The Skraeling ( Gaeirmund, Gudrun, Ingvar)

[Andrew]

OOC: Two Chase Rolls: 10, 31. Luck 54.

Tornuaq rolled his eyes as he saw the cracks in the ice. He would kill him but breaking through the ice and diving into the arctic waters might be his only way. Better to die that way and take the dagger with him than to die at the hands of these vikings. That thought in his head, Tornuaq began looking for a hole already in the ice.

[Mi-Go Agent]

OOC: Two chase rolls, first one failure and the second pretty good, and a succesful luck roll.

"Turn, you fool! Drown fleeing and it's Helheim!" Gaeirmund shouts after the Inuit.

[DSIGFUSS]

The beast squeals and quickly closes the distance bewteen Tristan and his scaley clawed fingers. The first arrow the Viking mountaineer fired had bounced harmless off the creatures thick black plates covering its chest and shoulders. The second arrow found purchase. (2 DAMAGE) It lodges itself into the monsters side in between two great black plates. The creature groans put quickly presses his attack.

The black scaled creature enters a full scaled run, using its hands and feet to gain speed in an awkward but efficient looking gallop.

ooc- The creature will be on you next turn. You can take one more arrow attack (2 attacks) and take a penalty to your initiative as the creature leaps for you. Or you can draw a melee weapon and and gain a plus 10% as you ready your attack. you will ignore the damage reduction (-2 damage) if you ready your attack and look for weaknesses in your opponent.

[Mi-Go Agent]

OOC - Or you can run!

[Voodoo]

Tristen draws his sword and prepares for the rushing monster.

[Spoiler-Button]Attack roll was 3 and damage roll was 7[/Spoiler-Button]

[DSIGFUSS]

Tornuaq finds no hole in the ice... yet.

The two warriors continue across the ice. Both now spot the black figure following closely behind Tornuaq. As Gaeirmund shouts out to his quarry, he stumbles slightly, his feet losing purchase. The ice beneath him cracks slightly, but does not give way. Tornuaq now has a lead on the Viking oarsman and the two are nearly half way across the lake. On the other side both men spot series of rolling drifts. Flurries blur all vision behind it.

ooc - two more luck rolls please Gaeirmund and Tornuaq. and two chase rolls.

[DSIGFUSS]

Meanwhile,

The scaley black creature moves on all fours towards Tristan, snarling with his comrades blood fresh on his lips.

Tristan is first to strike the creature and his blade finds flesh amongst the armored scales. He slices the creatures arm arm in two, it's long clawed hand and forearm falling to the snow. The monster howls and rakes its remaing clawed hand across Tristans chest.

ooc- roll parry and your action. (strike, etc...)

[Voodoo]

"WOULD YOU JUST DIE ALREADY!" Tristan bellows as he knocks aside the beasts swipe before Taking another swing at the unnatural creature.

[DSIGFUSS]

As Tristan knocks the creature's remaining limb aside, he spins and drives his Viking sword into the chest of the black scaled abomination. The creature chokes a brown noxtious bile before falling limp to the snow.

[Andrew]

OOC: Crap. Chase: 84 & 50. Luck (Which just ran out): 100 & 80.

[Voodoo]

Tristan decides not to take any chances and stabs the beast through the neck to make sure its finished off. Once done with dispatching the beast he rushes to the downed viking to see what he can do.

[Mi-Go Agent]

Gaeirmund catches up.

[DSIGFUSS]

The ice cracks beneath Tornuaq's feet as he races across the lake, arcing spiderwebs of failing footing with each step.

The drifts of snow, signaling the lakes shoreline, is now just 75 feet away when Tornuaq finally falls through the ice. Gaeirmund's luck holds as his Viking boot's find purchase on the slippery surface. The Viking comes to a stop in front of the hole the Skraeling made in the ice when he fell through. The ice moans all around Gaeirmund but holds. Then Tornuaq emerges in a panic as the cold hits him like a bolt of lightning. The Skraeling grasps desperately for the breaking sheets of ice.

Gaeirmund spots the familiar black shape move slowly beneath him. It had been following the both combatants since they both stepped foot on the ice. It pauses for a moment and Gaeirmund can see the creatures yellow eyes stare up at him through the ice. Then the black shape begins to move towards Tornuaq.

ooc- actions guys.

[Mi-Go Agent]

OOC,I didn't input it right, but you can still see what the two luck dice rolls were. One was a sucess, and the first one was a critical success! http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2310439/

Gaeirmund turns his hammer in his hands, gripping both sides of the head more firmly than he could ever hold the handle. He extends the handle to the skraeling in the water.

"Grab it or be shredded! I'll pull you out!"

[Andrew]

Seeing the viking before him and the creature in the water coming towards him, Tornuaq hesitates. He knows that the vikings will kill him, especially after they have what they're here for, especially after this... failed escape. Tornuaq took in as much air as his lungs would hold and let himself sink. He prayed that the Gods and Goddesses granted him a quick death.

[Mi-Go Agent]

"We weren't going to kill you!" Gaeirmund roars. Then he stops. It isn't worth risking death in the water for this cowardly, worthless Skraeling, even if he did see something in a knife.

He turns and begins retracing his steps back to the other Vikings, keeping an eye on the black creature. He's ready to defend himself, but he already has one corpse to his name and if the creatures are as numerous as ordinary animals there's no point in getting tired hunting.

[DSIGFUSS]

The Skraeling sinks into the blackness of the frigid waters. The black creature ignores Gaeirmund and dives under the ice out of the Viking's vision.

Gaeirmund slowly makes his way back over the ice. He has a few close calls as the ice settles and cracks under his feet. The Viking has time to ponder the significance of his surroundings. Now Gaeirmund can see clearly across the entire length of the frozen lake. He notices that there are two tributaries feeding and running out of the lake. This makes sense... One feeds the lake from the mountains and the other feeds the ocean from the lake. The only difference is... The rivers are thawed and they are flowing in the wrong direction. Sea water is flooding the lake and melting its ice and that same sea water is flowing up and into the mountains far off in the distance. Very peculiar indeed.

[Mi-Go Agent]

Like us, the sea is invading this island!, thinks Gaeirmund, as he continues.

[DSIGFUSS]

Gaeirmund finally makes it back to the group. The Viking oarsman takes a quick survey and head count as he reenter the camp.

Three dead black scaled creatures lie dead on the snow piled like refuse. Ingvar is tending to Broddi's wounded leg. The old man winces in pain at every touch and tightening of his dressings.

Captain Gunharr was watching Gudrun pack up the campsite along with two Viking archers Gaeirmund recently came to know as Snorri and Knuttwig.

Tristan and the other Viking that had joined Gaeirmund in chasing down the Skraeling could not be seen.

Captain Gunharr frowns when Gaeirmund walks into the camp.



Gaeirmund! Where be the Skraeling then oarsman?

[Mi-Go Agent]

"I caught up to him, but he dived through a hole in the ice. He preferred to drown then fight. His carcass wasn't worth the swim. Another creature got it, but didn't come out from the ice."