Hunting High and Low [EM3]

[Daunt]

He led in silence. Soon, they would have their prey slaughtered. But what was more intriguing...

EM3. Hunt. Sacha Boost.: 1eP+1eA+1eB+1eD 1 success, 2 advantage, 1 Triumph

[Dapper Dog]

The creature a six legged predator cat was feasting on what looked like an unfortunate Mandalorian foundling... well what was left of him.

[Daunt]

"I guess we cannot help this one. You'll probably want to bury him or whatever your people do." Daunt said in measured, emotionless tone as he tossed the dead sextupedal feline aside. He shared his attention between the predator and the prey for anything telling, then decided to start pelting the animal.

[Sacha Ordo]

The creature a six legged predator cat was feasting on what looked like an unfortunate Mandalorian foundling... well what was left of him.

"Yeah..." She replied quietly, closing his eyes if they were still there to close, then lifting the body carefully. "I need to return him to his Clan and inform them of the circumstances." He can hear the difference in her voice as she grit her teeth, the anger underpinning it. "This shouldn't have happened."

"I'm sorry, I have to cut this short. I'd like to talk to you again, though. Do you have a commlink?"

[Daunt]

"I do not." He said, removing the pelt. "Maybe just build a small litter."

[Sacha Ordo]

"It's not that. I just don't like cutting this short, so I wanted to know how to contact you later." She took over her cloak, draping it over the body.

[Daunt]

"We can agree on the place and time now?" Daunt was never much into technology that made you dependent on it.

[Sacha Ordo]

"Sure... We could meet out here tomorrow morning?" She suggested.

[Daunt]

"Sure." He nodded. "Do you also want to recover parts from the creature's stomach?"

[Sacha Ordo]

She hesitated, then nodded. "I should at least see if there are any personal effects I need to recover," she said, putting the body down and stepping over.

[Daunt]

Daunt opened the carcass with zhaboka for Sacha to investigate.

[Dapper Dog]

There is well lots of organic stuff but there is an old blade in their and Sacha would recognize it as an ancient blade used by Mandalorians... well ancient ones the practice fell out of use long ago. a long knife or dagger, dull from age.

[Daunt]

"Guess this stuff belongs to your people." Daunt said, following her gaze, but then stepped away for her to do with it what was meant to be done with it. The Way and all that.

[Sacha Ordo]

"Yeah... I wish I knew more than that," she sighed, tucking the dagger away and lifting the boy's body easily. "I need to go. I'll see you tomorrow, Daunt."

EM 3, Lore v Avg: 1eP+3eA+2eD 0 successes, 7 advantage


(Srsly Orokos)

[Daunt]

"I'll finish with pelting and am good to go. See you tomorrow, Sacha Ordo."

[Sacha Ordo]

"See you then," she agreed. With that, she headed off with her burden.

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[Daunt]

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+1 sextupedal feline pelt