The continued adventures of not Vikings
03-13-2018, 07:51 PM
Thistle takes a moment to collect her bearings, still lying on the ground. She feels out for Nibbs and finds the cat beside her and pawing at her arm. With a groan, she rolls to her feet and stands up.
Thistle climbs the battlements over to Gwain and company, gingerly stepping over dead and dying defenders. She keeps an eye on the lich quickly advancing across the courtyard and notices that the arrows aren't finding their marks.
"So I know I said Snake wasn't going to be here," she says to Gwain, with a nod of her head to the courtyard, "but that's him down there. And I wouldn't be shocked if he had a friend or two besides with him."
"I'm not exactly experienced with fighting liches, but fire is always good, cold iron is better, but this is going to be a tough fight regardless."
Thistle climbs the battlements over to Gwain and company, gingerly stepping over dead and dying defenders. She keeps an eye on the lich quickly advancing across the courtyard and notices that the arrows aren't finding their marks.
"So I know I said Snake wasn't going to be here," she says to Gwain, with a nod of her head to the courtyard, "but that's him down there. And I wouldn't be shocked if he had a friend or two besides with him."
"I'm not exactly experienced with fighting liches, but fire is always good, cold iron is better, but this is going to be a tough fight regardless."
