Snippet #1471042

Jurial Plains

The pair of brothers were making good time in the forest, their lives spent guarding the Shawoman insured they wouldn't fail or fall prey to some obvious detail. Moving in leap frog procession they stretched forwards, hiding behind trees and surveying their surroundings. The land smelled heavy of decaying plant life and wet earth. Other than their movements through leaves there was very little in the way of sound. Brack moved to lead again, taking three strides and stopping. His eyes looked down and he raised his right arm up, battle axe clenched in hand. The signal to stop. Not looking back to see if his brother saw he lowered his arm and hunkered himself down, making his large frame at least a bit smaller. His footsteps were slow and purposeful, war hammer sweeping through the brush and leaves in his way until they broke away into a clearing. Stopping at its edge his eyes traced up to the signs of battle. Soldiers and children lay on the ground, more soldiers than children but the fighting marred the earth and trees and told the picture clearly. The soldiers were trying to move out of the forest, the children disagreed, for whatever the reason.

Bending down now he looked around carefully, eyes trying to find hits or details to depict of any children might remain. A twig snapped behind him. In a moment he was up, war hammer drawing back over his head as his battle axe spun around, and stopped before hitting Dormund clean in the neck. Their eyes locked and the younger brother lowered his weapons, nodding towards the clearing. The pair moved out together, back to back and weapons up, ready for a surprise as they made their way to the center. Confirming they were alone they searched the battleground, noting where the enemies and allies fell and summarizing these soldiers were herded like cattle more likely than making a retreat at this point. Looking up at each other they nodded in agreement. They would explore further before returning to warn the Shawoman of what they saw. Eyes sweeping the trees around them they moved deeper into the forest, taking them further from the scene and leaving nature to handle with its clean up.