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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

The other wolves scattered at the sight of the chainsawrd.

Deslan found himself covered in blood and other viscous fluids as the creature welped, spasmed and died, pissing a bit in the process. The smells of Aule's Mansions were well covered over by the horrid stench of blood and death. His clothes were also in need of a wash and he had to dispose of the thing's body else it would start to rot and draw other unwanted predators.

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The gate slid open and allowed the group to pass. The other side was mostly plains and muddied ground and the Greenway road led south of them. The West-East road on the other hand connected to it.

"Which way?" Asked Marco.

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Deslan chose the most obvious option. He took a knife and began skinning the wolf. He then rekindled the campfire, took a few sticks and set a few bits of meat to cook. He brought a torch with him while he went to clean his clothes in the river, except for his cloak which he wasn't wearing during the wolf's dismemberment. His underwear and shirt seemed fine, as the gambeson took most of the blood. Still, it was a pretty gambeson.
 
Grimnir halts his horse, and looks at the rest. "Clearly none of you know where we can find Imladris, yes, Imladris, known in your tongue as Rivendell. Follow me, as usual lads." He says as he rides towards Imladris.
 
Sigeric spoke up, ignoring Grimnir. "Rivendell should be somewhere in the foothills of the Misty Mountains. We shall travel the East Road, and stop to rest at the Forsaken Inn, a day's ride east of Bree. After that, we shall continue."
 
Grimnir ignoring Sigeric's words speaks to the others, "I've seen the secret valley Many times on my map during my campaigns, while that kid over there wasnt even on this world.. You can Follow me there, or risk staying with the bugger and get delayed, or spotted by the enemy." He says as he rides off towards the good direction, thinking About how Sigeric was a failure in the Dalish King's Eyes, laughing.
 
"I think i would rather fly as a giant bat around the misty mountains than follow that low life midget" Iver said after the dwarf rode away. "How about we ride our horses in full speed and when they get tired card and i will transfer into flying beasts and fly toward the general direction of rivendell"
 
Sigeric shook his head at Grimnir's impertinence. The Dwarf had resolved to undermine the unity of the group ever since they were first captured. Sooner or later he would have to be put in his place. Sigeric turned to Iver. "I do not know how the Elves would react to a giant bat approaching their home. Such creatures were once ill omens, and servants of darkness. Perhaps you or Cardiloc could use your abilities to scout ahead, as long as you were to remain unseen."
 
"You guys continue so i wont scare the horses" He said before he got off his horse, walked away from the group and 3-4 minutes later cut his finger with his dagger before transforming into a bat to scout the area ahead of them.
 
"That fool is going to kill us all," Ha'zi mutters as Grimnir rides away. No way is he going to listen to that dwarf. Grimnir is impulsive, disrespectful, and self-centered. Meanwhile, Sigeric, even though he's a bit cold, actually thinks and cares for the group. He'd rather follow him than that idiot.
 
Cardiloc nods at Grimnir's words, following after him spurring his horse. He rides up close to him. "Dwarf, I understand you've been in the world longer than Sigeric. But he's just trying to help." He shrugged to Grimnir.
 
Iver transformed and flew up into the air, his wings batting against the wind. His wounds all healed with the transformation and his vision was clear as day. He could see for miles yet only saw trees and forest ahead.

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((Time skip 2 days))

It had been two days since they departed Bree in search for the mythical Rivendell. All of them had slept except for Iver, who had found that he possessed a new ability, unlike the other shifters he was able to maintain his form and even sleep whilst flying. He had been in the Flying Giant form for the past two days and yet had only seen the forest. The road was long and winding and the journey boring and grueling. Each of them had time to talk and discuss their current situation with each other. Eonwe's loss was still prevalent as most of them did not know what to do upon reaching the fabled Rivendell. Iver had been able to descend once every while to inform them that he had spotted nothing so far but now, now they had reached the Misty Mountains. Iver could spot them in the distance and his vision, although not amazing during the day, allowed him to see a river ahead of them. They had previously passed over the Last Bridge and been in Trollshaws territory. Grimnir, albeit attempting to ride ahead of them and camp away from them, was still on the same road and they usually caught up to him every once in a while. There was a lack of life, them having seen not a single soul for the past two days, and even a lack of pursuers. The Maiar who had taken Eonwe did not appear again and it could only be assumed they had given up the hunt. Perhaps Eonwe had convinced them that they were not worthy threats, or perhaps they had executed their friend and were going to return?

Iver spotted something moving through the shrubbery ahead of them, some sort of movement in the treeline. Sigeric, Ha'zi, Cardiloc, Dimitri, Thoruk, Marco and Daugo heard the sounds of shouting and fighting ahead but it was Grimnir who, in his haste, reached the source of the sounds first.

Grimnir's pony reared and bucked as he followed the road, winding through a thick brush and coming upon a curious scene. There was a fight occurring between a troll and a dozen or so orcs. The creatures appeared to be murdering each other, horrifically.

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Deslan eventually cleaned up and found his horse awake and ready for the day. Kuntsworth neighed at him, seemingly hungry. The wolf had tasted...well...like wolf but could he really feed his horse wolf? Of course he could!

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Cardiloc had stayed close to Grimnir, trusting in the old dwarves counsul and company. "What do we do?" He asked Grimnir hesitantly.
 
"What in Durins name is this noise?" they migthy dwarf yells towards the others "Sounds like an orc getting fa'kd, damn buggers, let's hope my ears don't get this right lads." he says as he grabbes hold of his axe and walkd towards the place from where the sounds come. "Lemme check lads, I bet it's only some kind of wild boar, aye." he says as he walkes off.
 
Ha'zi tries hard to hold back a laugh after what Thoruk yells, and hops off the pony, quickly tying it to a nearby tree. He grabs his boar spear and Croc teeth and follows the dwarf.
 
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