Segment 6
Chang Jun - Chang proceeds warily, brand held high and behind so that the light might not completely spoil his vision in the gloom. His keen sight picks out the fur-clad bodies that threaten the camp. He remains ready to react to the events around him.
1/2 move, Chang sees the creature in P20 and S27. Still have 1/2 phase available
Ayan - Grimly the old man grips a branch meant for the group fire but now a club to stand against the demons of the night. He listens and watches, huddled close to the fire. If he is afraid he makes no show of it. He stiffens, widens his stance and he peers back towards the dim shape of the nearby tree...
1/2 move arm himself with branch, PER roll
Segment 8
Sarajen - Falling back, away from the hungry fangs, the elder thief edges into the light of Syssiah's brand before raising the arrow to his cheek, a slow breath, and release. The shaft disappears into the night but the cry of bestial pain is sweet in answer as the outline of the predator falls where Sarajen previously stood.
Impairing wound to the vitals, the demon-dog drops immediately and will bleed out over the next few Turns
Syssiah - The struggle of survival all around her, dimply seen just outside the comfort of her light. The princess does not flee or cry for protection, drawing instead her blade and watching for any creature that would dare come close.
1/2 draw weapon, 1/2 phase delay
Qul Aldabe - For all their viciousness, Ayan's demon-dogs are only interested in weak opponents. Their tactics are one of speed and surprise, strike and fade away and in this they have succeeded. 3 mares have been driven into the night where the rest of the pack waited. If only one is killed they will eat well. But in moments 2 of their number have fallen. This is not their way. With a final burning glare to the Vanir, the predator before him turns and disappears into the darkness. Whatever Ayan sees near the tree does not approach, fading into the night with no sign if it had ever truly been there. The sounds of the guttural laughter fades into the distance and away.
predators fail their moral check, they run
Niamh - The words and touch of the Pict are in time, Niamh can see the roll of the mare's eyes focus on her and knows another moment and it also would have run into the jaws of the night. Still skittish yet it heeds her command and follows as she leads it toward the light of the fire.
nice roll, mare is still on edge but follows
Horses - The mare beside Marduke, Syssiah and Sarajen still looks about with fear, can smell the bodies of the demon-dogs nearby but perhaps the lack of sound from the beasts help it to recognize they are no longer a threat. It is still on edge but no longer strains against the strap binding it to the old tree. Tiberio struggles as his mare tries to buck, to run as its instincts instruct but the Aquilonian guides his mount to calm in short order. The injured mare turns back towards the fire, away from the direction the predator fleeing Marduke has gone. As it moves closer the wound to its leg becomes clearer. Tiberio knows it will never bear another rider.
3 horses are saved and unharmed, 1 is injured, 3 are lost to the night and the jaws that chase them
Marduke - The Vanir can only glower at the hindquarters of his target as it disappears back into the dark.
Tiberio - With his mount under control, Tiberio is able to move towards the fire and reach the stricken mare's broken lead.
Combat is ended