Remnants of Cyre <Team Two>

[Kyeudo]

The big man helps the lady up into the attic, and helps whoever else needs a hand up. "I'll help hand the wolf up, if need be, but someone would need to be up top to pull her up. She won't bite, will she?"

[Nexus-R.C._Mina]

Spoiler

(1d20)[11] Climb check primary
(1d20)[12] Climb check secondary
(1d20)[18] Jump check primary
(1d20)[9] Jump check secondary

Ja'khaa stretchs forth his stubby arms but fails to fid any purchase upon the upward climb to the trapdoor, the man's help otwithstanding. Takig a running leap, he manages to shoot himself into the attic, coughing at the dust as he rolls to a stop.

[Nexus-R.C._Mina]

(((1d20+9)[19] Handle Animal))

Coming round back to the trapdoor, Ja'khaa advises the big man to step aside with a grunt, lest he be hit by a leaping lupus. "Take care, ol' chap. Though she knows ye from awhile back, she mightn't take kindly to the cramped quarters..."

"Grrraw-hraw-aw-a-awawwa-w-w...", barks the Deneith rider to his mount...

[Kyeudo]

Fang bounds up ontop of the bed, then easily makes the jump up into the attic.

Spoiler

Who's going to get up last? The big man is willing to be last up, but if someone else wants that dubious honor, he'll oblige.

[Nexus-R.C._Mina]

Idly flicking his dagger from finger to finger, Ja'khaa remarks aloud, "Well, fellows, do we just sit herre and wait for Dol Arrah or do we bust out and try to make headway, jumping across the roofs of this good town?"

[Kyeudo]

"I haven't a clue. Maybe the army will have this taken care of in a day or so."

[Nexus-R.C._Mina]

Burying his face in his hands, Ja'khaa groans dejectedly, "I am... or rather, by tomorrow, I'll probably've been booted out of the army for this gross failure. Some great Blackclaw Deneith, I am, cowering in an attic... bah..."

Blinking sadly as Fang licks some of the wolfrider's open wounds, he asks the dragonmarked man, "So sirrah, what brought ye, a dragonmark no less, to a dismal dive like this? Aye, and I don't believe we've been introduced. I am Ja'khaa... and ye are...?"

[Kyeudo]

"The name is Anton. Anton d'Cannith. I own a blacksmith's shop about a block away. This dive serves the best ale of any inn withing five blocks. I came for a drink and this mess started."

The lady, trying to be comforting, says "Please don't be hard on yourself. There are simply too many of those evil things out there for only a few warriors to stop."