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[ladybirdcrap]

Hey good job guys you actually fulfilled a mission of a post for once and nothing got set on fire? Wow gold star what special little sports you are. Okay so once you pick up and leave town after you stay the night you're on the road again, you're headed for a small village about a half day's walk. Take up your horses and your wagon and all that and hit the old oregon trail etc

Somewhere along your walking montage you'll pass a gathering of stones that look kind of out of place. You can stop to poke it if you're really bored but you're going to have to keep moving, so

[Mission: walking montage, poke things, be cool]

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[scantilyclad]

Do you prefer the alternative?

[ she's talking about night catching up with them. of course. she gives cas' thigh a friendly little pat. ]

Or perhaps we should be concerned instead with the village we seek. A blood altar is an uncommon sight in these parts.

[inenochian]

[ play it cool, castiel. play it cool. ]

[ clears his throat and focuses on the horse-driving thing. ]

It was free of residual blood or tissue. We can't be sure if it was used for dark rites or not.

[ still it's a far cry from the lawmen and lace-wearing ladies of alderwood. ]

[sawedoff]

Yeah? Besides, I thought you'd feel right at home. Aren't bloody spells and ritual sacrifice up your alley?

[being a witch and all because clearly all witches cut bunnies and bathe in the blood of their virgin sacrifices]

Don't see how it'd have anything to do with a village a half a day out any more than the town we just went through.

[scantilyclad]

What is the saying? Do not shit where you sleep. Very few quaint villages are foolish enough to build their dark altars too close.

[inenochian]

[ eyebrows kind of climb at that. yeah, up her alley all right. ]

[ looks over her head toward dean again. ]

I can go ahead, scout the village again for any suspicious activity.

[sawedoff]

[looks slightly more convinced since she is. being the resident expert on the toiling and trouble. meets his look before pursing his lips and looking away again with a little nod]

Yeah okay McGarrett. We'll go on the witch hunch, that'll pan out. Check it out.

[at least its not get this]

[scantilyclad]

[ ??? references ]

[inenochian]

[ disappears from the horse behind her with a little flappy air displacement sound. ]

[sawedoff]

[ya dick]

[scantilyclad]

...

[sawedoff]

Please tell me you're not about to freak out.

[we all know cas hummingbirds around it's common knowledge let's get past it.]

[pulls his horse over to the side of the road while they wait for news on whether village is safe or creepified]

[scantilyclad]

So you do fornicate with creatures of magic. I see.

[sawedoff]

Not- I don't make a hab- what?

[HOW DID You get from there to here. why are you saying all of these things?? brain leaks out of ear.]

[scantilyclad]

And which of you is the bigger man?

[sawedoff]

[



oh my god, someone help me]

[inenochian]

[ flapping noise. ]

[ did someone send an SOS. ]

[ grabs his horse's reins so it doesn't spook and run off. ]

It's empty.

[scantilyclad]

If you two ever needed help--

[ oh. he's back already ]

Inhabitable, I would hope.

[sawedoff]

[in the middle of facecreaking at morrigan]

[inenochian]

[ looks between the two of them, completely lost. ]

[ did she do something black magicky while i was gone should i be smiting her right now i don't- ]

Well it's. It's old. Very old, and crude. But there's a well, and standing shelter.

[scantilyclad]

[ this is better than the times she convinced alistair of his love for the warden ]

Then we move at once.

[sawedoff]

Like ghosttown abandoned empty or moved on to greener pastures empty?

[manages to tear himself away from scowling at trifling bitch long enough to focus on plot point]

[inenochian]

[ whiplash here guys whoa. ]

[ he is moving to climb back into the saddle behind morrigan now, though. ]

They didn't leave in a hurry, or disappear mid-meal. Very few personal effects remained in the, ah, hovels.

[sawedoff]

Okay, then we move at once.

[looks at morrigan sourly like. there is no coming back from this. it's war. you've incited war. there are tildes around those italics. you know what you did.]

[scantilyclad]

I only asked which of you was the bigger man. Did I cause offense?

[inenochian]

[ looks down at the top of her head like she's maybe a little simple. ]

Dean is roughly five centimeters taller. [ u blind? ]