The bird’s sorrowful croons tightened a knot of sympathy in Rance’s chest. He’d gone close to help, stroking wet feathers in an instinctive and futile attempt to preen some of the water out, making the low sound that was his currently human throat’s version of a raven’s chirr. Hiss eyes widened as the water pealed away from the giant bird, as if it were simply clay to be pushed aside. A quick glance around showed him a few who were gesturing, the water responding to them. It was one thing to know Caido had such magic users, it was another to actually see them at work. Unfortunately, the bird dropped to the ground without the water to support its massive weight and Rance stepped stepped away a bit as others rushed to use their magic to buoy it back up.
Looking around at the gathered crowd, he spotted the sledge and those gathered around it. “Hey, the way’s clear!” Rance shouted, waving to get their attention, in case they couldn’t see the exposed waterbed from their angle. He turned briefly back to the crowd around the bird, many seeming to try and assist with water manipulation, and made a quick decision. Down there, all he could be was another set of arms trying to lift the obviously weak bird. But if they could get the sled down there, and move the bird onto that instead….
He turned and jogged to the second group, gesturing over his shoulder. ”They’ve got a path sorta clear, you need help with that? Will that sled be okay on wet sand?”
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Rance sympathizes with the L’ma and, once others begin using magic to support it, runs to the group by the sled to offer his assistance.
Looking around at the gathered crowd, he spotted the sledge and those gathered around it. “Hey, the way’s clear!” Rance shouted, waving to get their attention, in case they couldn’t see the exposed waterbed from their angle. He turned briefly back to the crowd around the bird, many seeming to try and assist with water manipulation, and made a quick decision. Down there, all he could be was another set of arms trying to lift the obviously weak bird. But if they could get the sled down there, and move the bird onto that instead….
He turned and jogged to the second group, gesturing over his shoulder. ”They’ve got a path sorta clear, you need help with that? Will that sled be okay on wet sand?”
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Rance sympathizes with the L’ma and, once others begin using magic to support it, runs to the group by the sled to offer his assistance.
