Chapter 1: The Enemy in Shadows

Artur gathers his companion, and starts brainstorming: "It is doubtful there is another road large enough for this coach in the vicinity. Plus it might not be much more secured than this one. There are half a dozen mutants: if we take down the leader swiftly using surprise, we might have a chance to dispatch the others without too much damage." he says, thinking aloud.

"Victory is not certain, though, for they are mindless, fierce opponents. What do you lot think? Should we go for it?"

She shrugs; "I'm not exactly much more than apprentice here so I can produce a small woodland animal, make some lights, or put one to sleep. Beyond that it's my quarterstaff and my sling. Still, I think we really shouldn't be letting mutants loose on the Empire's roads. If you are all in, then so am I."

"Looks like we're heading in. Start with the sling and we'll rush in quickly as you land the first strike. Everybody ready?"

Grotnar looks to his companions, meeting each of their eyes to ensure that they are all in agreement and ready. Out comes the sword, ready for action.

"Looks like we're heading in. Start with the sling and we'll rush in quickly as you land the first strike. Everybody ready?"

Grotnar looks to his companions, meeting each of their eyes to ensure that they are all in agreement and ready. Out comes the sword, ready for action.

Artur nods, silently and with a grave look.

What wouldn't she do for a decent bow? Even better was actually being able to cast spells from her grimoire. Those were just wishes though not things she was currently able to get so, she loads a bullet into her sling and gets ready to fight. Maybe this time the sling bullet would actually hit something she aimed at?