Age of Ice and Blood: A Pathfinder System Heroic Fantasy Quest

The Twenty Fifth of Elnu-hamba [Elnu Descendent] Year 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)

You recall the day your father had caught you trying to use a longbow from a horse all too clearly and you can recall all too well the things he had to say about your wit or lack thereof, One cannot really shoot a longbow anywhere but forward and to the right of the horse and that assuming you can shoot anything off a terrified horse in the midst of sheer terror. Henri and Nico try to use the lighter local bows to no avail, they had not trained for it either.

At leas the unnatural fear ebbs and you manage to calm Silver at least a little, you can feel him sweating and trembling beneath you, yet you must ask of him to turn just the same. Tam was still there and you will not leave him behind, living or dead. "For Verley! Do not fall to their trickery! Mighty is truth!" you call and the hearts of men are moved and all who hear you rally and turn.

The sound of a horse neighing in terror splits the air almost sending your steeds to flight again, but you manage to control them.

What you find back up the stony path is strange as it is horrific, the little monsters had seemingly pulled Tam off his horse and then they had driven the poor creature over his prone body, laughing and jeering all the while, half in mortal tongue and half in some other utterance which pain the ear to hear. Wether your man is alive or dead after all that you have seen you could not say between the fickle moonlight and the witch lantern boobing with Silver's every step.

This time you set your self down, arrow still in hand and bow in the other and only then let fly, eye still on the wounded monster. Alas they are too swift and too sly, even in the midst of their cruel game their eyes are on you, only Nico's arrow finds its mark and that only barely. Still it is enough to mark your return in the way the sound of the horses partly had not. One of the others dives down and as you watch in horror gouges Tam's throat open with its claws leaving the blood gushing like an obscene fountain... he is gone.

Tam has been killed

He will be avenged. You press though the rush of false fear that washes over you cold and clammy you charge Tam's killer still on the ground clinging to his corpse. It feels for one fleeting moment as though the world has grown sharper around you, clearer... as though it is the simplest thing o drive the sword forward just so to impale the thing on your sword, driven right though its spine.

A third skull flies from somewhere above, shattering against your armor as Inge slays the wounded spirit with one last blast of ice and the third one turns to flee. This time it is Nico whose arrow manages to draw blood, but it is not enough to slow it, much less stop it.

"Well..." Jean looks down at his dead fellow, he had come very far to die in a strange land against uncanny foes. "Think they'll be coming back?" he asks Inge.

"No," the little girl shakes her head, she is trembling a little now that the fight is over, but no one says anything about it. "Soul thieves are towards and these had few vessels to bind..." The implication is obvious, because you have most of them. "We should demand price of Ukuhamba, oath-bond for man dead against foe he did not tell us of."

What do you do?

[] Just give the damn spirit his skulls and leave so that you may bury Tam in peace

[] Try to extract an oath of aid from the fey spirit

[] Demand answers as the price of Tam's fate, at least then you will know what he died for

[] Write in

OOC: You guys were so close there, the chaneque decided to go for ironic death and have Tam's horse trample him to death, and the trampling did not quite do enough damage on the first round, but then you whiffed your salvo on the return and one of them decided to stop playing.Not yet edited.