As the altercation with the ever moving and suddenly halting horses occurred, Argon the Lizardman tirelessly pumped his powerful legs in pursuit. Without his heavier armor, and with the rest he'd gotten at the Elven glade, he moved swiftly. Still, it wasn't as fast as the steeds and it took him until the initial interactions with this new mage girl until he stamped out of the treeline with a hissing breath. "I have not run like that in many years!" he announced. "Or was it days? Time has little meaning to ussss."
Beren dismounted his horse, and helped Geradin get off. The Dwarf was heavy, even for the muscled Warrior Monk. His muscles were bulging and prominent as he did his best to keep Geradin hitting the ground like a cannon ball being dropped. Argon volunteered to help, and the Mixed breed human, along with the towering Lizardman, helped the Dwarf to the ground relatively easy. "I'm alright! I'm alright!" the Dwarf protested until his feet touched the ground, then he sighed and dusted himself off. "Beasts," he muttered, eyeing the horse until it galloped away.
Beren stretched, popping his back. His next words were a groan. "Man," he said, before he opened his eyes to see Alice and Ursaren heading into the woods toward the smoke. "Uh..." He blinked, looking back at Argon and Geradin. "Hey, Geradin. Rest your legs and see if this new girl is alright. Argon, wanna g-"
"Friend Alice!" The Lizardman cried, slithering towards where the two were running with little heed to anything else. Beren sighed and had to run to keep up with the Lizardman. "Guess this is my life, now."
Geradin called after them, but realized the lad had the right idea, and he stomped over to the new girl. "Oi! What's yer name lass? Be ye fey, or friend?"
Soon, Alice, Ursaren, Beren, and Argon the Lizardman would make to the end of the treeline and see a devastated townscape, though it looked more from it being a raid than any Dragon attack. Among the rubble, they would find a young Darkslayer by the name of Gaderon Fleurin who had just come upon the scene, having only just gotten there himself.
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Beren dismounted his horse, and helped Geradin get off. The Dwarf was heavy, even for the muscled Warrior Monk. His muscles were bulging and prominent as he did his best to keep Geradin hitting the ground like a cannon ball being dropped. Argon volunteered to help, and the Mixed breed human, along with the towering Lizardman, helped the Dwarf to the ground relatively easy. "I'm alright! I'm alright!" the Dwarf protested until his feet touched the ground, then he sighed and dusted himself off. "Beasts," he muttered, eyeing the horse until it galloped away.
Beren stretched, popping his back. His next words were a groan. "Man," he said, before he opened his eyes to see Alice and Ursaren heading into the woods toward the smoke. "Uh..." He blinked, looking back at Argon and Geradin. "Hey, Geradin. Rest your legs and see if this new girl is alright. Argon, wanna g-"
"Friend Alice!" The Lizardman cried, slithering towards where the two were running with little heed to anything else. Beren sighed and had to run to keep up with the Lizardman. "Guess this is my life, now."
Geradin called after them, but realized the lad had the right idea, and he stomped over to the new girl. "Oi! What's yer name lass? Be ye fey, or friend?"
Soon, Alice, Ursaren, Beren, and Argon the Lizardman would make to the end of the treeline and see a devastated townscape, though it looked more from it being a raid than any Dragon attack. Among the rubble, they would find a young Darkslayer by the name of Gaderon Fleurin who had just come upon the scene, having only just gotten there himself.
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