Bright Eye, Winter Night 2, 354 AC
Gharad tapped the cleric on the shoulder to get his attention. The cleric ignored the warrior at first, focusing on the blood that stained the nearby snow. Finally Chai looked at the warrior, then to the horizon.
A domed object made its way clear of the haze in a relatively short amount of time. Gharad clutched the hilt of his sword, as the domed object revealed itself to be a large creature with an elderly stocky dwarf atop it. A full scraggly beard on his head and a quirky expression on his face, he drove the enormous tortoise burrowed through the icy dust and snow toward Chai and Gharad, making the elderly man appear to be riding the wakes of the barren Plains.
Gharad drew his bow. Chai pursed his lips, a prayer to Chemosh at hand.
As the dwarf on the woolly tortoise approached, he attempted to an enthusiastic wave at Gharad and Chai, a broad grin on his face. But as he lifted his arm, the dwarf let go of the reins. Noting holding him in place, the dwarf rolled off the back of the tortoise, tumbling into the frozen ground, "oof!"
"What is that?" Chai said, keeping his eyes on the giant tortoise.
The dwarf started shivering and chattering his teeth amidst his unkempt beard.
The tortoise, now absent his driver, slowed to a stop. Its head slowly rose from the floor of the Plains to peer at the elderly dwarf stuck in the snow at least a foot.
Gharad stared at the giant creature; his mouth gaped, though the cold quickly reminded him to close it.
The tortoise tilted its head to the side and watched as the elder Dwarf chattered his teeth.
Chai slowly turned his gaze from the woolly tortoise to the dwarf. The dwarf stared back at Chai and waived as high and as wide as his stature would allow, the grin on his face made even odder by the chattering of his teeth.
"A hoy, ya der!" the dwarf shouted.
Chai moved closer to Gharad, whispered something in to the warrior’s ear. Nodding at the dark cleric, Gharad readied his bow.
Another person jumped off the back of the giant woolly tortoise, a young female, with long brown hair, and about half the height of a human. She waved at Chai and Gharad as she ran over to the stuck dwarf.
"Oh come on Torz,” the dwarfs muttering could be heard over the dry air, “don't make me site here in da snow's with dis kender sneaking up on me! What sort of…" the dwarf continued mutter, mumble and swear as his kender riding companion reached him.
“Hey! You need help?” The small kender asked, her high pitched voice reaching even Gharad and Chai’s ears.
"AAAaaaahhh!" The older dwarf screamed, jumping with fright. As soon as he landed he scrambled through the snow, sinking in deeper with every step. The dwarf stumbled his way toward the now slowly moving tortoise as it started to leave without him.