for about half a mile#

*Every sense wist has is screaming at him that he's being watched,
like someone or something is following his ever move.
A quick glance behind reveals its just fionchadd. probably*

[Aituár, in the distance]

*hastily jumps off the path, narrowly avoiding a rolling stone unexpectedly tumbling by, a stone that has been rolling for more than a mile due to the sloping terrain*

*pauses briefly, one hand shading her eyes, scanning the mountainside ahead of her, but doesn't spot anything in particular*

*continues along the path, and suddenly comes across a bunch of dead trolls*

*briefly considers searching their pockets, but decided not to, as the warm day already has given the corpses a rather poignant - uh - odour*

*sets off again, in an oddly trotting but efficient Oglala running style*

[Armond] I just had an idea!

[Fade out. Fade in. Pull back revealing that Lampwick is now carrying the entire party, supplies and equipment and all, on his back.]

[Damien] This isn't too comfy... your Henchman's wobbling's making me ill... The bacon maked me queezy... Can we stop?
*Damien's eyes flash red. He lets out a long, high pitched scream that seems sharp enough to shatter glass. He eventually stops, blood pouring from his nose and mouth.*
[Damien] I really want to lie down...

*Stares and casts [Scan]*

Um. Right.





There are two of you. Inside one. What the heck?

[Eric]It was a good idea, although I think we'd better stop, Damiens looking a little pale. I hope he's strong enough to walk, otherwise we've got a bit of a problem

[Damien] Oh just leave me to die. Everyone else does...
*Looks up, eyes flashing red.*
[Othervoice] Danger ahead! Beyond the next turn. something awaits us...

*Rubs fists.*

Good.

*Damien looks up at the creatures on the hill. They look like small Grim Reapers, riding a circle of cards. Almost a dosen of them appear, and draw cards... The Cards project blasts of magical energy, proportional to their number. 2 is very weak, King is Very Strong. Ace casts Death. Damien barely avoids the first blast, a Jack, but a 6-shot hits him in the chest, knocking him over.*
[Othervoice] You'll regret that...

[Eric]What the hell is that?. I've never seen anything like it. Can we kill it?

[Othervoice] Easily. [[Fire 2!]]
*Incinerates the first Card Reaper. The creature writhes in the flame, dying slowly. The others spread out, fearful of a simmilar fate. They look fragile, but they have speed on their side.
[Othervoice] [[Ice!]] Missed! [[Ice!]] Bah! [[Meteor!]] That got him!

#Eric pulls the mkII composite crossbow be bought with the money got from Galyana out of his pack and shoots the second card reaper

[Armond raises his staff]

[Armond] Hyper Fire!

[A vortex of flame appears, converges on a single point between all the Reapers, and explodes outwards, blasting all of them. Armond gives a thumbs up.]

*Damien continued to attack, until a Reaper drew the Ace... Damien was struck by a blast of energy, and collapsed. He rose again to his feet, blitzing the Reapers with magic. Many died, and the others fled. He slumped back to the floor.*
[Damien] I...feel... happy... at last... I'm sorry I put... you... in danger. Fiends... are at.. attracted to me... This way... you're safe... and I'm... happy. Go... Forget me... Before... It gets loose. I'm in no pain. Just... go... I'll hold it... draw the... fiends away...

[Armond] Uh-oh. Anyone know any white magic??

[Lampwick] No good. This is a plot-based injury. He ain't comin' back.

[Zid] We've taken too much damage, we're gonna' crash!
[Merc] Zid, I have every confidence in you getting this ship flying again...
[Zid] Gee, thanks.
[Merc] As for you surviving the crash... toodles.
*Leaps over the side, and is lost from sight.*
[Zid] God Damn it! When I get a hold of you...
*Then he hit the mountain.

Oh alright... BANG!!!! *

#Eric put the crossbow away respectfully, he would take his hat off if he was wearing one#

[Wist]
*presses a couple of coins into Damiens hands, theres a glit of gold*

*to Damien*
for the ferryman, safe jourmey.

I think we should get moving, i get the feeling things are about to turn nasty.