Sounds exciting, pipes up Grundar, I'm willing to join in.

Pacing pensive, lonely loping. Close to closeted home-keeping. Sudden stillness. Hopeful hearing. Ears alive to nighted noises yet not those that others witness.

Two-legs do you hear him calling?
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Henal smiles "yes, quest as the rivals to bring the captives from the darkness into the light".

Hoskar inclines his head a moment, as if listening to something. Maybe he hears a faint rustle of brown feathers, or maybe it's just his cat's mind.

Work and warring till the world's renewing, I was told once. And that foursquare in the world. The path is to be chosen while we can, before we join that caravan where we do not choose any longer. Turning the path aside from squabblings seems apt.

He shrugs. It's easy for a man who had nowhere to fit before. I agree.

"Ok, so we've worked out how we're going to rescue Delenda." His expression saddens, "I still need," Melock coughs, "I mean would like to go to the Unicorn riders temple and tell them what happened to the one we met. Can we visit them on the way to rescue Delenda?"

"The shamans will be helping tomorrow with Erithia's day. And since she shares the Beast Rune with all the rivals and they and she are part of Praxian tribal life then I dare say that enlisting the aid of the shamans then to contact the Rivals for their blessing on this quest will be easier than normal."

"And since we are after rescuing one of our people then we can perhaps get blessings all around on it."

"I think there's no rush before then, the Sables will not be risking missing her day off on their own quest, even if they decide that path rather than ransom."

Temush biffs Melock ceremonially (slowly and painlessly) on the chin. 'Good thought.' He says. 'I'll go with you. It may help.'

Looking unimpressed at Temush's hand, Melock can't help but grin at him, "Yes, having a Sun Hawk with me will be a great help." Melock fails to keep a hint of sarcasm out of his voice. He nervously rubs his neck scars and all trace of sarcasm disappears, "Seriously though, the more the merrier, in case they decide to blame the messenger."

"Blame you for riding the Unicorn and thus driving away the creature whose presence with its connection to her and its natural healing powers was quite possible the only thing keeping the woman alive?"

He snorts "Why on earth would they have any reason to blame you?"

Melock looks concerned, "I think that part of the story can be skipped over," he glances at Temush, "if someone can keep Temush busy while I talk to them, there's no reason that needs to come up."

Temush shrugs 'You've had a long time to make up your mind what you need to do' he says 'You got into a drinking bout with some Ravens and you got ravened. If it was me, that's what I'd say, but my plume does not have the same hue as yours. If you don't want to tell how it was then why do you want to see them at all?

Prairie Thunder tried to help her, Wandering Rangers tried too, it could the wrong you did made things worse, but that's just a guess. She had her mount there and she was still sick. You're one of us, if they think you owe them, then we owe them. We can make good. Just don't talk down to them, or act like they don't count. Minor tribes may be weak but they want to live, and they want to make their own minds up how to do it.

Aware that he's talking to a Sun Hawk, Melock thinks for a moment before answering, "I want," he pauses, "They should know one of their tribe died and that we tried to help, it's better if they hear it from someone who was there. That's the only reason I want to talk to them." He looks around at the Rangers, "I know we're all in this together, but you don't all have to come with me."

Temush raises an eyebrow and tilts his head 'Full and fair just to the day is the ill fare there of' he mutters, 'See how you feel when the time comes and say what comes to mind; we will see what we will see

Laughing, Melock pats Temush on the back, "If I say what comes to mind when I meet new people, we'll probably get chased out of every place we visit." He takes a big gulp of his drink, "Hoskar, you've got an honest face, maybe you can suggest a few good words for me to say."

Henal looks pensive but says "I'll come with you, we are all the Rangers so we should act together. I wonder if what you did really had any effect as the unicorn rider was sick enough that the tribe could not help."

"Thank you Henal, lets hope they're as understanding."

"Of course if we do get Delenda back we'd better not tell her about you riding the unicorn or you will end up singing in a high pitched voice...." replies Henal laughing.

In reply to Henal Longgrass (msg # 256):

"Considering what I talked her out of doing to all of us for killing her brother, I think I can talk my way out of this." he doesn't laugh with Henal, "but if I can't, you're all standing with me, right?"

of course we shoud let them know Hoskar opines. If they've got ways to tell truth from bragging, they might even be grateful to know I put in my healing potion on her. Even though it didn't work.

So I'm in.

After all, you might not find your way without the Condor he adds cheekily.

Smiling sweetly, Melock turns to Hoskar, "I think you just have shown me a better path, if you tell them what happened, obviously leaving out any unnecessary bits, you could have Temush by your side vouching for the," he shudders melodramatically, "truth of your words."

Ohanzee rises "Let's go now. I've heard that many of the women" he looks at Melock as he emphasises this word "who ride unicorns, or aspire to do so, are most active in the hours of Darkness anyway."

"And I've also heard that they hate trolls with a passion, so perhaps they would like to join our quest, but if we want to beat the Sables then we'll likely not have time after the ceremonies tomorrow."

Amara nodded "We are rangers. That makes us more than family. I'm not sure that visiting the unicorn riders is the best idea, but if you feel you must. You must. I'm even less convinced that not telling the complete and entire truth is a good idea, but if you think it appropriate, then so be it. Just remember, I can't save you and Ohanzee from everything you do....and at some point there will be consequences from which even I cannot prevent from happening."

Obviously I wasn't there Melock, offers Grundar, but it sounds to me as if you were being true to your self and Raven. Perhaps it didn't work out so well - you roll the knucklebones and sometimes you win and sometimes you lose, but that is in the hands of the gods, the outcomes are not ours to decide. You are not responsible for that, only the action you took. As to what to say, I'm sure Raven will give you the words to say, and I for one am happy to be there to support you whichever way the dice then roll.

Ohanzee laughs at Grundar's attempt to try to make Melock feel better "What a load of rhino shit!"

"The Great Spirits, the Gods, they are forbidden from deciding the outcome of anything here, that was the Great Compromise that Grandmother Spider wove together in her webs."

Pouring another flagon of beer, Melock looks up to Ohanzee, "That I'm male and have ridden a unicorn just makes me special or maybe unique." turning to the others he raises his flagon in a toast, "Thank you, my fellow Rangers for your support."