Orb of Purity [IC]

[CaptainQ]

Edda suddenly woke up, having no recollection of ever really having fallen asleep. Blinking a few times she performed a quick check under the blankets to make sure that..
"everything seems to be in order! morning sir."

Hard to believe that Edda would be a morning person and as fresh as a daisy,she popped out of the blankets where she then proceeded to crack her neck just as daintily as the flower.
"Im doing pretty good!" she answered the old man, then quickly turning to her compadre.
"Kay! waake up" With agusto she neatly rolled up her side of the bed.

Breakfast was... unexpected. Welcoming! but surprisingly..american.. it reminded her of the restaurant Denny's. Not that it was a bad thing it was just..She was used to making fresh rye bread for hashbrown reubens. plus she wasn't hungry..
Still, she resorted to forcing herself to eat in politeness. But as she kept it all down, her morning jig started to die down as the other towns folk were giving her dirty looks and in a flash Edda turned into the dragon lady.
"..mm- I need a cigarette.." lighting up, the mayor stood to his feet and banished them from the only safe haven they've known thus far.

"Of course!" She talked back, "what an' original idea."
Upon their exile, still, the older man tried to do his best with the situation at hand, Edda was grateful for his help. Edda sighed, "Thank you so much, sir." Starting up the jeep, she breathed smoke as she lent an' ear to Kay like always.

Taking the jeep on a slow start, Edda pursed her lips; the guy had a point. Every other human on this place just seemingly whisked them away like vermin, where as this guy welcomed them into his home and against everyone else, he still wanted to help them.
"That's very true but.. despite all that, he hasn't done anything to us.. I mean.. he didn't steal anything or try any voodoo experiments or what have you. If he wanted to kill us he could have done that a long time ago, right?"

[wXw]

Kay Brent

Throwing distracted looks at the surrounding panorama, Kay burbled -I think you are right, still...- and let the roaring engine cover his silence. Outside, the usual barren unwelcoming landscape unfolded. Steeper hills and deeper valleys stretched in the distance and a crisper, fresher air caressed their rested faces.

Kay turned to look around, scratching his belly in a self-induced calmness. Next to him sat Edda, hands at the steering wheel. Her profile, from Kay's seat, was that of a strong woman, of an attractive strong woman. -...I like you, Edda.- spurted the tax officer, out of nowhere. Then he plunged again in silence for quite a long while. He was blushing, madly blushing, with flames of blood rushing through his face. That was not exactly what he meant to say! In truth, it was, but not with such words, although the way he said it was way more honest.

It was in that moment, with the sunglasses covering his eyes, that he realized that the jeep had no music. As a matter of fact, it had a place for a radio filled by some sort of radio-like equipment, but it was turned off.

[DarkEternity]

As the group approached another mountainrange, the old man added some pace, and then waved at them. "I will take another road. We might see each other soon. Take care!", he bid farewell to the group. The trail before the group was leading up the mountainrange. The path was sprinkled with bumpholes, and assorted other things that were troubling the jeep, yet it held together.

The old man had disappeared towards the desert, back to the direction of Watchtower. There were no traces left of him. Not even a very good pathfinder could find his tracks anymore.

After a short while, the mountains and cliffs began to whisper. The wind, mixed with the echoes of Jackals here and there made distorted noises. It seemed as if the group was warned, or someone wanted to scare off people approaching.

Just in the distance was a small hut, hanging from the path. It seemed to have landslided a bit, and stood there only with one or two supports holding it. The maniacal laughter coming from it only meant danger...

[CaptainQ]

Edda continued a slow, controlled drive towards the mountains just as the older man said. She looked to Kay and with a smirk, she laughed.
"Aaaw, I like you too Kay. Your adorable." As she was about to pinch his cheeks, they came up on a small hut and her instincts told her that this could be dangerous. Suddenly she stopped the jeep and turned off it's engine, grabbing her MP and her stave.
with wide eyes she gave a quick look around , "I don't like this.. should we check the hut out...? it looks like it's about to fall.."

[wXw]

Kay Brent

-Wait.. What... Wait!- protested Kay as the old man wandered off in a different direction. It was a trap! Definitively it was going to be some sort of trap! Kay knew it, and knew that the old man had just pretended to be on their side to lure them as sacrificial victims to some hideous monster of sort. The tax officer was just about to insist in following their 'friend' when he realized that the old man had disappeared in thin air.

-I... I think we are...- was just about to bubble when Edda said something that Kay would never forget. It was in the most barren and inhospitable land ever that he had finally met a woman who could say openly that she liked him. Oh sweet day! So sweet that, of course, it could not last. Indeed, it did not last.

Ahead stood a hut, a falling crumbling hut, filled with mystery, danger and unpleasant laughs. Kay gulped, feeling the uneasiness of the situation, and, once more, the swooning emotions came back to him. -What if we just honk?- he suggested, raising the rifle and doing his best to aim anywhere in front of him.

[CaptainQ]

"hmm..-yeah..!" Edda sat back in the drivers seat, looking intently at the disturbing hut before them.
"okay..get ready Kay.."
With a deep breath and placing a slender hand on the wheel, with another careful look around she set her eyes on the lonely hut and honked the horn firmly. The resounding vehicles shriek only making her wince slightly, but it was a small price to pay for possibly uncovering a monsters hiding spot.

[wXw]

Kay Brent

A sweat drop broke through Kay's forehead as he leaned out of the window with the rifle well-aimed at the hut. The jeep, forced to lean on Kay's side squeaked loudly and then silence fell. Another sweat drop ran across Kay's cheek. What if they would not come out?

He had one bullet loaded. Only one. One single lonely piece of hope. In that moment he realized his stupidity: what if a swarm of Jackals was to rush out of the building? Why didn't he loaded two? Why didn't he take the .999 Nitro Express? Why was he even aiming at a lonely hut in the middle of nowhere? Whatever the mistake in the flow of logic, it was too late to fix it.

-Here they come...- he whispered.

In truth, nothing moved.

[DarkEternity]

The moment the horn blazed, there was silence in the hut. Only after few moments of silence, slight chuckles came from the hut, then laughter, and then loud stomps. In fact, all the Jackals that were inside the hut stomped their way out of it, or at least tried to. The moment they all started moving, the hut shook, and slowly broke off of the cliff. As the first Jackal was visible, the support gave in, and the hut fell down the cliff into some hurting depths.
A loud smashing sound echoed through the mountains, as the building finally hit the ground. It only made a wave of mad laughter echoe as a response. Jackals from everywhere below the cliff came by to check what had caused the ruckus.

As for the group's current level, there was still the whispering wind. What slowly made their way along to them was a mad Dredger, that charged down the trail. It was startled by the honking already, and the smashing sound only enraged it even more.
It's stomps made the ground shiver slightly. The path was wide enough to let the jeep pass the Dredger in any way, but there was a cave entrance. It was barely wide enough for a rather outfitted man to go through, and just had enough heigth for a person to go through. There was darkness in that hole...

[CaptainQ]

"oh my god.." Edda thought, "that could have been us.." she watched wordlessly as the small hut simply fell tumbling off the cliff, being just as fragile as they suspected it to be. Still..her curiosity caused her to wonder what could have been..maybe what they could have found in the hut despite having to go through a house hold of jackals.
But she didn't have time to dwell on it any longer as suddenly an angry dredger was charging head on for them.
"WOAH-WA-AAUGH!!" Strangely, Edda had a kernel of panic run through the cogs that turned in her healthy brain, the sudden appearance of the dredger and the possibility of it being filled with those grave robber things, like last time didn't sit well with her, especially if they're climbing a mountain which wasn't exactly the wide sandbox that they were used to fighting in.
They were running out of time, and in biting her lower lip she quickly shifted into gear and floored the gas, and practically crashed the jeep beside the entrance of a cave.
"ohmygod,ohmygod,ohmygod,ohmygod KAAY!" She whined, popping out of the jeep with stave and MP in hand. "KAAY! get out of the car! we have to hurry!" she said in a panicked voice that was so fast it was almost gibberish.
Edda stood beside the cave, but truthfully, she didn't want to go in...

[wXw]

Kay Brent

Kay lowered the rifle with a grimace of disappointment drawing on his face. Falling back into the seat, he began to compain -Somehow... I knew it.- and, with a huge sigh, he added -When will this place stop to...AAAAAAAH! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!- his hands, shaking, reached out of the window again and blew the cartridge loaded in the barrel. Pushed by the power of the black powder, the piece of lead flew off reaching far distances, far even from the dredger.

-Get out of what?- screamed Kay back at Edda. Her plan was not going to register in his head. There was no way in the world that he could conceive abandoning the safety of the jeep's construction. -Edda!?- he screamed again when the lady opened the door and jumped out leaving the unfortunate tax officer to his destiny.

Panic turned his face into a mask of plaster when he realized that the mountain wall was going to crash into him. He gripped his seat with all his strength, and in the last moment put the arms in front of his face.

The impact seemed to come slowly. Like dropping through melted butter, he felt the slow detaching from the seat, hit the front pocket with his belly, then the front window with the elbows, then the head passed through, and finally the seat clipped him in, stuck in the bent jeep with all his huge unfortunate mass. Luckily for him, the actual speed of the impact knocked him off almost immediately.

-Edda, gaah...- were his last words.