Farmland Trapping - RPLOG
Participants
Date
28/3/477
Log
A hawk stands alone on the farms, his robes fluttering in a bit of breeze as he eyes a cackle with intent. The creature darts left when he attempts to grab it and he grumbles before a strange bit of math, and the cackle falls over on its side and does an amazing wheelie spin in place. The hawk chuckles and tries to construct a cage on the spot.
Erika makes her way to the farm, her large, comparitively, cannon across her shoulders. She glances around, then spots the hawk seeming to play with the cackle. She watches a couple minutes, then walks over, smiling cheerfully, "Heya! You had work?"
Cedric travels down the road to the farm, having heard that there was some work to be done involving math. He spots the place and heads on over towards Erika and the hawk with a friendly wave. "Hey there. I assume this is the right place? Something about work involving math?" he asks, scratching his cheek idly.
Rixo may not be the most math-oriented being on Promise, but she took interest enough to show up. Unlike earlier, she's wearing her full plate again, humming a merry tune as she shuffles down the road. "I heard there was a request for help with some critter round-up?"
Long coat fluttering in the wind, a scarred up lion heads down to the farm with a large tower shield bouncing upon his back with each and every step. Math? Well of course! He could add, subtract... Yeah! Math! Arriving not too long after the others, Dio waves towards the others and observes the Hawk's fascinating behavior. "This'll probably be an' interestin' one," the lion comments with a slight chuckle. "But if it's roundin' up critters, then I'm up fer it."
Selena stretches, taking a deep breath of the country air as she makes her way along the long path to the farm, peering ahead at the group for a moment and opting not to pick up her pace so much as wave from a short distance. When within earshot proper, she calls out to the others. "Hey, Angus, Bite... Dio? Give me a minute." Aparrently quite keen to have her stroll and stop to smell the proverbial roses.
Daniel didn't actually know of the gathering going on, having just been walking down the road and kicking a stone idly with his foot, feeling the subtle vibrations in the ground with a light use of earth magic. The occasional footstep from passerby make it a little harder to detect where the stone lands though, the tactic still being worked and focused upon. Hearing voices, he turns his head and heads right over, typical rodent curiosity in him. "What's going on over here?" The little mouse asks, child-like wonder dancing in his blind eyes.
The hawk has constructed a rather crude cage, and trapped the cackle in place for the time being. He swivels towards the voices and looks the group over with a nod. "Hello, yes hello... my young assistant, and hello to everyone else." says the hawk with a bow. "I've got a deadline, so please, assist me in collecting these subjects for my studies. You will be rewarded, they will be... well I can't promise they won't be harmed, but they will be pleasantly cared for until such events transpire. I have to collect my studies by midnight, and then tell off a certain group hanging out in a restful place before I go into hiding with my works. Can you all assist me? I require cackle and squirkik."
Erika tilts her head slightly and looks over the creatures. She shrugs her shoulders and says, "Do you want them unharmed? Because I'm not the best at that. I can help these others, though. If you don't mind them being a little scuffed up, though, then sure! I can help gather them!" She looks around the farm, humming softly before saying, "And I doubt the farmers will complain about us getting rid of their pests for them! How many of them do you need?"
Cedric doesn't appear to have a problem with whatever they plan on doing with the cackle and squirkik and nods to the hawk. "Sounds good to me. Shouldn't be too hard to round some of the little pests up for you." he replies, looking around for a moment with a quiet 'hmm'. He then notices that Selena has made an appearance and greets her with a friendly little wave. "Oh, hey there! Almost didn't see you there. How's it going?"
Rixo glances around the road, nodding slowly. "Yeah. I think we can do that. What math I -do- know is pretty good at... Slowing things down. Should be alright for catching them. And I'm always happy to help out with research!" She takes the larger sword from her back and plants it in the ground, setting her helmet atop the pommel to lighten her load a little.
"Dio indeed!" Dio proclaims shortly after noticing Selena's pause. "Did ya ferget my name fer a moment there? Didn't think I was that fergettable now." But perhaps he does appear quite differently, along with his smell! Floral? Groomed mane? Perhaps Dio had a brother he never told anyone about? Without much care, the leonine figure makes his way towards the newly made cage, stands a few feet from it, and crouches down to get a good look at the poor critter. "I gotta wonder what yer usin' 'em for. If it's somethin' well an' good, then surely ya wouldn't mind tellin' us."
Selena chuckles quietly, tsking a little. "No Bite, then. I could've sworn I saw her here..." The wolfess mutters, rubbing the back of her head as she finally draws within speaking distance. "A Cackle and Squirkik? Hmm. That could be interesting enough. What're you looking into? I'm curious what you're researching."
A simple nod and smile are given to Rixo and Cedric. "Hello to you as well, Cedric. And Dio - in case you didn't notice I was half way down the road and you were in a group of beings. It doesn't lend itself to the easiest recognition."
Daniel recognizes the voice of the cloaked hawk, memory hazy but it's still enough to shock him into saying, "Teacher!" He remembers getting a little mentoring from the hawk, the mouse smiling just a little bit. It's because of him that he learned to properly focus on his math. Listening to his instructions, he nods his head just a little bit, a confident little grin as he focuses on feeling for vibrations in the ground. Taking a deep breath, he feels something from a nearby field, giving a nod to the hawk and running off in that direction... tripping on a clot of dirt higher than the ground he was walking on, but getting right back up again.
The hawk snickers to Daniel and shakes his head. "No... it's not done yet, but it's an unsavory math that I'm trying to further develop, and one that I need to develop in peace, not under some thugs watchful eyes, damn that Jos... anyhow. I need.. I'd like, a multitude, but perhaps four cackle and a squirkik would be sufficient. I do need room for error..." he says as he adjusts his cloak and looks to the caged beast. "I have one, so three more is preferable. Feel free to help one another, I'm paying a group not individuals. Anything else?"
Erika swings her cannon off her shoulder and nods her head, seeing to be checking it over. "All right then! So! Who am I gonna be working with? I'm not the fastest out there, or the best at maths, but I know some air magic, and I can run decently well. And a few shots of my lovely here," her small hand pats the side of her cannon, "Would likely send them running the other direction. So we could try herding a group of them that way."
Cedric recognized the bit of math as dark magic. Not any that he's personally familiar with, but it was definitely dark magic of some sort. He stays quiet about it, however, not planning on telling the others about it. "Nope, no questions here." the badger says to the hawk, with a shake of his head before turning to the others. He looks to Erika, nodding again in agreement. "That sounds like a fairly good plan to me." he says.
