The Journey from Gunvorton [FINISHED]

[Eir]

Amphitrite seemed likely to handle the Mer on her own, with little input from Eir's wordless instructions. Watching the Mer wield the spear in her own defense was an encouraging sight. For all Eir cared, it meant he did not have another escort assignment on his hands. At least, one that refused to fight back. Unfortunately, the Yaralon Mercenary could not return any thoughts, for he lacked the ability to communicate telepathically. Instead, the Mer receives a thumb's up from the Human before the sudden pulling upon his neck brings them both up for air.

A gasp is taken, air filling his lungs as Eir's eyes widen. He wasn't a decent swimmer as is, he'd surely have drowned before having tasted the salty sea air once more. But before he could return his thanks, the chaos on the docks caught his attention. The shadow fiends were causing trouble everywhere, no one was safe from the deadly onslaught in the middle of this frigid night. Soon, Eir turns towards Amphitrite to comment on the situation. "These people need our help." It was a noble goal, one murmured through shivering, chittering teeth. But the darkness was not over, it was far from done. The shadows were surrounding them, ignoring their presence. Eir grabs a hold of the Mer's arm and swims to the right, right underneath the Gunvorton docks.

Carefully, Amphitrite is pulled out of the water and onto the beach, just enough to be out of reach from their sudden grasp. Yet, she was close enough so that she could dive back into the water at her leisure. "I can't fight in the water with my longsword. It's too cumbersome. You can't fight on land, not without being in a constant state of pain..." The Mercenary carefully reflects on the proper solution, pulling the fur on his coat closer to his exposed flesh.

"I got it!" Eir pipes up, turning towards the Mer. "I'll grab a wagon or something to carry you. You won't have to touch the ground, so your feet won't be touching the ground. Though, for now... I think it's best I just carry you on my back." There wasn't an issue with carrying a Mer on his back. The true challenge laid in the fact that his mobility would be hampered by additional weight. Not to mention, his ability to combat the shadow-spawns that attacked the docks. But it was a risk worth taking. Separating from one another meant being unable to help. Eir soon nears Amphitrite, squatting with his back turned towards the Mer to make climbing up his back an easier challenge. "Climb up! We're going to run through Gunvorton!"

[Amphitrite]

Before being grabbed, the Mer would be continue to stab around, dark ink beginning to drip from each of the monsters. But for every one she managed to take down, two more would take its place, the shadows emerging from the depths and clawing at her arms and fins. Smacking the back of her spear at the one grabbing her hair, she'd be pulled out by the man before they could continue, suddenly on the surface she deeply dreaded.

She made a confused expression towards the man as he began to speak of noble causes and Gunvorton. A sideways glance at the water would make it apparent to Amphitrite that going back was out of the question, but being with the land dwellers didn't exactly appeal to her either. As the shadow Mer and men began to clamor onto the docks next to them, however, she knew she only had one choice.

Carefully, she would wrap her arms around the man's back, holding her spear under her arm like they were an impromptu cavalry charge. As the screams of sailors filled the air, the shadows that were attacking her under the sea were now climbing onto the docks, with a few making swipes towards the duo. Hopefully, with the added weight, Eir would still be quick enough to get them out of there.
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[Eir]

The Mer was lifted off the ground, her arm and spear taken into consideration as Eir struggles to lift Amphitrite off the ground. It only took a single glance back to see the encroaching threat making its way over to the pair. Eir huffed, grunting at the effort required to lift the Mer off the ground. The looming threat of being overwhelmed by the shadow creatures' sheer numbers was enough to get the adrenaline flowing through his veins. The sheer weight of lifting a Mer would cause the ordinary man to buckle underneath and fall over. But Eir wasn't showing off his strength, it was a time for survival. Eir was choosing survival.

"Aaaaaaaaaargh!"

Eir lifts Amphitrite off the ground, carefully coiling the fin around his waist. And within time, too. The shadow digs a hand into his calf, scraping the winter pants as Eir breaks into an unsteady sprint. The sailors and militia men are ignored as Eir runs on through to the stables. Horses were roaming free, trampling men and shadow alike. Only a single wagon remained, with a horse waiting to take any that were lucky enough to find it awaiting survivors. Amphitrite is tossed off his back and into the wagon, forcing Eir to go tumbling to the ground not too long after. "Agh! Hang on, we're getting out of here!" Despite the nasty spill, Eir hurries up to his feet, jumping into seat that awaited him, holding the reigns with two hands before snapping them at the horse. "Yah! Yah! Ride!" The horse picks up on the signal, racing out of the stables as the wagon swings its way out into the streets. The shadow men and Mer are demolished underneath its trampling hooves, riding off into the darkness, where the Mer and Mercenary escape the shadows, for now.


The fine men and women of Gunvorton, unfortunately, would have to fend for themselves. Eir peeks at his right calf, noticing the damage was taken more on his pants leg than the skin itself. Yet he could still feel the lingering dread of being injured from the attack. For now, Eir makes no mention of it. The pain will subside over the hours it'd take for him to travel. "Ahaha! We did it, Amphitrite! Now, we just have to make it down this road!" The road to Scalvoris Proper. It wasn't going to be an easy journey, but it was going to be quite the trip. For now, Eir lets his laughter fill the night, while maintaining the reigns steady. Off into the night they went, with Eir and Amphitrite safe, for now. But trouble would not be so easily eluded. Danger still awaited them, with excitement not too far behind.

[Pegasus]

Rewards for All!

Eir

Story: 5/5
Collaboration: 5/ 5
Structure: 5/ 5

Knowledge:
Mer: Communicate differently
Amphitrite: Mer
Swimming: Searching underwater
Swimming: Dragging a weight along with you
Strength: Carrying another person

Loot: A wagon and horse - which will get you to Scalvoris but the outcome of the thread with Djinn will determine what happens to that then.
Fame: +1 (helping Amphitrite)
Magic: These points may NOT be used for arcana

Story This was an interesting story. In places, however, I feel that you overplayed your skill level - carrying a whole other person with such a low level of strength and endurance is unlikely to allow you to outrun shadow creatures, for example. Please do be careful of that in future, as it could lead to you losing points.
Structure No problems

Amphitrite

Story: 5/5
Collaboration: 5/ 5
Structure: 5/ 5

Knowledge:
Detection: Keeping an eye in a busy place
Spear: Fighting underwater
Strength: Holding your own body weight.
Eir Crestwind: A person
Yaralon: A place

Loot: Cuts over fins and torso
Fame: -1 (left Eir passed out on the docks), -1(throwing fish at Eir)
Magic: These points may NOT be used for arcana

Story Generally fine, no worries. An interesting character and I chuckled at the fish-throwing incident!
Structure Generally fine. Be careful of stray tabs for your font etc - a proof read would help that!

Please do PM me if you've got any questions