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[ladyistcrap]

Night blankets the villages south of the wall. While the pacifistic Gagarians are huddling around what may be the last bowls they'll ever smoke, the Hildnr are preparing to march and ride out in force come the dawn. Thankfully, you're far enough north that the nights are a hell of a lot longer than normal. Looks like you have about fourteen hours to kill.

You'll probably want to make a stop at the armory to get equipped, at some point, but there's also a fair amount of feasting happening where a bard is telling tales of the Hildnr's victorious history. The Blood Queen is in attendance, accepting oaths and blessing the warriors.

Of course, if what you'd rather do is train, the training yards are open, and there's a small barracks hall that's been outfittedwith clean furs and a roaring fire so you can rest before unleashing your bloodlust. Thoughtful!

Just don't forget: you still gotta find the blood champion, save the helpless stoner fratboys, and make it over that fuckhuge wall before lunchtime tomorrow.

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[pareidoll]

[alternatively goes through nick's. lets just target the nessy characters]

I'd give it back...

[thisbit]

[ snorts and licks the last bit of fish off her fingers. ]

[ it's not just them. we've all got a part to play. you're not planning to sit out, are you? ]

[inenochian]

[ MEANWHILE, IN THE FORESTS BEYOND THE GAGARIAN VILLAGE ]

[ it's nothing but snow out there, snow and skeleton trees and their roots.

and root cellars. turns out, the gagarians have an extensive network of underground root cellars in the rootwork of the forests. perfect place for evacuees to hide, since they're warm enough without fires and can't be seen from the air like a campsite. they're stocked with jams and jars of all kinds of preserved foods, which the stoners have tucked into with gusto. ]

[ examining what looks to be a jar of pickled pigs feet. ]

[fairyvagina]

Yeah...right. wur ha

[or whatever]

[idly cleans fishy hand with an old rag

[sawedoff]

[watching him fondle a jar from his place leaning against the side of a shelf]

Guess he couldn't handle the excitement.

[glances at constantine who we have conveniently knocked out for your cardboarding pleasure]

You ever seen a tracking spell like that?

[thisbit]

[ first time he put his tongue on you and it was over smoked salmon, sookie.
that's not his thoughts that's just a bracket, calm down. ]

[ flops forelegs over her lap and looks up at her. ]

[ what do we know about the blood champion, or whatever that is? you keeping up with that? ]

[inenochian]

[ that's what happens when you do drugs, kids. ]

Not that exact spell, but the theory behind it is common. It's imprecise because it uses traces of the aura embedded into inanimate objects. Using her name would strengthen it.

[sawedoff]

Yeah, I guess blood princess or whatever doesn't cut it.

[his answer is mostly flippant because it's not what he meant to ask, more concerned about the fact that constantine can cast magic like that with only a belonging and an incantation. and the way it took him out of himself, going all creepy prophet. don't you hate it when good men go witch.]

Well we're still short a short royalty, but at least we got these poor bastards out of the warpath.

[ladyjohannaii]

Eaayaurgh.

[is he knocked-out? maybe. he definitely wishes he was dead, though.]

[fairyvagina]

Haven't really been scoobyin' around. All we know is that she's missin' and she's important to them. Haven't really picked up on their thoughts, not that I can't, just nothin' really stuck out.

[on the list of ruined firsts with werewolves]

[sets rag down and pokes at the tufts of fur between his toes. those are some mighty big claws you have]

I'd think maybe the Blood Queen might offer a good insight, but you can't get near her. I'd need to be able to touch her to get a look.

[inenochian]

[ shhh, shh. just sleep it off. ]

[ nods in total agreement with dean's summation. ]

Temporary, but it could mean the difference between survival and annihilation.

[ sets the jar of goods back on the shelf and turns to look at dean. it is, as ever, right in the eye. ]

The fact that his spell failed to locate the girl most likely means he was missing the proper conduit. [ so i'm not sure how big of a threat he might be. ]

[thisbit]

[ shifts around. that shit tickles. ]

[ lays head down on legs and rolls eyes up to watch her. ]

[ a look? like, at the champion's face? ]

[fairyvagina]

[leans back on one hand and rests the other along his nape]

Yeah, spurn some memories maybe. It's easier readin' someone altogether when I have contact with 'em.

[sawedoff]

Conduit? So what, you're saying look on the bright side cus he couldn't insta-witch a location with a shoe?

[i mean i guess, yeah, if you want to look at the glass half full. he's more of a be really suspicious of the glass until it does something that proved him right this whole time kind of guy]

[looks down at him groaning on the floor. yeah, why don't you stay passed out while we're gossiping about you. actually, he's gonna unfold his arms and take to the stairs. he can chill out down there with the stoners for a while.]

[ladyjohannaii]

Diwinnagda? Aysawergel. Aysawer.

[it doesn't seem to be any known human language.]

Isshikei?

[inenochian]

[ gently rolls sleeping-john onto his side (don't want you choking on your own puke, even if you do reek of demon blood, because i have learned mercy and tolerance) before following dean up the steps and out of the cellars. ]

[ whole lotta snow out here. ]

Not cause enough to rejoice, I know.

[sawedoff]

Sure the dude's feeling the pain enough as it is.

[if his gibberish is any indication. sleep it off man. he'll bust your balls for dabbling in the dark arts later]

[doesn't make a move to pull his jacket tighter or huddle or anything when they get into the cold but the way he goes kinda rigid is sign enough that it gets to him]

[ladyjohannaii]

N... Cas... Din...

[goddammit he asked you bitches questions. pushes himself to his knees and waits a minute for the world to stop spinning.]

Nn... Awgd.

[was he... really rude to a very pretty girl last night? was it still last night?]

[inenochian]

[ maybe he'll feel better once he eats some pickled pigs feet and vinegared beets. ]

[ at least the gagarians will mop up after him should he be sick. ]

I do regret not having any aspirin to offer him. [ you saved my life with that bottle of aspirin, dean. ]

[sawedoff]

[crossing arms is such a problem now that he has tits. it's like, where do you put arms, do they go over? or under? he has to cross and uncross his arms like three times before he finds a comfortable way to do it.]

He'll live. So what now? The princess wasn't in the castle.

[thisbit]

[ finding this position ridiculously comfortable. even if he is missing some key parts.
]

[ breathes a big wolfy sigh and thinks about it. the queen is pretty heavily guarded. but what about her guards? wouldn't they have been likely to have met the champion. ]

[inenochian]

[ eye drawn by dean's weird arm-cross-comfort macarena. ]

[ is it really that difficult? ]

[ tries, hesitantly, to mirror the pose dean settled on. ]

Now we count on the others to create an adequate distraction to buy us enough time for a "Plan B." [ maybe i could dreamninja in and threaten the blood queen in her sleep. ]

[sawedoff]

Plan b would be, I don't know, finding the girl. It would help if we knew a damn thing about her.

[nope this one didn't stick either he's already uncrossing his arms, but that's also because he's frustrated and he gesticulates a lot when uppity]

[fairyvagina]

[has that weird moment where she realizes he's still a person and that she's been petting the fuck out of him like any other dog]

[dont make it weird sookie you're making it weird]

[...slowly continues]

Well, yeah I guess it's worth a try. Maybe easier now that everyone's drunk as balls.

[inenochian]

Well.

[ flaps arms down to her sides as well. doesn't gesticulate, just huffy-flapping. ]

We don't know anything, aside from her shoe size. We've done all we can without having more resources, Dean, so we need to have faith in the others to succeed in finding a missing link.