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"Ahem, the dead guy?", said Duro'than. "You guys head on up to look for a suitable place to camp. I'll bury Ronin. My axe is not just for cleaving.' This being said he grabbed his axe and started digging in the frozen ground.
Editat Sâm 14 apr 2007 20:17
Ias was still like a statue near the bodies. *Eventually, the body is discarded, is it?*. The horse touched with his wing the face of the human body. He stroked it gently several times, looking at distand shores of eternity.*Death came thundering for this one. He can't help us to identifying it's killer*. That beeing said, Ias gently placed the corpse near the brink of the new grave. *Such a waste... such a waste* he murmured.
Drogo shivered, though he wasn't really cold.
"Ok... I think I could use a hot tea... a warm fire... and a safe place to sleep."
He looked at Rissa and smiled tentatively.
"We'll have a fire-camp in no time!" she laughed. While the barbarian and the horse had other things to do, the werewolf put aside her pack of clothing and started diggind a hole in the snow somewhat further than the place of horrible stench. "Just some sticks from the woods and we're done! I can dry them if their wet." she said then. She didnt wait for the others to acompagne her in the snowy forest near-by.
Thorn surveyed the site for a moment. Except for the gnome and the girl, everyone seemed to have found something to do. Well, he'd better get on with his own job then. He disappeared tracklessly into the woods and melted in the shadows. He wanted to make sure he had a chance to wake up in the morning with his head still attached to his body, and not on the roast for some creature sent to hunt them.
Drogo was feeling insecure again. Two had left, the Barbarian only had eyes for his axe and the frozen ground he was trying to dig in. Ias seemed lost in a world of his own. He turned to Angy, blushing.
"Errmmm... shall we... get everything else ready? I mean... until Rissa returns?"
In the woods, Rissa sensed a shadow, but she wasn't sure if she knew it (it had something familiar). Forgetting about the fire and the few sticks she had already placed in the holes she digged up previosly, she follow the shadow.
"Would you like me to make a tea? " she said , smiling.
Drogo twitched. He had already sat down in the snow next to the hole that Rissa had made and was busy rummaging through his bag.
"Oh", he said in surprise, then smiled. It was good to have her near.
"Yeah. Yeah, sure... I love tea. I hope Rissa gets back with firewood real fast", he said, uncertain. She had been gone a while.
She liked this little fellow , he was funny and polite.
She opened a little bag which was laying in her pocket , and took out some dried flowers.
"Seems we'll need to wait for the fire." Drogo gave a short nervous laugh. "If I were to cast a spell, I could only freeze the few wet twigs we have here, anyway. And I'd probably miss, and freeze something else by mistake, too." He sighed and suddenly all trace of merriment was gone from his face.