Fire on the northern farms - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
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Date
22/7/479
Log
When the Freeswords finally arrive at the farms, it quickly becomes clear that they are too late. The farm closest to them, a big one that even has a small windmill of its own is burning brightly. So are the corn fields surrounding it. The fire is going strong and a stiff breeze is both fanning it and spreading it in the direction of other nearby farms. That being as it is, two more, smaller farms a good bit away seem to be burning as well, however the fires seem newer as they have yet to engulf the two buildings completely.
"Bleeding hells on fire," Fenris growls. This is not what he had planned for on his rounds to the farms tonight. The tiger speeds along the road, tucking his ornate pendant under the collar of his unusual uniform with practiced ease as his silvery otter golem zig zags along behind him, keeping pace. As soon as he is in range, he stops, focusing all his concentration into killing the fires in the cornfields. "Go ahead!" he shouts to any other responders, "I'll catch up after i take care of this." He does his best to redirect the winds, depriving the flames of their motivating force and trying to gather what moisture he can to dampen down the inferno.
Lyas stops short at the sight of the three blazing buildings. "well, fuck," he says ruefully, tugging at a frayed seam on his glove. "Thought we'd be lookin' at thieves, not arson." It seems a shame to burn perfectly good farmhouses. "Mayhap they'll have looted them first?" he wonders aloud, tail flicking as he advances, one hand to his sword. Nodding to Fenris, the cat slips past, heading towards the least-damaged of the houses. He pays more attention to the shadows around the area than the burning spectacle: it could be that the arsonists stayed to watch. "Anyone in there?" he calls experimentally, to the houses in general.
Taking her preferred entrance, that is, through the air, Kilani soars through the sky, taking stock of the area. She ntoes that the largest fire is probably a lost cause, and thus would be hard to stop from burning, and, so, instead, she decides to soar for one of the two smaller farms, reasoning that they'd be much easier to put out, especially with only the downdraft from her wings.
Cara dashes directly over to Fenris and she stands next to him. She can see that he is attempting to redirect the winds, so she decides to the same. She glances over to him as she attempts to unleash a breeze that would help redirect the winds, "Sorry for being late."
The combine magic of Cara and Fenris seems to have an effect, containing the fire to the farmhouse, while the fire that was threatening to destroy the harvest is mostly contained by the two mages. Kilani and Lyas arrive at a second house, where the fire seems to have been started rather recently. The feline's calling is answered by the screaming voice of a woman and the cries of a child, who come bursting through the front door only seconds later.
"I said GO!" Fenris shouts, "There are people in the HOUSES, not here! Get moving!" The tiger flexes his water magic muscles once more, now that the fire is somewhat contained, to reach out to the irrigation canals, hoping that they have not yet been emptied for the year, to drown the flames as best he can before dashing to the burning farmhouse, fiddling with something at his neck as he runs.
Lyas jogs up to the door as the farmhouse's frantic occupants bursts from within. Catching the woman by the arm and the child by the collar as they go to run past, the cat cajoles, "Here, hold on. In a sec you can run over to-" he looks around, suddenly aware that there is no safe spot for the frightened beings to shelter, not if there are arsonists still around looking to do them harm. "Uh, you can run over to... him-" here he points towards Fenris, a pillar of stability, still concentrating on his mathemagic. "-But first, anyone else in these places? Or anyone watchin' to see you don't make it out?"
Kilani notes that Lyas has this one covered. She looks over to the third house, presumably the smallest of the three fires, and begins to soar over to that one, wings tilting and turning to carry her with the currents of the wind, trying to keep a sharp eye out for any of the arsonists who may still be lingering about.
Cara nods and immediately dahses off to the nearest burning house. As she continues to rush through, the noxious smoke is beginning to wear on her nerves. She continues to dash over to the third house. She immediately dashes to the door and she attempts to use her air magic to put out the fire with a strong enough wind.
Fenris brings the fire under control with a might assault of water, however the victory is kinda diminished by the fact that the building is completely burned out and that the wooden support beams have fallen, taking much of the first floor and the roof down with them. The woman, a badger, shakes her head at Lyas, coughing as she tries to speak. Seems nobody is still in there, but the fire is quickly spreading and threatening to consume house and crops. Cara and Kilani are both on their way to the remaining house, it is probably the second one to be set on fire, judging by the fact that the house is completely burning, but the crops remain untouched so far. Cara's burst of air is not terribly effective at putting the fire out, but frees a bit of a passage deeper into the building, from where crying can be heard. Kilani, on her way to the building, does manage to spot a cloaked figure, ducking through the crops bellow.
:does not wait for an invitation or to explain himself. He only slaps something on his belt and charges down the passage that Cara has opened toward the sound of the crying. As he leaps into the flames, a slightly shimmering bubble wraps around him. Hopefully it will last long enough. . .
As Cara's gust of wind clears a passage into the nearby house, Lyas starts in that direction, but is surprised to find himself over taken by Fenris, moving in a great burst of speed. "Woah!" he exclaims, raising an eyebrow as the tiger speeds past. "Well, rather you riskin' your fur than me." Hesitating on the spot, he glances around the surroundings, taking in the immediate vicinity before his gaze is drawn back to the singed duo. Guiltily aware that the bastion he has earlier pointed out has now moved, he shrugs and waves them over to a clear patch, one that he hopes is unlikely to catch alight. "Stay there," he instructs, drawing his blade and padding forwards a few steps - close enough to provide a protective presence, but far enough to give himself room to move.
Spotting the fleeing figure, Kilani tucks her wings in just a tiny amount, taking her into a dive towards the being. She has a destination to go to, yes, the other farm, but who said a gryphon couldn't multitask? She bares out her forelegs' talons, making small adjustments during her approach, as she's aiming to catch the being up by the shoulder blades, thus disarming them and actually picking them up to carry them to where she's going to go. That being, the third farm.
Cara looks at the house in front of her that is currently burning and the house that is burning miles away. She grits her teeth as she notices Lyas running this way. She is completely unable to keep up her composure and she stomps the ground with one foot before turning to the house in front of her and concentrating on making a wind current that could extinguish the fire. Sadly, someone is going to be homeless from the fires.
