genessia | 05th Bark | In which Toby gets shot

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05th Bark | In which Toby gets shot

Who: Toby Allaway (

nofortunateone), Fai (

truesmiles), Clayton Young (

alittlebitofhell), Joruk (

filchedfruit)
What: Bounty: Arched
Where: Everglade

[Toby will not claim that this is a good plan, or even a smart plan but it is his plan and he’s sticking with it. His fists are shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket, his usual calm mask pulled over his features. He has the easy part of the plan.

Clay is his scout; the location was picked by him with only a handful of places for the archer to shot. He’s also Toby’s back up in case the poison really does prove to be too much. Joruk is the look out, remaining out of sight with his own weapon ready and his eyes on the lookout for the shooter. Fai is their backup, in case the shooter decides to attack from a magical or unusual angle.

It isn’t a horrible plan. Toby doesn’t know what kind of poison the archer is using or if it will kill him; it’s just a gamble. He hasn’t told their little rag-tag team this but while he’s resistant to poisons he isn’t completely immune to them.

His eyes cast up towards the sky watching the movement of the sun as the seconds tick by. As long as everyone remains out of sight this will work though it’s hard to say]

[ooc: I hand-waved everyone talking about the plan and meeting Joruk. I assume it happens in some bar or something where Toby is talking to Clay about it and Fai gets involved because it’s Everglade and Joruk overhears and they all know more or less the idiocy of Toby’s plan but are going along with it anyway. Feel free to tag him after the fact too, to tell him how much of an idiot he is. If this isn’t okay please let me know!!! I improvised some >.< Also Toby will get shot in the next tag; I wanted to give everyone time to set up their thoughts/what they are doing. I don’t see this being a long thread.]

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[Hindsight is an amazing thing.

In hindsight, his idea had been a stupid one. Yes, it worked but it came at a cost. The poison running through his system is meant to kill most victims, Toby is lucky because he isn’t most victims. His body is slowly repelling the poison but it’s coming at a cost. He’s beginning to feel feverish though he’s stubbornly pushing past the achy feeling in his joints.

He just needs to find a place to sleep: rest, reboot and he’ll be fine.

Anyone who comes across him will hear a steady stream of curse words whispered under his breath. He isn’t looking to go home and get yelled at so he might find a place to sleep in an alleyway or wherever looks comfortable.]

[ooc: feel free to find him wherever between Genessia and Everglade.]

Closed to Cas: Backdated slightly.

[He is an idiot. This is a fact that he’s very aware of though he’s never made strides to fix it. School has never been his strong suit and even now he got dreary at the idea of reading a book. His idiocy doesn’t excuse his behavior the night before.

Toby doesn’t know how to say sorry. He isn’t the sort of person who talks a lot and when he does speak he feels as if his words don’t carry the weight that others do. He foregoes the awkward stumbling over words and decides to do something that he knows, something he’s very familiar with.

He’s standing in the kitchen with a few things set up on the counter. He works as if he’s lived in a kitchen his whole life, frying potatoes and chopping up vegetables and meats. Anyone watching him might comment that it doesn’t look like Toby at all. There is a slight up curl to his lips, not his usual smirk but a smile as he works. Alluring smells begin to drift through the kitchen and he hopes that is enough to call his roommate from her hiding place.]

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[Drizzt has a love/hate relationship with Everglade. There are beasts there that stalk the night, more sinister and dangerous than those in Fayren. In a way, they're a comfort: much more like the untold horrors lurking the Underdark, a place beyond familiar to the Drow. There's a looming dread, though, a silent fear that clings to every leaf, as though the entire city were holding its breath in brace for what was to come. It reminded him of Menzobarrenzan too, the closeness, the paranoia, the assumption of ill intent.

When scouting this place, Drizzt always came with Guenwhyvar. With his infravision, darkness was no obstacle, but claw and stealth and a friend at your side is always a preferable way to explore. His nose was no more fine-tuned than that a human, but Guen's had a history of finding trouble before it found them, and this night was no exception. She'd scouted ahead, but had stopped. The darkness of the new moon overhead urged him to slide his vision into the infrared spectrum in order to see what might be on the horizon.

The grumbling figure, stooped now and obviously injured, or poisoned by appearances, was large even by human standards. As Drizzt neared the clearly, if he hadn't know any better, he would have thought the hulking form an orc rather than a man.

Guen stopped at the edge of the clearly, her body low, as though she were encountering another predator, and a formidable one, and it gave the dark elf pause. He drew a scimitar from his hip, readied but not threatening.]

Peace, stranger. We mean you no harm.

[Toby can smell Guen before the cat and her shadow approach close enough to speak. He'd normally be on his guard or at least react in some way but the fever has stolen most of his attention. Steely gray eyes look up at Drizzt and then down at his blade and then finally landing on the large spectral cat.]

Your sword suggests otherwise.

[He nods his head to the sword and the pushes his fingers through his hair. He feels his forehead burning which adds another annoyance to the currently mounting list of things that are bothering him.]

Lucky for me. I'm in no shape to fight.

[Toby can't even pretend he isn't having a hard time. He can probably defend himself if he needs to but he doesn't want to waste his strength.]

[Drizzt's violet eyes don't sway from Toby's as he responds.]

A precaution, not a threat. [He lowers the weapon but doesn't move to put it away, instead moving it to his side and standing upright rather than prepared for an attack.]

I am Drizzt Do'Urden. [He watches the larger man for a moment before continuing.] I know something of poisons. Do you require aid?

[Toby watches him curiously though the pressing haze over his gaze is starting to become more prominent.]

Toby. [He replies in a short tone. He's currently watching Guen, with a curious look to his gaze.] I need sleep. Cures won't work. [At least modern medicine has never worked.]

You're friend here.

[He nods his head towards Guen.]

She smells like magic. Is she yours?

[His understand of magic is very limited but he knows that magic in his world needs a caster or a caller. Whatever people want to call it, it's someone who helps shape the energy.]

How were you poisoned? [If it had been swallowed, Drizzt knew a moss he could eat to quicken the poison's passage through his body.]

She is called Guenwhyvar, and she is my friend, my teacher, and my confidant, but she is not my pet. [He frowns.] She was bound by a sorcerer to a statuette of a great cat. She is a Shadow of the Shadow Plane.

[And that is Drizzt's extent of knowledge on Guen's origin. While they speak, Guen stands, nudging Drizzt's sword hand before approaching Toby, tasting the air as she goes.]

Grazed with an arrow.

[Luckily his companions caught the prick who did it. Toby grunts, pushing his back against a thick tree. He watches as Guen began to approach, his eyebrow raising in a curious arch. It's very difficult for Toby to look unthreatening but he can at least show Guen through body language. It's easier to talk that way anyway.]

I never said she was a pet. [There is a harsh memory to his tone, suggesting that such a notion would be disgusting. Toby knows what it's like to be someone's pet.] Magic usually has to be grounded somewhere. [He explains feeling incredibly tired by this conversation.]

[Drizzt nods at his response, sheathing his blade and shrugging his travel pack from his shoulder. From inside, he pulls a water skin and a dried herb. It's a plant Guen had lead him to after being bitten by a strange insect. He crumbled the mint leaves into the neck of the water skin and gave it a shake. It did little to speed the poison through his body, but it had been relaxing and he'd slept through it.

He approaches his new friend, Toby, and offers him the water skin.]

It may do little to help, but this plant should help with your discomfort. Sleep. Guenwhyvar and I will keep watch.

[He waits for Toby to take the water skin before he takes a seat on a small rock nearby and looking over to his feline companion.] You did not. [He nods at Toby's observation.] She is connected to this. [He reaches back into his pack and pulls out a statue of a panther, carved from obsidian.] She is bound to the voice of the statue's owner. She will come when I call her, and go when I bid it. [He raises a hand to illustrate he isn't finished with his explanation.] In my homeland, a sorcerer used her to murder his enemies, to torment them, torture them. I killed him for this sin, and saved her. She has been a constant companion in my exile.

[Toby eyes the leaves as Drizzt sprinkles them into the waterskin. He hesitates, unsure if he should trust a complete stranger in the middle of Everglades woods. Then again, if he wishes to kill Toby there were far easier ways to do it. He takes the skin and the pungent scent of the reconstituted leaves hits his nose. His brows furrow slightly but he drinks the mixture anyway.

Toby gulps the liquid easily draining half the skin in a few short seconds. The water is cool against the back of his throat and a welcome change to the warmth of his fever. When finished he holds it out for Drizzt to take, removing any excess drips from his chin using the back of his hand.]

I'll be fine. Water is enough.

[He sees no reason to comment on Guen. It's good that he's with Drizzt, for both their sakes, assuming the story is true.]

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