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[in_death_sacrifice]

WHO: Kain, Inessa, Kattrin, James, and Samouel (and a couple of mabaris!)
WHAT: Kain gets revenge on a dragon at long last
WHEN: End of the month
WHERE: Vimmark mountains, far from any settlements
NOTES: Fighting

While exploring the surroundings areas after arriving at Kirkwall, Kain encountered a High Dragon sometime in the beginning of May. He tried to take it on himself, failed, and spent May in a painful recovery. Now he’s out for revenge, so he's taken a team along to slay this dragon… Given how dangerous dragons are, it’s not good to risk it ever leaving the mountains and coming any closer to Kirkwall itself. So Kain has gotten the ok to go ahead with this whole thing.

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[el_tybs]

During the journey Sam keeps towards the back, but more off to the side. Not for the lack of interaction, but simply because Conan, being a nuggalope, was better keeping some space from the others just in case. Especially when they were getting closer to dragon territory.

The talk of leaving the mounts behind has Sam nodding, stopping Conan to dismount as well when he sees James do just that. "While we should leave them in a safer area, we shouldn't leave them too far. Just in case we do need to get to them quickly."

[in_death_sacrifice]

With a nod of agreement, Kain glances around again, better getting his bearings. He'd only been out here the one time, so far, but he'd gotten a vague idea of the lay of the land. They ought to be just fine walking from here. It's really not much farther. And if he remembers correctly...

"There ought to be a stream not too far ahead. The first time I was out here, I camped not too far from one in this area. The location ought to be safe for the mounts... Right this way."

Kain urges Highwind along, the dracolisk starting off once more. He'd technically gotten this mount from a dead man, his weird namesake, and he doesn't intend to let the creature lose yet another owner. Not if he can help it.

[circleprodigy]

Inessa glances over to James for his implication, though she likewise believes it best not to speak further along such lines. Morale must be maintained, after all. Nodding at Kain's suggestion, she urges her own mount along until the stream is in view. Upon reaching it, she dismounts as Garahel walks up to sample the water. All that walking is thirsty work, so why not?

[judgemewhole]

James shrugs because honestly, he doesn't want their animals to suffer because they had enough thought in their head to attack a ruddy dragon but not to think of all the possibilities. Besides, he hadn't said it. Just implied it.

Interceptor jogs up to Garahel and bumps his head against his friend's shoulder, before getting a drink. He's nearly of a size to the other mabari now, but still young. He doesn't have the height that Garahel has.

[theexile]

As soon as the animals are where they will be drinking and remaining for the time being, Kattrin is down on her feet. She checks in her pack and a little nose pops out. She smiles and taps it and it vanishes again. With that, she pulls her staff off her back and starts studying the surrounding area to get clues about the dragon that could help her with what to focus on for healing.

[in_death_sacrifice]

Kain is sure to get Highwind settled, letting her also drink her fill of the water. He takes another careful glance around the area, but from the look of things... their mounts should be quite safe here. It's outside of the area he'd observed, where the dragon seems to mainly range for hunting. With one more fond pat of the dracolisk, he turns to the others, nodding as he points off in the direction he'd last met the dragon.

"It won't be much farther. From this point on, stay alert."