Evangeline, laughs, despite the situation. "If you believe I can shoulder and carry a drake, you overestimate my strength, Master Wolfsong."
"Perhaps though, I can buy us some time." Evangeline dips a hand under her chain mail, and pulls out a pair of paper wrapped tubes, coarse knotted strings emerging from their tops. She bites down on them and and pulls, the strings emerging with a crackling hiss. She throws them onto the ground, a thick acrid, and pungent smoke filling the air as they sputter.
"Finish that one quickly, to carry the beast we will both be needed." She hopes the smoke will disorient the sharp noses of the trackers, and ease their escape.
"Perhaps though, I can buy us some time." Evangeline dips a hand under her chain mail, and pulls out a pair of paper wrapped tubes, coarse knotted strings emerging from their tops. She bites down on them and and pulls, the strings emerging with a crackling hiss. She throws them onto the ground, a thick acrid, and pungent smoke filling the air as they sputter.
"Finish that one quickly, to carry the beast we will both be needed." She hopes the smoke will disorient the sharp noses of the trackers, and ease their escape.
