Concordia, Elpis - Friday Afternoon

[dwarvenswagger]

The previous location of the island had been familiar in a way. A little woodsy and, dare he say Elvish, but familiar enough. Yes, even with the slightly murderous bear people.

This one, however, was completely alien.

Thorin found himself eyeing the strange city of Men with its constant announcements about this 'Meriff' person and 'H' shaped monstrosity in the sky above them with no small measure of distaste. Perhaps the land beyond here wpuld prove less strange? AHAHAHAHAno.

[expecting one, but open if you like!]

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[crimson_sister]

Lucille laughed. "Well, good then." She set off towards the lava hill, making sure to take long strides that Thorin might not be able to keep up with. Especially since he had an axe to carry.

[dwarvenswagger]

Okay, that was just rude. "In a hurry?" he asked pointedly.

[crimson_sister]

"Difficult to keep up?" Lucille asked in return.

[dwarvenswagger]

Yes. "No."

[crimson_sister]

"Good," Lucille said. "I thought perhaps you were looking a little short of breath."

[dwarvenswagger]

Was that a joke about his stature? He was almost positive it was.

It was enough to keep him from noticing what could be considered birds circling up above. "I'm fine."

[crimson_sister]

Lucille looked up. "Those birds look rather..."

And then one of them dived at her. After the experience with the bears on Endor, Lucille was more prepared, but she still mostly managed to wave her knife in the air before throwing herself to the side to avoid the bird.

[dwarvenswagger]

Which was why Thorin was pulling out his ax to smash the poor, poor, ugly bird... thing.

Which shrieked in rage and was promptly joined by it's divebombing compatriots. This was a poor choice on their part.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille stabbed around herself at random, which wasn't a very good strategy either. Perhaps the birds weren't particularly intelligent, or they preferred to take out the more dangerous target first.

[dwarvenswagger]

Any native would safely say the former to be true. But most of the natives were a bit off their rockers, so...

"I think prefer the bears," Thorin snapped, cleaving one in two.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille stabbed again, this time actually managing to hit one of them. It shrieked provided they shriek and barely managed to flap away.

"At least they don't throw nets at you."

[dwarvenswagger]

Luckily shrieking was basically the only noise they made.

"They threw nets?" Apparently Thorin had missed out! How sad. There was a beat as he killed another of them, thinning out the flock with each blow. "...are they dropping money?"

[crimson_sister]

Lucille was momentarily distracted by that, but quickly had to return to waving her knife about as one of the creatures tore at her hair. She gave up on dignity and rushed over to Thorin, ending up with her back to his.

"What do they do with the money?"

[dwarvenswagger]

"I haven't a clue!" Why was this land so strange?!

[crimson_sister]

"At least the nets made sense!"

Small bears in a forest throwing nets over you made more sense than flying creatures with money that attacked you for unknown reasons.

[dwarvenswagger]

"The bear people didn't make sense either!" Because they could argue about everything.

[crimson_sister]

"Ouch!" Lucille stabbed at the creature that had just attacked her.

"Why not?" It was a good reason as any to argue, especially while being attacked.

[dwarvenswagger]

Which meant Thorin threw himself back into the tiny, mostly just annoying fray of battle to kill that creature until they were left in silence.

"They just were." There was his logic.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille was going to ignore that he just had defended her. "Perhaps we should return to a safer place?"

[dwarvenswagger]

As was well and good of her!

"For once I believe you may be right. "

[crimson_sister]

Lucille didn't even bother to reply to that. Instead she turned and ran towards the doorway back to the city, hoping the damn bird-things would not be able to catch up.

[dwarvenswagger]

Thorin frowned down at what looked like a glowing pink tube with a needle on the end that the creatures had also dropped before following. While making certain no more attacked.

With all his wee rage.

"I have had better walks."