With both Noah and Deimos around, Tal didn't really need to crouch. He could just hide behind one of the bigger men if he really needed to, but at the moment he was kneeling on the ground rolling a bit of the snow between his hands with a thoughtful look as he tested its consistency and stickiness. Boreal floated high overhead, a pale winged form in a pale Longheat sky, keeping a weather eye out to make sure they weren't ambushed while they solidified their plans.
"Weeeellll..." He grimaced and brushed the snow off on his leg, rubbing his palm over the thick, tightly woven cloth as if he could wipe away the sweat making his palms slick inside his mittens. "Look. I know you guys punch way above my weight class. If you're gonna hit 'em with magic 'n god stuff, I prob'ly can't add much." He drew in a deep breath, looking up at the mountain path and swallowed hard before giving a sharp nod to steel himself.
"But I can be bait with the best of 'em." He flashed Deimos a sickly grin. "Not bein' stupid about it this time, I promise. But if I can sneak up there safely I can strap on my skis and come back down makin' plenty of noise t'lure 'em out. An' not even a frost giant'll catch me once I'm pointin' downhill with my skis on. Can bring 'em right down into whatever trap you two want t'set for 'em."
And if he ended up bringing down more than one, maybe they could all just run like hail and try again tomorrow.
"Weeeellll..." He grimaced and brushed the snow off on his leg, rubbing his palm over the thick, tightly woven cloth as if he could wipe away the sweat making his palms slick inside his mittens. "Look. I know you guys punch way above my weight class. If you're gonna hit 'em with magic 'n god stuff, I prob'ly can't add much." He drew in a deep breath, looking up at the mountain path and swallowed hard before giving a sharp nod to steel himself.
"But I can be bait with the best of 'em." He flashed Deimos a sickly grin. "Not bein' stupid about it this time, I promise. But if I can sneak up there safely I can strap on my skis and come back down makin' plenty of noise t'lure 'em out. An' not even a frost giant'll catch me once I'm pointin' downhill with my skis on. Can bring 'em right down into whatever trap you two want t'set for 'em."
And if he ended up bringing down more than one, maybe they could all just run like hail and try again tomorrow.
