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[bindingeagle]

"I think the giants are on a warpath," he whispered, readying his staff. "Let's try to avoid them."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Obviously," she whispered back, summoning her own. "The trail continues this way."

 

[bindingeagle]

The trail grew even worse up ahead. Even Keth, with his huge sword, was having difficulty clearing the path. They were making quite a bit of noise just to get ahead, and the giants weren't getting any further away.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika was struggling herself, even with her staff, sword, and magic. But she didn't want to risk the main road.

"Where's the nearest clearing?" she asked Vagnor quietly.

 

[bindingeagle]

"It should be coming up soon, but there are centaurs in this territory,' he said. "We may need to trade."

 

[celestialdragon]

"I love centaurs," She said, shrugging. "They usually don't trade with me too hard."

 

[bindingeagle]

"That's the hitch,' he said, "They don't generally like my brand of magic."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Who does?" she said dryly. "Let me talk to them, they like me." She looked up at Keth. "You okay with centaurs?" she asked.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Sure," he said, "No problem, just worried about giants."

 

[celestialdragon]

"We all are, baby," she said, smiling up at him.

 

[bindingeagle]

The trail grew clearer over the next hill, like someone was tending it. The path widened and seemed to lead into the glen Vagnor was referring to.

 

[celestialdragon]

She kept walking, her eyes open for the centaurs that obviously lived near here.

 

[bindingeagle]

While it appeared to be a centaur camp, no one was living there currently. Keth began looking around for the boltholes they would bed down in in case of trouble but came up empty.

 

[celestialdragon]

She cast a quick earth spell. "The centaurs are off, on the move," she said quietly. "They're about three miles away."

 

[bindingeagle]

Thundering footsteps were heard from behind them as Vagnor whipped around to find they had been followed. The giants sneered at them, hefting their tree sized clubs.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Fuck," Al'ika said, setting her staff down.

 

[bindingeagle]

Vagnor leveled his staff at one and shot a dark beam at it. It appeared to weaken lowering its club under an unfamiliar strain.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika crafted a fire spell and aimed it at their clubs and clothes, hoping to burn them.

 

[bindingeagle]

Some of the cloth caught on fire, but the trunk was too thick to burn easily. He patted it out and took a swing at her.

 

[celestialdragon]

She ducked and rolled out of the way, firing a fire spell at the earth beneath the feet of the giants.

 

[bindingeagle]

Keth was battling one, trading blows, but giving more than the unskilled warrior he was facing. The one she shot fire at stumbled, and Vagnor took the opportunity to cast a life draining spell on him. He seemed to shrivel, but was still alive.

 

[celestialdragon]

She gave him a nod of thanks, and froze the giant. "You okay, Keth?" she asked, prepping another spell.

 

[bindingeagle]

"OK," he said, trying not to appear weak. "Help might be good."

 

[celestialdragon]

She threw the spell and unsheathed her sword to join in on the fight.

 

[bindingeagle]

Now that two were fighting it, the giant was on its heels. Vagnor was spritely for one so old, taking the last giant by himself.