This was not the plan

[thuringwethil]

Fang lifts his head and barks sharply, and Thuringwethil turns from burping Opal to glance out a concealled window. Jade is here, with that bumbling secratary of hers, and cursing, Thuringwethil sets Opal back in her crib. This was not the plan: they are approaching from an angle completely different to any of her carefully laid paths. The paths

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[jadegemini]

:dismounting, she lets the horse's reins fall down in front of his neck, hoping not to have to need to leave in as great a hurry as she feels: We're here, Hama. :a howl split the air, and Jade grabs for her sword, spinning to face the only opening visible to the lair:

*blinks at the howl*

[hama]

Ack. So we are.

*Instead of dismounting Hama wheels his horse to the side, nocking arrow to bowstring and watching the lair entrance closely. Thus when the beast emerges he's sidelong to its path -- he manages one good clean shot before his unfortunately NON-Rohirric horse completely freaks out and reaches for the sky*

[jadegemini]

:there's a clanking thud, but the Warg, though wounded, is still coming. Jade jumps to the side at the last possible second, scoring another hit on his flank, but loosing her sword. She rolls to her feet, drawing the twin sword from her belt, and turns to face the Warg again: Hama! You all right?

[hama]

*Hama would answer, but he's briefly distracted by hitting the ground with an oof and rolling aside to avoid hooves as the horse makes a prudent break for it*

I'm good...no worries...

*The bow is a loss but he's still got his sword, as the warg discovers much to its chagrin three seconds later*

[jadegemini]

:grinning, Jade offers him a hand up before stooping to retrieve her sword: Nice job, Hama. You want to take the pelt? It would make a nice cloak? :despite her light tone, Jade can't help glancing over her shoulder at the mouth of the lair, she can't be sure that the Warg is the only thing Thuringwethil will send out after them: