OOC Chat

Right back at you all :D Thanks for the positive reinforcement!

The barbarians wade through the rising dead and charge headlong into the wall of swords. Elspa is the wedge that breaks through their ranks, exposing their inexperience and lack of cohesion. Rygnar then falls upon the open wound in their formation like an avatar of death, his greatsword carving a swath of blood and gore.

Six more fall.

As the dead pirates rise from the stairs with murder in their eyes, and confronted with what appears to be unstoppable legendary adversaries, the pirates break. They race to the boats and scramble over the edge, and spend all of their efforts casting off.

Gods! This is EPIC!

Seriously! Props to you Len, I'm loving the wave of death and terror Elspa and Rygnar brought.

I'm already chest-deep in preps for Mother's Day weekend, which is traditionally an extremely busy time at the cake shop. I'll still pop up here and there but will be unreliable at best. So if I start holding things up please go ahead and move my PC's along. Thanks!

As Frick falls, Ygne freezes and her eyes widen. Her stomach lurches and her heart squeezes into her throat before she lets out a horrified shriek. The thief drops her crossbow upon the ground and rips a dagger from its sheath as she lunges for Frick. Her free hand digs into the neck of Frick's chain shirt, and she jabs her dagger toward the ancestors that assail them. "Stay back!" She screams, "Stay the fuck back!" She pulls him back a few feet, grunting from the effort. It dawns on her, with the griffon ahead and death lagging just at her heels, that she simply cannot drag her friend fast enough.

She pulls Frick in close, tucking an arm underneath his and wrapping it over his chest as she backs up. She grits her teeth as the tears begin to blur her vision. With one final heft she pulls Frick over the edge of the cliffside and, clutching to him for dear life, plummets down toward the rapids.

Took me some time to move forward from MoMi's post. Added to my post a little.