Morgan watches quietly as Gwen bargains with the spirit. If it was possible for a wolf to frown, she would be doing so. Releasing a disease spirit into the world...not the best of ideas. She nods to Gwen, then follows, keeping an eye on the spirit.
Morgan watches quietly as Gwen bargains with the spirit. If it was possible for a wolf to frown, she would be doing so. Releasing a disease spirit into the world...not the best of ideas. She nods to Gwen, then follows, keeping an eye on the spirit.
Sorry 'bout the delay, RL business trip as mentionned in General OOC. SDog, feel free to narrate the brief trip to get the spirit physical-side if you want.
Next post in 24 hours, less with a bit of luck. Sorry again. :S
Gwen heads back for the locus the group came from, going as fast as the spirit's speed allows. On the one hand helping the surviving spirits endure weas important, but on the other finding a way to get them all back here where they could live was capital. The last thing she wanted to do was dilly-dally, and in the worst case, the spirit could always feed itself off the locus until they got back from their search.
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(she can pathfind for the spirit across, it will be a -2 penalty to help him across)
Gwen closes her eyes, trying to find a way across the Gauntlet for the spirit. No way in hell was she even going to look like she was trying to go back on the deal. She put her all into finding a suitable path.
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As soon as she finds the way through, she warns the spirit. "Remember the deal. You owe me the truth once we get back." She then lets the spirit fade away into the physical, and turns back to the others. "Let's go."
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when they cross over, they find that the spirit practically jumps with the new life. "Oh thank the plague king. It is so good not to be dying again. What can I tell you?"
<<Nothing yet. I will be back for answers later, when I check on you. I'm on Uratha business now. Take care, spirit, and remember the deal,>> she reminds it one last time, before shifting back to the hisil.
Looking at Sam and Morgan, she nods back towards the street. "Once more unto the breach," she 'wolf-speaks' to them. Of course wolf-language has no equivalent to quotes and proverbs, but that doesn't stop Gwen from trying.
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Morgan nods, having waited patiently in the Hisil while Gwen helped the spirit across. "Lead on."
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Still don't like this idea. Sam thought as they brought the disease spirit over to the material side, but right now it wasn't her place to say anything and simply nodded as soon as Gwen re-appeared.
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The pack heads back home, satisfied for this jaunt to the hisil, and hoping to compare notes with mateo.
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