judgemewhole: (Knight Commander)
judgemewhole ([personal profile] judgemewhole) wrote in [community profile] faderift2016-05-11 08:23 am

[Closed] [A'Hunting we shall go

WHO: James Norrington, Ingrid Kief, Bellamy Blake, Ellana Ashara
WHAT: A small band heads out to kill some blood mages, some Red Templars, and an errand or two.
WHEN: Back-dated, second week of Bloomingtide
WHERE: The Hinterlands
NOTES: There will be violence! Also, annoying climbing.




Travelling

The trip to the Hinterlands is positively boring, compared to other trips that have headed out recently. The templars that Norrington have brought with him chat with one another, chat with those traveling with them, and the mood - if not light, is at least comfortable and friendly.

Camping

Norrington places them in the Camp off in the Rebel Queen's Ravine - it will be a long hike inward from the valley to where the Red Templars were seen, but Norrington wants to do a through sweep of the valley. So camp is established, and people are free to mingle with one another as wanted.

Hunting

Those heading out to find the Red Templars will leave early enough in the day, as to have the element of surprise. Norrington stops the group right outside their first spotting, frowning as he hunkers down low.

He turns to the others, murmuring, "They're moving red lyrium - large shards of the stuff. Where the name of the Maker are they getting it?"

or

The blood mages are conducting some sort of ritual, on the far end of the valley, near where those ... rather strange cultists live. The advantage is theirs - they are atop a large hill.

Norrington frowns as he looks up the sides of the hill. "We need a distraction, so the rest can charge around the back. Any ideas?"

An Enchanter's Favor

On the second or third day, Norrington packs up his horse on his own, and calls out to the others, "I'm heading out for First Enchanter Vivienne. Does anyone wish to come along?"

ingrid_kief: (Please No)

[personal profile] ingrid_kief 2016-07-03 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
She counted the weapons and gritted her teeth, and nodded ever so slightly to him.

"Will you not have peace?" she called out in the most girlish voice she could muster.
ingrid_kief: (Come No Closer)

[personal profile] ingrid_kief 2016-07-03 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, ser."

Sword drawn, shield up, Ingrid took the south side.

"I am worth no ransom. And I'm no lady." The air filled with the sound of ringing steel as Ingrid engaged the bandits, her sword work brutally efficient.
ingrid_kief: (In Battle)

[personal profile] ingrid_kief 2016-07-03 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Ingrid's face is grim as she cuts down another two. Killing is not something she takes any pleasure in doing, clearly, but she serves her duty.

"I think the tables here have turned on these men," she observes.
ingrid_kief: (Woman Warrior)

[personal profile] ingrid_kief 2016-07-04 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
Together, they made short work of the remaining bandits. Ingrid herself proved just as deadly with her shield as with her sword.

"There. I hope the book is here so these men did not die in vain," she said grimly, wiping blood off her sword.
ingrid_kief: (Say What?)

[personal profile] ingrid_kief 2016-07-04 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"After you, ser."

She climbed up to the top.
"What an odd place for a chest. Help me open it, ser?"