While he was easily able to keep up with Isabeau, the travel to the cave put him on edge, he kept his eyes on the surrounding land they walked. Now would be an opportune time to attack, the group had just been formed and each member of the group did not know what the others were capable off. Yet the attack never came and that made him uneasy. There was also the uncertainty of what they faced, was it Zargon and a collection of demonic cultists or was it a demonic army with hell fire swords coming to crush the mortal realm?
Entering the cave, he thumbed the hilt of his sword with a gloved hand making sure it was loose in its scabbard. He did not trust mages, many looked down on the common folk and thought that because they had the ability burn and destroy at a whim, that they should rule the land. Ionathan had fought mages before and had the scars to prove it.
He winced as Isabeau cut through her hand, what was this ritual supposed to prove? Why couldn’t they just have a man at the gate instead of having to rely on this barbaric practice? As the door opened and Ionathan took his shield of his back but he did not draw his sword, if they were friendly he did not want to antagonise them, but he did want to show them that he was ready should any action take place.
Deciding to go second after Isabeau he gave a shrug to Ajax’s question as he went past and caught up to Isabeau looking at the bleeding cut. Rummaging around in his first aid pouches he finally picked out a bandage roll and offered it to her. He was happy that he final got to use his first aid supplies, he usually never got to use it as the battlefield injuries were usually to severe for simple first aid.
Entering the cave, he thumbed the hilt of his sword with a gloved hand making sure it was loose in its scabbard. He did not trust mages, many looked down on the common folk and thought that because they had the ability burn and destroy at a whim, that they should rule the land. Ionathan had fought mages before and had the scars to prove it.
He winced as Isabeau cut through her hand, what was this ritual supposed to prove? Why couldn’t they just have a man at the gate instead of having to rely on this barbaric practice? As the door opened and Ionathan took his shield of his back but he did not draw his sword, if they were friendly he did not want to antagonise them, but he did want to show them that he was ready should any action take place.
Deciding to go second after Isabeau he gave a shrug to Ajax’s question as he went past and caught up to Isabeau looking at the bleeding cut. Rummaging around in his first aid pouches he finally picked out a bandage roll and offered it to her. He was happy that he final got to use his first aid supplies, he usually never got to use it as the battlefield injuries were usually to severe for simple first aid.