isleofavalon | [Closed] We're like the trees in the wind

🧙 WHO: Claire and some friends
⚔️️ WHAT: June Quests
🕒 WHEN: June
🗺️ WHERE: Throughout Avalon
⚠️ WARNINGS: Violence, Language, Claire's usual CWs for zombie related horror.

Trowmies got my Homies:

Trow were creatures that Claire was not overly familiar with, but she figured that they couldn't be any worse than trolls, ogres, and any of the other nonsense that she'd had to fight here. So, when the quest had gone up, she'd readily agreed to take it on like any good knight should. That led her, once again, to be standing outside of a dark tunnel leading into a cavern filled with beasties that would happily kill her with The Dog snuffling around the entrance and a friend at her side.

"So. What do you know about Trow? I honestly haven't encountered them before. Have you?"

It's a simple question, and very much a know your enemy sort of thing. Maybe she should've checked into this before she'd come all the way out here, but too late now.

Overgrowth

A Kraken inside a house was almost comical. It sounded so ridiculous when she'd heard it, because the word kraken called to mind the monstrous beastie she and Darin had helped avoid a hunter during the spring. Something huge, something capable of swallowing whole houses, but apparently this one was small enough to be within.

The noise of it thrashing around the cottage made her wince, as did the sight of something large and purple moving past a window from the inside. This was going to be one of those ugly, knock-down, drag-out sort of things, wasn't it?

"Well." Claire reaches up to the door handle, gun in her free hand. "No time like the present, I suppose. You ready?"

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Claire, as soon as Harry is ready, opens the door. Quickly, quietly, and without a second's hesitation she raises her gun and fires. Once. Twice. It makes a muffled bark and then silence.

The two trow slump to the floor, slowly sagging as blood seeps out of their wounds.

"...And two more done."

“So that’s four trows down, just two more to deal with and maybe a few more humans to save as well,” Harry does a quick count recap, when Rose takes another sniff search with her nose.

Hedwig also senses something nearby as well as she ruffles her feathers and hoots quietly in concern.

So Harry lets Rose to sniff out the scent trail that leads the group into another path, winding down into a doorway. He doesn’t want to jump in too early as it might cause the trows to be on high alert, but he did a quick peek of what is going on over there before letting the Dog to do a more thorough search.

"Yeah."

The Dog looks up at Hedwig and then darts on ahead. Still hidden, he moves quickly and does a sweep before returning to the group.

Grimly, he relays the information.

"Two more up ahead. Sober. Might be a real fight now, if you're ready. They're sitting around playing cards."

Harry is getting a little nervous with the last two trows left while processing the information that the Dog had given to the group. Right now, he doesn't have much ideas of what to do: he could make things fly around to scare them or use fire magic for this, but he is also aware that there might be consequences for each action, so he turns to Claire for some help.

“Well, this is going to be interesting to deal with those sober trows over there,” he admits to her, “I am struggling to find a way to deal with them right now, got any suggestions?”

"They don't know we're coming. But they're facing the door. So, we can still get the jump on them if we can surprise them."

She looks down at her gun, shaking her head. That would work, but only if they didn't move. Which, well...

"Remember the cart, Harry? The distraction from that hunter's house? Think you could roll something ridiculous through the room, maybe? If you get their attention, I can slip in and shoot them."

“Oh yes, I do remember the rolling cart!” he smiles upon hearing the rolling cart distraction from months back, “Let me see if there is something similar to the cart.”

He checks around to find something down for the trows to get distracted by when he sees some barrels nearby. Thinking back to the rolling cart, he proceeds to use kinetic magic on the barrels to roll down across the room for the trows to look at.

"Roll it past them."

Claire gets herself ready, moving to a place near the door where she can jump in and surprise the trow from behind. Sure enough, the barrel gets their attention. They leap to their feet and start running in the direction it had come from. It's just a barrel, meaning it probably was pushed, and that plays right into Claire's trap.

"GET DA HUMAN!" they yell as soon as they see Harry, but they aren't long for this world. Since they've given her what she wants, Claire steps wide to get clear shot and her gun barks twice. Her aim is good, and the pair fall to the ground at Harry's feet, bulletholes in their skulls

“Phew! That was a close one,” Harry speaks up while he tries not to look at the fallen trows on the floor, “I guess that’s all the trows dealt with. Probably now it’s a good time to get out of here?”

Rose squeaks again after witnessing Claire taking out the last two trows, craning her head a bit to see the aftermath, whereas Hedwig hoots rather softly while checking around the path they had taken earlier.

"I think so. Let's do one last check for human survivors though."

She looks down to Rose, head tilting.

"You wanna go check that last room, Rosie?"

“Yeah, I agree. We need to make sure that we haven’t miss anyone before we head out,” Harry chimes in before he turns to Rose and informs her of her next task, “Okay, Rose. We’ll be needing your nose once again to check what lies behind that door.”

Rose squeaks in joy as she begins her next sniff search once again on what is behind the door. Harry’s now hoping that there are no more trows to run into again and that maybe there could be missing people he and Claire will need to rescue. So far, Rose is sniffing multiple times just to make sure that there is no trace of trow scent in the room.

The scent on the other side of the door is predictably...human! So that's what Rose is going to pick up on. That and blood, but really, there's a lot of blood from the trow.

"Well, Rose? Think it's safe?"

Rose anxiously squeaks in concern, since she did sniff some trow blood in the room. From what he could understand her squeaks, Harry begins to think that the human in the room must have gotten into a fight with a trow moment ago.

“Rose is trying to tell that apparently the human inside could have possibly gotten into a fight with a trow before, that could explain why she could have sniff out the blood on the person,” he explains, “We might need to check out them just to be sure if they’re still okay.”

"Well. Let's do it."

Claire doesn't hesitate. She grabs the doorknob and pulls it open, revealing a couple of men inside. They shy away from the door, and they're definitely cut in several places. Bleeding, but not fatally so.

"Hey. We're here to help. You guys are safe."

Waving to Harry...

"Can you teleport them out of here?"

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“Yeah, I’ll do it. I haven’t done this to large groups of people before, but I’ll try my best,” he answers quickly.

They’ll need a lot of medical help from healers for the men’s injuries, but right now, getting them out of the cave before the trows will notice is the main priority. Harry closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and begins the teleporting process on the men.

As he teleports them to safety, he is slowly feeling slightly tired as he exerts much of his magic and energy into the teleporting the people away from the trows’ cave. Rose is also feeling slightly drowsy too as she assists him in the process.

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Claire's there when he starts to slump, catching Harry under the arm.

"Easy there, Potter. Let's get out of here, but don't overdo it."

He should have figured out by now that putting too much of his energy onto the teleportation would have tire him out eventually, but that’s a new lesson he needs to remember next time, so he does switch gears to teleport one person at a time. After this quest, he might as well take the longest nap ever to recuperate from the strain.

Once he was able to teleport the last human in the room, he could barely stand on his own legs while Rose is now taking a snooze on his shoulder.

[Closed] We're like the trees in the wind

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