The other members of the G tribe are no where to be found, including the huntress that was pinned to the ground by the lance. The civilians move out of Eva's way as she walks with weapons drawn; still coughing and some shooting dangerous glances towards her.Â
As she might proceed further into the camp, Eva may notice that Myst has made her way back to her mother's embrace, still crying hysterically. The woman glances towards Eva and nods her head; she will be able to handle it from there.Â
As the chaos dissipates and the clutter of the mob is lessened, the G tribe, to include the large male, can be seen being ushered into the gate by one of the guards; however the three huntresses are not with them. The male throws a smirk in the direction of the camp before being led in.Â
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Norrington stammers back into consciousness as he feels himself being dragged on the ground. His gaze flicks to the unknown man who is patting his cheek, and he pauses....
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The drake spits a plume of fire towards the man'a ear as he rolls away from the stranger. On his hind legs, he squares the man, who hit him out of the blue, glaring at him dangerously.
"Hey jackass!" Comes a shout and dagger in the man'a direction. The huntress embellishes her dagger throw with all the rage she can muster. "Next time, search the person you tie up and make sure they don't have a weapon!" She is about to leap at him again, until she spots the drake who has focused his attention on her with a snarl.
As she might proceed further into the camp, Eva may notice that Myst has made her way back to her mother's embrace, still crying hysterically. The woman glances towards Eva and nods her head; she will be able to handle it from there.Â
As the chaos dissipates and the clutter of the mob is lessened, the G tribe, to include the large male, can be seen being ushered into the gate by one of the guards; however the three huntresses are not with them. The male throws a smirk in the direction of the camp before being led in.Â
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Norrington stammers back into consciousness as he feels himself being dragged on the ground. His gaze flicks to the unknown man who is patting his cheek, and he pauses....
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The drake spits a plume of fire towards the man'a ear as he rolls away from the stranger. On his hind legs, he squares the man, who hit him out of the blue, glaring at him dangerously.
"Hey jackass!" Comes a shout and dagger in the man'a direction. The huntress embellishes her dagger throw with all the rage she can muster. "Next time, search the person you tie up and make sure they don't have a weapon!" She is about to leap at him again, until she spots the drake who has focused his attention on her with a snarl.
