If it is possible to scoot over to where Hyenakles just yelled fast, do that. Otherwise, look around for better cover while I still have chance to get it. You know, maybe there is some Frodo-hiding-from-Nazgul effectiveness level cover around.
...oops.
Stop screaming.
John scampers through the dark and tackles Hyenakles, squeezing his muzzle shut.
"I understand you have a racial bonus to cackling in the darkness, but this isn't the time."
Try to figure out if whatever it is is heading towards me.
Ooo that will be fun.
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Clearly it's one of those failures that John was talking about earlier, here to wreak chaos and havok, hateful of the world it was born into and jealous of the perfection of everything except itself.
Hyenakles: continue screaming. Also, garnish self with salt and pepper and tuck a sprig of parsley behind my ear before assuming a seductive (and tasty!) pose on the hood of the jeep.
((Could you make him commit suicide with the gun he got from me, while you're at it? I'll empower this gun with blood. Lupine people told me that's how it works.))
Well...thats not really how it works.
Go read the description of it and the bullets again and you may get an idea.
begin waddling away from screamy mc'panics-a-lot if giant murder beasts come for me give them a hearty dose of flame breath
Why is my mental image of you just Gunter from Adventure time?
Check if the skeleton is still alive. You never know in the afterlife. At the very least check if it's got anything on it.
If that leads nowhere, try steering this thing as you would a horse. Utilize previous lifetime of contemptuously glancing at novelty coach drivers as inspiration.
You poke the skeleton with one wing. It's skull falls off. Yep, probably dead. Or at least in the sort of shape where you think you could take him in a fight. You poke around. It's wearing some old clothing that has some stuff in it. A handful of bright silvery coins in a leather sack, a strange little golden statue or ornament that looks like a double ended hawk talon, and some of what look like smooth river rocks, but made of colored glass. Hmm.
You walk over to the ropes and grab one at random and give it a good yank with your beak. The beast makes a noise, a rumble you can feel reverberate through your feet, and starts to turn to the left.
"Bingo."