- Posting Speed
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Supernatural, Horror
Nisha pulled her hood down to block her face from not just the harsh wind and snow but the bleary sunlight as well. She nodded at Tucker's suggestion of covering the horse with a blanket. She would have suggested more, but that was when they were near enough to see the campfire like.
"Makes sense," she muttered under her breath. "The golden claw was stolen by bandits after all... so there'd obviously be bandits around." She tapped Tucker's hand so that he'd stop the horse from heading any further. "We don't want them to end up hurting Pippi or ruining our wagon. Maybe we should leave the two here, somewhere hidden, and then sneak up the steps and take the bandits by surprise..."
There were plenty of stairs though, and the chances that they were slippery with ice was quite a danger as well. She could see pros and cons in both continuing as they were and fooling the bandits into believing that they were caught unawares while they really weren't, or in having the drop on the scumbags. Ultimately though, she was leaving this in Tucker's hands.
"What do you think?"
"Makes sense," she muttered under her breath. "The golden claw was stolen by bandits after all... so there'd obviously be bandits around." She tapped Tucker's hand so that he'd stop the horse from heading any further. "We don't want them to end up hurting Pippi or ruining our wagon. Maybe we should leave the two here, somewhere hidden, and then sneak up the steps and take the bandits by surprise..."
There were plenty of stairs though, and the chances that they were slippery with ice was quite a danger as well. She could see pros and cons in both continuing as they were and fooling the bandits into believing that they were caught unawares while they really weren't, or in having the drop on the scumbags. Ultimately though, she was leaving this in Tucker's hands.
"What do you think?"