SAND SHARKS - RPLOG
Participants
Date
17/5/478
Log
The meet up location from the request is rather deep in the swamp, specifically right around the Monolith used for Basalisks. There, near the base stands a lone regal looking male crane of the graceful folks clan. He seems to be in conversation already with three large alligators, clad from head to foot in dark cloth and thick hoods... Must be the shady people the rumors were on about!
The swamp itself didn't seem too out of normal, krick swarms trying to bleed everything down, Oozes digisting anything they can find... Even the weather was as unbearably muggy as usual.
Cassidy was happy to soak in the river to deal with the heat. But now that she was all dressed up and in the muggy swamp, she decided to cheat and conjure up a bit of air magic to keep her cool. She offers a wave and a tip of her hat to the group, coming to a halt. "Hello there."
Natska sticks close to Cassidy as she follows the fennec through the swamp, gladly taking advantage of her breeze. She eyes the alligators a moment, then gives them a professionally courteous nod before her attention shifts over to the crane.
Cara begins traipsing through the mud in acceptable attire. As soon as she gets to the monolith, the feline walks over to the fennec and cranes her head in the direction of the three alligators in dark clothing. She surveys them for a moment, shrugs, and shifts her attention back to the regal crane, "So, what's the task that you called us here for?"
Dupree enters in her usual way! That is to say, from the sky and clamorously. With a rapid fluttering whoosh of her grand wings, the Mare attempts to control her descent, extending her legs out before her...though her arms are wrapped tightly around something, clutching it close to her chest.
It all seems to be going well until she actually touches down, planting her hooves in a patch of muck, failing to skid and jog to a stop and pitching forward face first. Attempting to catch herself, she flings her companion--a patchwork cat doll with razor-sharp claws--in front of the three heavies and the crane. It seems to be watching them all with its sewn button eyes, a feline grin stitched into its face, braided cloth tail gently swaying
...while Dupree herself lands with a squelchy SPLORT in the mud. "Awwwh, but I just laundered this labcoat!" she whines, pulling herself up and trying to brush her robe clean.
"Ah! Good, more individuals to help!" The Crane turning his attention to the new arrivals as he bows deeply and crosses his arms over his chest. "I am Ji, and I need help for investigating the surrounding area. Namely, around our dedication site... It appears that something has been spooking the local wildlife more lately, and driving larger creatures from -deep- in the swamps out farther. All I require, as I told these three gentlemen, is that you scout the local area and make sure everything is safe---" The Crane gracefully jumps back from Dupree's doll, a flustered look on his features!
The Alligators barely even move as the others arrive, though when Dupree's doll goes sailing infront of them, two look at the smallest whom trudges his way over to the weird little doll, reaching down to try and pick it up for the pegasus woman. "... You dropped this." His voice rough and tersed, as if drawn over gravel rather thoroughly, before then being lit on fire just for good measure!
Cassidy eyes Dupree for a moment before nodding at the crane. "That sounds doable. I think we can do that without too much fuss," she says with a nod, ears flicking under her hat. "With luck, we won't even need to fight anything today."
Ears perking, Natska nods her head. "Alright. Scouting is easy, I am sure we can handle it." She glances at the rest of the group with her. "Mmmh. Shall we divid the area we're scouting?"
Cara brings out her staff and speaks in a surprisingly upbeat tone, "Sweet, this will certainly be fun for me." Afterwards, she turns around walks directly to the horse inf the mud. She crouches down and offers her back up with the welcoming gesture of her hand outstretched toward the clumsy equine.
"Oh! Er, thank you," the mad Mare replies as the Alligator returns her feliform golem. "I would have called for her, but you know cats, they never respond," she rambles, pulling herself up with Cara's aid.
Dupree glances to Cassidy, looking a little crestfallen. "Nonsense! There's dangerous fauna and no witnesses here. It's the perfect place to test my newest invention," she pauses dramatically, pulling a mud-spattered pistol from her waistband and raising it to the skies. "The Death Ray...of DEATH!"
"... Hopefully." The Crane unrustles himself, shaking his head for a moment, before pacing somewhat around the shrine. "I do remind you all, that to be thorough is the best course of action... As if threats remain undiagnosed, near this site, they could cause severe -complications- for the future."
The Alligator that had returned the cat just raises an eyebrow, his sharp and handsome features looking beyond confused as he speaks. "Thats just a gun." The largest of the three clears his throat loudly however, drawing the smaller one's attention as he glances back to the group at large. "Split up, sure. We'll stick together though."
Cassidy glances around at the others before shrugging. "If we want to split into groups, that's fine. As long as we get done what we need to get done. I don't want to call it all clear when there's still danger out here."
"Of course," Natska replies with a nod. "Those three can go one way, the four of us can sweep the other. If you are worried, though, we could all stick together." She shrugs, then looks over at Dupree and her ear flicks as she gives the horsechicken a speculative stare.
Cara shrugs and answers, "Alright. I'm okay with that." She turns back to face the strange equine for a moment and smiles, "As long as you're good at using that gun, I don't really care what you call it." The feline promptly shifts her attention to the rest of the group and asks, "Which way should we go?"
Dupree scoffs, arms akimbo in annoyance as one her eyes focuses on the arguing Alligator. "Well, perhaps to the untrained eye it looks like a 'gun'," said with finger-quotes, "but it's not! It is a device to strike fear in all who stand before me, that shall allow me to take over the world!"
She pauses for a moment, then snaps her fingers in annoyance. "Damn! I should've said that AFTER it was too late to stop me!" Hearing Cara, she turns to squint as ominously as she can, giving a squishy stomp in the mud. "DEATHRAY OF DEATH!" she retorts petulantly.
"Geeze lady, whatever you wanna call it fine!" The alligator grumbling as he turns to make his way back to his fellows. "We'll scout the back area, you guys scout the front with miss 'evil genius'. Try and make noise if you're getting attacked." His two fellows give swift nods, and turn to join him in walking back behind the area of the monolith, disapearing into the foilage with little disturbance... The crow is all that remains with the group, whom subtly waves to the front areas as he stays near the monolith. "Perhaps, start from the path out with your group."
