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[Dwarmin]

Katoya starts tugging the soldier away.

"We can rest in the afterlife! Right now there's work to do!"

Action: Lets go find those Wizards!

[Harry Baldman]

"Bad times don't wait for good weather, it's said...

Anyway. We've got a little time before the siege. Shall we go see if we can scrounge up some more help? I was thinking it might help if we could get some of the wizards in town on our side-I might be able to convince the Elves to aid us. You could watch my back, and I could do the talking."

"Hm. Wizards? Elves? I am both. Can I help?"

[Dwarmin]

"Hm. Wizards? Elves? I am both. Can I help?"

"I suppose you couldn't hurt."

[kj1225]

Kyle sighs and let's himself be tugged along by the bard.

[Harry Baldman]

Follow Kat and Kyle Johnson with the axe hand. Take in the sights along the way.

[Dwarmin]

Kyle sighs and let's himself be tugged along by the bard.

"Don't look so despondent! Lots of people would envy your position-being tugged to a unknown destination by a pretty girl, in the middle of a magical city under siege, about to be swarmed by unending hordes of bloodhungry demonic forces.

Some people, anyway."

[kj1225]

Kyle blinks before shrugging.
"Yeah, now that I think about it, you are correct."

[Dwarmin]

Kyle blinks before shrugging.
"Yeah, now that I think about it, you are correct."

"Always look on the bright side, right?

We may die, but at least we've lived. Well, I have."

She cocks an eyebrow at him.

"Are you all full up of living yet, Sir Kyle Johnson? Any regrets?"

[kj1225]

Kyle's face scrunches up as he thinks.
"Well, I've never had a wife for more than a week, I've never raised a child, I haven't repaid my debt of honor, and never gotten to go for a walk through the wild wood. And don't call me sir, I'm a soldier, not one of those uppity knights."

[Dwarmin]

"Well, you should totally try not to die, then.

I've loved well and lost it all, song a pretty song so a Dragon wouldn't flame me, have a child whose better off knowing I don't exist, saw the future and ran away from it, made the Elven Queen laugh, hoisted a banner on a blood soaked field with a broken arm, stabbed an evil man with a knife I carved from the bone of a deer I killed, and eaten a Giants pie from the inside out, so he wouldn't eat me.

But, I've never been to the Wild Wood, either. I suppose that's enough reason for me to keep going, right?"

[kj1225]

Kyle nods.
"And I've lived through being left for dead on some damn plane and wasn't brought done by it. Although I also got knocked out by some elf chick in the woods for having an axe. Like I had a fucking choice."
Kyle gestures to his mechanical arm.

[Dwarmin]

"Well, she let you live. That's certainly an Elven sense of humor. Knock a man senseless for bearing an axe into a forest unintentionally, but leave him unharmed. Well, assuming she didn't play any tricks on you...

Me? I've seen enough of trees and, in truth, Elves. I want castle walls and moats, merlons and crenellations, banners and flagpoles. Give me a high tower, and a strong breeze any day, and I'll be happy. Must be all those years in the Empire I guess. All my sap has turned to stone and mortar, alas.

That is an odd hand. Can you take it off? I suppose it's good for cutting vegetables and scratching those hard to reach places? I suppose you can kill a man with a single chop?

I mean the hand with the axe." She said, straight face.

[kj1225]

"I suppose I'm just the opposite. Maybe it's the looks of horror that made me bitter. Least elves don't pretend that I'm normal. Also the fact I think they look interesting. Anyways, the axe bit has a bolt that I pull and fake hand come out. Much prefer it although I never sleep without the axe out. Force of habit."
Kyle demonstrates by doing so. The axe still pokes out but at least it's hidden kind of.

[Dwarmin]

"Interesting.

Who made it for you? Not that I'm doubting your mechanical skills, but unless you decided to build this before..hand...you'd need two hands to do so.

...Don't worry, I'm a Bard, but I'm not insensitive. I won't make jokes about your missing hand. Too easy! Rather make a jape of your nose, it's crocked as a weather-vane! See? I'm a model of sensitivity." She smiles again, as she does often.

[kj1225]

Kyle gives her a deadpan look before speaking.
"A dwarven inventor by the name of Fredigar made it for me in return for a favor. A pretty fair trade."