He grinned under his hood as he watched the man wandering about Skara Brae, he would be perfect, he thought. This man will make fine sport. Dervish turned quickly and made for the Moongate, casting off the shroud and mounting his ostard as he arrived in the forests of Yew, setting off for the small cabin he had appropriated for his own use.
A short ride later the stepped off his mount fluidly and opened the door, Omen was already waiting for him, good. "Where have you been?" he asked the Jukari impatiently, " Hunting. I've found one. A man of Olympus. He will make easy prey". Omen nearly smiled at that, "Good. We will make an example of him, the Alliance will soon learn the price for standing against us. Take me to him."
Dervish and Omen arrived at the mainland of Skara shortly, where his fellow Jukari Fateweaver waited patiently. "Do they know of our presence?" Fate shook his head simply, "The man is still within the city, but heading this way. He is alone." Dervish grinned with hunger, "Good, go inside the hut and wait for the signal" Dervish dismounted and tied the ostard to a tree and leaned his spear conspicuously against the doorway of the hut before stepping inside and concealing himself in the corner.
Dervish heard the footsteps and the pause, knowing that they had been spotted, and the scurrying feet shortly after. He nodded silently to the others, the bait had been taken, now to hope he returned without an army in tow...
Only minutes later he heard them again, two sets, they stepped through the doorway carelessly.
"In Sanct Grav!" he heard Omen shout, the two turned to run but found themselves trapped, as the Jukari wounded them in a flash of blades. Dervish shouted to Omen "Take him! Quickly!", as the mage dragged the unconscious Ashley through the moongate, the sound of hooves already thundering on the road. Turning to the doorway he grinned at the ranger who had come first, watching the kidnapping through the energy field, unable to help.
The field dropped and a brief skirmish broke out with the arriving reinforcements, Dervish taking a minor arrow wound in the escape, he slowly made his way to the Yew hideout...
A short ride later the stepped off his mount fluidly and opened the door, Omen was already waiting for him, good. "Where have you been?" he asked the Jukari impatiently, " Hunting. I've found one. A man of Olympus. He will make easy prey". Omen nearly smiled at that, "Good. We will make an example of him, the Alliance will soon learn the price for standing against us. Take me to him."
Dervish and Omen arrived at the mainland of Skara shortly, where his fellow Jukari Fateweaver waited patiently. "Do they know of our presence?" Fate shook his head simply, "The man is still within the city, but heading this way. He is alone." Dervish grinned with hunger, "Good, go inside the hut and wait for the signal" Dervish dismounted and tied the ostard to a tree and leaned his spear conspicuously against the doorway of the hut before stepping inside and concealing himself in the corner.
Dervish heard the footsteps and the pause, knowing that they had been spotted, and the scurrying feet shortly after. He nodded silently to the others, the bait had been taken, now to hope he returned without an army in tow...
Only minutes later he heard them again, two sets, they stepped through the doorway carelessly.
"In Sanct Grav!" he heard Omen shout, the two turned to run but found themselves trapped, as the Jukari wounded them in a flash of blades. Dervish shouted to Omen "Take him! Quickly!", as the mage dragged the unconscious Ashley through the moongate, the sound of hooves already thundering on the road. Turning to the doorway he grinned at the ranger who had come first, watching the kidnapping through the energy field, unable to help.
The field dropped and a brief skirmish broke out with the arriving reinforcements, Dervish taking a minor arrow wound in the escape, he slowly made his way to the Yew hideout...