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by acodispo » Mon Feb 29, 2016 4:45 pm
For a moment Wetzel just stares at The Herald, looking a bit startled, as if surprised to be addressed. Then a light comes into his eyes, and he glances down the passage again.
As he straps his hobgoblin helm back on to his head, he looks at the floor and speaks softly, saying: "I'll try left, and take a look. Get ready in case I run."
Then the little man strips off his pack and bedroll, and sets them on the ground near his companions. He leans his shield (of human make, from Manfred's camp), against the wall.
"Watch those for me," he grunts.
Finally, he takes a rough clay pipe & and a leather pouch from his pocket, and fills the bowl with a bit of tobacco, tamping it down with his thumb. If there's a torch or other flame about, he takes a bit of tinder from his pack and lights the pipe. In any case, he clamps the artifact in his teeth and grins around it.
"Casual, eh?"
With that he listens for a moment for any commentary or advice from his companions, and then he walks out into the thoroughfare.
Having spent much time amongst the animals of the field and forest, he has intuited much about how to appear strong when you are not. He does his best to relax, drawing at the pipe, carrying his spear loosely in his right hand -- though taking care not to let it butt against the ground too hard -- and keeping his head not too far up nor too far ducked, looking left nor right but ahead toward his objective, watching out of the corner of his eyes for signs of moment, and listening hard (best he can with the helm on his head).
He advances toward the sunlight, with the intent of stopping as casually as possible just before the first branch passage, and taking a moment there to listen.
[f=47]Wilibald "Willie" Whitfoot, F1/T1 (M 12", AC 6, HD 1+2, hp 9/9, L) gambeson+helm, shield+warhammer[/f]
[f=59]Witherun [Agile Hero, MV 12′′, AC 6, HD 4, hp 16, FC 4 men/hero, SV F4, L] hide+helm, shield+dagger or bow[/f]