[PQ] then there were teeth

DEIMOS

Heave the silver hollow sliver

The Sword had visited the desert far more often than he would’ve liked in the passing season – but circumstances wound and meandered, until there was no escaping the necessity. With the seasonal deity lingering below the surface, people flickering in and out of the dunes, and landsharks remaining a significant threat to any interlopers striving to reach the spriggan, it was an ample opportunity for the guild to learn.

Given the circumstances as it were, and Zuriel’s own past, he took no companions with him, leaving them tucked safely within Halo. Besides, with Noah’s healing powers, should they run into any marring blows, he trusted the Sentinel would be capable of rendering them whole. That, and Deimos had no intention of allowing anyone come to harm’s way.

Only faintly wrinkling his nose at the sudden bout of sulphuric smells, the General turned back towards their gathered team. Traversing together as a group allowed for makeshift planning and devising, some of the same calculations he’d shared with Talyson on their last venture here. The rumbles were low, and said out loud for the courier’s benefit – though he would’ve much preferred Attuned measures and motions for this sort of hunt. “I would like to find a way to get us up higher and out of reach,” pointedly, away from sharper edges and launches from incoming cretins.

He jutted his jaw towards some higher-rising dunes, pondering if that could become their makeshift camp for the moment. “I can create some platforms,” which would allow them all to stand along and shoot at their incoming prey. “But it will take some time, unless a couple of you would like to assist,” to which he grinned lightly. “And we also need some bait.” The fresher, the better.

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Welcome to the Monster Hunter’s Guild PQ to find and hunt down some landsharks! Please list anything you’re bringing so that they may be incorporated into the PQ/rolls.

Deimos needs two others to help him make some platforms (he’ll create the wood and provide the tools), and two others to go find some bait/other animals in the area. Be careful, nimble, and quiet! No post order!

1. Cordelia
2. Noah
3. Sah
4. Talyson

Unite and spread the heart apart

Tal had followed eagerly in the wake of Deimos's calm, measured steps - at least until he'd realized Sah was along as well. That had dampened his enthusiasm somewhat though not his determination to impress, wiping the grin from his face as he pretended to nonchalance instead.

A slim, strong rope was wrapped around his waist; armor and potential tool in one. His fighting axe hung from his belt along his right thigh, but this time he'd cobbled together belt loops to hold the three smaller throwing axes he'd brought along on his left side. A small pack on his back held a large waterskin, a packet of dried jerky, three apples, and the smoked-glass goggles he used to reduce sunglare.

The pale draconic silhouette of Boreal circled high overhead, under strict instructions to simply act as a lookout and warn of anything approaching that could interrupt their plans.

"I can help you with the platforms," Tal offered, flicking a respectful glance towards Noah; the Warden's hunting prowess was well-known by Halo's people, and Tal didn't want to get in his way.

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Tal will help with the platforms!

He has: 1 rope, 3 throwing axes, 1 fighting axe, 1 waterskin, 3 apples, some jerky,  sun-goggles, and something to prove.

Cordelia

"I have one of the lightest shifts here, I think." Aside from Diemos's flying shifts, of course. Something they could use if he wasn't busy creating what they needed for platforms. "I can go off a little ways to see if I can find some birds or something." Meaning that she would be less likely to be detected than the others. Quickly shifting into the form of her fox, pausing briefly to wind around Noah's legs before hurrying off, paws barely a whisper across the sand.

She keeps an eye out for any vultures or whatever else she can find. Cordelia stays low, using what cover she can of the few scruffy bushes to sneak along, darting between them and what few outcroppings of rocks there were scattered through the sands.

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Cordelia shifts into a fox and goes hunting!

I don't want to waste away

I want to live another day