>>6100335It’s a tough choice, you murmur, face scrunched up in thought, but if you had to choose you’d probably pick <span class="mu-r">RED</span>...
“Like the firetruck, right!?” Asks Volka as she connects the dots with a smug grin on her face! “Good choice, Rook… that’s a good choice right there! I like red too!”
No need to pick right now, you warn with a smile on your face, she hasn’t even seen it yet, maybe!
“Hah! All or nothing! No second guesses!” She fires back! “Red though… I’ll have to remember-”
Dropping into a wide stance mid-sentence, your guide doesn’t say a word as she brings her sword close to her chest before swinging outwards like a samurai chopping bamboo! You’re fast enough to grab onto her shield arm, but the unseen target isn’t… a quiet ‘<span class="mu-s">SPLUT</span>’ is all you hear before a pitiful whine sailing through the air culminates in a ‘<span class="mu-s">CRUNCH</span>’ several feet away!
Before you can react, Volka drops you behind her and creates a barrier between you and your attackers with her muscular tail!
“Stay close–no sudden movements.” Before you can ask, your answer comes in the form of a familiar series of clacking beaks… at least <span class="mu-r">FIVE</span> if your ears are working correctly! Relaying the info to Volka, you feel her feet shift a bit to adopt a more solid position. Despite her usual boisterous manner, the Skog becomes a statue when facing down the beasts–the only noise coming from the quick, deliberate swipes of her blade… swatting another beast out of the air that leaps at her side, Volka keeps you close as she pivots to face the pouncer–the beaked baddie winded, but not injured!
“You see one sneaking up, gimme a tap.” She hisses under her breath. “Breathe, Rook.”
You do, but only after her reminder! <span class="mu-r">FIVE</span> beasts remain, and it looks like you’re not leaving until they’re all done and dusted…
Just gotta listen, right?
>ROLL 1d100+5 (+3 Ring of Echos, -5 Noisy Pack of Beasts, +7 Volka Senses) to spot! Best of 3! 