A Spying We Shall Go - Open to Wherhandlers [Surveillance]

The lands around New Atricis that are regarded as Atricis' new territory. Not as big as their previous protective range, but still lots of space and wilds to explore. Dragon Flights and Wher Runs also occur across these lands.
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Wed Oct 25, 2017 1:04 am

ooc: open to any Wherhandlers wanting to do a bit of surveillance of the Felines, I am looking for 2-3 other Wherhandlers to join in
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Finally the time came when he could do something useful about the pride of dangerous felines who killed so many Whers. Inggharudube had been itching to go and start tracking the felines but orders from Darilex kept him within the usual patrol paths. He was a hunter by nature even if he typically tracked down escaped criminals and slaves but his Wher was an excellent tracker in his own right. But all that skill would be useless if he went out alone and ended up running into this dangerous pride of unusually large felines.

As soon as Darilex announced he wanted teams to go out and conduct surveillance on the felines he was one of the first to step up for the job. He also knew who he would like on his team. It took a bit of organizing and making sure everybody he wanted was on board to head out into dangerous territory, plus making sure they had all the equipment they would need. His bronze was more than ready to learn more about these felines and maybe take one or two out in the process.

When the night finally came, Inggharudube harnessed up his Wher, double checked he had everything he needed, made sure his favorite swords were secure in their sheaths and he had his trusty whip coiled at his side. He also had a fighting dagger though he would most likely use that more as a tool than a weapon. As this wasn't a long venture into the jungle he didn't have to pack too much food and supplies but he had enough. Anything else he could possibly need he could find in the jungle.

Now it was just waiting for the others to join him before they could set out into the jungle.
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Wed Oct 25, 2017 6:54 am

Galana’s ideas of necessary supplies wasn’t always in line with those of the other handlers, but most of them appreciated her slightly different priorities. Everything she had ever used or wished she had during a rescue went into her bags. Of course she brought enough rations to spend the entire night away from the Weyr, but she was more concerned about water. Lack of water would kill faster than anything but lack of air, and you can’t trust the water out in the wilds to be clean and safe.

Oh, she brought weapons, too. She was by no means an expert with any of them, but she could use them to keep teeth and claws away from her vulnerable parts, most of the time anyway. Galask would be more useful for that side of things, of course. He had fought off aggressive wildlife during more than one of their rescues, though not an entire pride of felines.

Well, they wouldn’t be out alone, after all. The other handlers would be alert and aware to possible danger, too. Galana could defend herself, but she was really there so that she could patch up injuries well enough to make the trip home if they were attacked.

She hadn’t been quite as impatient for these missions as some of the others. Oh, she knew they were necessary, but she was extremely aware of the fragility of human and wher bodies. She really didn’t want to be bringing corpses of handlers back to the Weyr.
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A grunt from Inggharusk alerted Inggharudube to the approach of another Wher. He immediately recognized the blue and his Handler. Who could miss a woman who nearly matched his own height? Though he hadn't interacted with her much outside of their duties, there was something about the tall woman he liked.

"Good evening Galana, glad you could join us." Inggharudube greeted. A healer would be useful should they end up in a fight or come upon an injured lost soul out in the jungle, Inggharudube knew if it came to fighting her Wher was the one who would be the most useful of the pair.

"From the looks of your packs I would say you came well prepared." He doubted Galana was the sort of woman who thought having all her makeup and fancy dresses would be the most important things to bring. In that aspect he found she was more like the tough women of Walled Hold than what he heard about the flighty women of the North. So far he hadn't met many women who failed to meet up to what he expected in a woman: strong, confident, intelligent and beautiful.
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Sun Oct 29, 2017 4:53 pm

Rhea & Brown Rheask & Electrum Rask
With two decently large whers, Rhea was always prepared to carry a bit more of the load for those with smaller whers. It only seemed right to him since they needed to move at the same speed and the last thing anyone needed while out in the wilds was for a wher to tire--especially when those wilds were hiding the dangers of a pride of monstrous felines.

Rhea took a deep breath in and a deep breath out before opening his eyes and checking the final strap on Rask. He had first aid kits, rations, some hides in case a spring shower broke or someone injured needed a wrap. While this was not supposed to be a long trip, he had even brought trapping wire in case they got stuck without rations and needed to hunt. Rheask had two solid wooden tanks filled with water strapped to each of his sides that could be easily dropped with the tug of a cord if the brown needed to run or fight. The rest of the gear on both his whers required little more than a cut of a single rope to loosen it all enough to slide off. Rhea was also focused on his own mobility. His crossbow hung at his side, tapping his thigh as he led the way to the meeting point, with bolts at his waist and back. The sword he had recently picked back up studying sat at his other side, prepared for a quick draw should a feline get past the range of his bolts and past one of his whers. It would be his final line of defense. A belt knife rested along his back as a tool and Rask remained close with a machete tucked into her gear in case the jungle growth grew too thick. They were going outside of their usual realms today and there was no telling what the group may come across.

"Good morning," Rhea greeted the other two from between his two whers, the dark of night finally having taken its hold on the sky. Rask wiggled in anticipation while Rheask stood on guard, his infallible nose already testing the air.
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Thu Nov 02, 2017 6:16 pm

Galana’s smile at the other handler’s greeting might have been more like a grimace. “I’m prepared for trouble,” she confirmed, glancing at her packs. “I have to say, the best possible outcome from my perspective is for me to be completely useless on this trip. If we make it back to the Weyr and you’re a little annoyed that you had to have me along, I’ll be happy.” Maybe some wherhandlers happily anticipated battles. She certainly wanted them to find information, but she rather hoped they didn’t find a large group of felines. One or two they could probably handle with several whers along. The whole pride? Probably not.

When Rhea arrived with his two whers, Galana was admittedly impressed by the water tanks. Not to mention the variety of weapons. She had the typical variety of short and long knives herself, but she much preferred a long walking stick as a weapon, at least in part because using knives involved letting the threat in too close. She probably couldn’t kill a feline with her staff, but she would be able to hold it off long enough for Galask to get the upper hand. The staff could also be useful for a variety of other purposes- more than once she had sacrificed one to use in a makeshift gurney, and they weren’t difficult to replace. In fact, she was more likely to use one of her knives to carve a limb down into an appropriate replacement than she was to use the knife in combat.
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The feline attacks were a serious business. Most of the handlers had realized that long before their leader had decided to do something about it. That had resulted in their deaths. Ferghas, for all he agreed with the idiots that had got themselves killed had decided to do what he did best...keep himself alive. Since the last attack he had gone out of his way to make sure that he didn't put himself in a position that was potentionally dangerous for himself and for Fersk. He knew just him and his beautiful wher would be no match against these larger, smarter felines.

His attitude of staying away, however, changed after their leader finally pulled his head out of his ass and decided it was time to be smart about this and come up with a plan. With all the handlers and the day handlers working together surely they would be able to rid their home of this threat. Of course, a man like Ferghas wasn't so concerned with the well-being of his fellow handlers, but there was a very good reason for him to interested in helping to take down the pride....profit. He could only imagine how much the coats of one of these larger felines would cost in comparison to the normal feline pelts that already ran quite a fortune. How could anyone deny him, or any of the others, the chance to take a pelt of what was clearly an enemy they had defeated. Granted...Ferghas would do what he could to end up with as many pelts as possible. There were plenty of buyers in the north that would sell their own mother for something as exotic as these felines were.

Ferghas knew his good friend, Iggharudube, was putting together a small group to go survey the felines and find out what they could. He decided it was a good idea to tag along. Safety in numbers and all that. Ferghas had packed Fersk with plenty of food supplies and weapons, the ones he was proficient with anyways. He knew how to live out in the wild, so the main thing he could add to the group was survival skills. On top of that he had recently accquired a rather neat little toy he thought might come in handy...one of the starsmiths scopes. It was a bit larger and bulkier than the normal scopes that sailors used, but it could also see further away. The more distance from them and the felines the better.

"Hello darlings. Hope I'm not too late to join this little party." Ferghas greeted the others as he and Fersk joined the small group.
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He gave a snort at Galana's comment on being quite content to be seen as 'useless' than having to use all of her knowledge and skills patching them up. Inggharudube could understand her point of view on the excursion but one thing he knew, he rather have her do nothing than not bring her and sitting there watching a companion bleed out because they didn't have her. Iggharudube did know some basic first aid but his method would be seen as primitive and even cruel to a professional Healer. He stitched up cuts on his own body time to time or on Iggharusk when they were on their own for a couple Turns.

Finally the rest of the group showed up, their Wher's well leaden with supplies. Iggharudube scanned the loads and suspected no Handler overburdened their Whers. If any Handler was prone in doing so they would have learned long ago it was never wise to put too much weight on their companion, Wher's weren't dumb draftbeasts afterall. His own bronze would make it very clear if the load on his back was too much, not that Inggharudube ever put more than he felt was necessary while still allowing his Wher the ability to run or fight if needed and not be completely exhausted by the end of the night.

"Good evening Rhae," Inggharudube responded. He saw no reason to treat nighttime like daytime simply because their schedule started at dusk instead of dawn. All that did was confuse everybody who wasn't a Wherhandler and made it easier for schedules to get mixed up. "I hope you remembered our lessons so you don't have to rely on that crossbow of yours exclusively."

Ferghas showed up then and Iggharudube gave him a nod. "Only time you'll be too late if you came here and we had already left."

"Good, now that we're all here, this is the game plan." Iggharudube announced. "We'll head out along our usual patrol path for the first leg then move cautiously out from there, see what our good trackers can pick up scent wise. From there we'll change tactics depending on what we see once we get to the edge of the more common patrol routes. Till then, move out."

Inggharudube took the lead, letting the others fall into position as they felt best fitted their Wher's talents. Inggharusk was an excellent tracker and knew how to keep his 'prey' from detecting him using a variety of methods such as staying down wind. Unfortunately till they picked up a trace of their enemy it would be impossible to know if their pray was ahead or behind even if they faced the wind at the get go.
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Mon Nov 13, 2017 7:05 pm

Galana was pleased when Ferghas joined their group as well. Some of the other handlers had been worryingly eager for these expeditions, and in her experience that sort of attitude always led to unnecessary injuries. Ferghas, however...

Well, she'd never gotten the impression that he was the type to take unnecessary risks. Some people might call that cowardly. She called it smart. Common sense and caution were the way to a healer's heart, that was for sure. She hated when people made it to the infirmary because they were being 'brave.' That was just another way of saying that they were showing off.

She was not quite as enthusiastic about the man's sassy talk, but it wasn't enough to offend her, either. She just didn't have it in her to participate in levity when she was so conscious of the threat posed by these felines. She had been there when Serisk was brought in, after all, and she was completely aware of the damage those creatures could do to a wher. So her expression...tightened...a little at Ferghas's greeting. He was entirely too cautious to get them all killed by not taking this seriously, but the flightiness made her uncomfortable even if she WAS certain it was only cosmetic.

She nodded silently at Inggharudube's plan. While she and Galask had frequently worked without another wher, they really didn't have much experience at working in a group. Galask grumbled a bit at her reminder to stay with the group, and she wasn't sure whether it was because he wanted to work alone, or because he was offended she thought she had to remind him. Either way, he got the message, and began paying attention to the smells and sounds of the jungle that did not belong to their group.
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Thu Nov 16, 2017 3:30 pm

Your group heads out, leaving behind the Weyr proper and into the less tamed lands of Atricis' territory. While along the normal patrol path, nothing seems amiss, the whers smell nothing strange.

As your group goes further into the untamed territory, Bronze Inggharusk and Brown Rheask are able to pick up the scent of a predator. The scent is old, but could perhaps lead to one of the felines.
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Wed Nov 22, 2017 1:58 am

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The first Candlemark or two of the patrol was uneventful but Inggharudube hadn't expected to find any trace of the felines so close to the Weyr. As the night progressed however he kept increasingly alert. Inggarusk kept waving his great head back and forth in an effort to pick up any scent of felines. His keen sense of smell picked up faint spoor of earlier patrols which he ignored, even the Day Wher scent still lingered on the trail. A few times he came across areas where wild wherries had crossed and once he picked up the scent of a human he didn't recognize. Whether it was a lost Holder or some exiled slave from Walled he had no clue but he was no here to hunt escaped slaves but to hunt dangerous felines.

As the moons rose higher in the night sky, partly obscured by clouds and the thick jungle canopy Inggharusk picked up a scent unmistakably feline but it was old, several days old in fact. Not so old he couldn't track it however should his Handler indicate so.

<A scent, Feline, male, but old, track, chase kill?> the bronze inquired of his rider, his short tail curling upwards in eager anticipation of the hunt.

As soon as Inggharusk reacted to a scent Inggharudube raised his hand in the standard gesture to 'hold' so the rest of his company wouldn't end up passing him by while Inggharusk investigated the scent and reported to him. Looking around Inggharudube noticed Rhia's brown had also picked up a scent, most likely the same given he was close to Inggharusk.

"Inggharusk has picked up a feline's scent, it's old but he feels he can still track it to it's source," Inggharudube informed the rest of them, keeping a low voice however.
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