we hunted the mammoth;

[revocation]

Who| The Thedosian contingent; allies???? If you have CR with any of the Dragon Age peeps you're welcome to join in~
What| There's some big fucking mammoths out there. They gonna kill one and take its stuff.
Where| WHERE THE MAMMOTHS ARE.
When| Super early week 1, before they all ran away.
Warnings/Notes| Violence, animal death, etc. See below for a couple of thread starters.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. This arena is plentiful in snow, and cold, and trees. It's also plentiful, from what Cullen has been able to discern, in game animals. Some of them very large. And there are some among their number - Iron Bull - who really enjoy killing the biggest things they can find.

Cullen isn't likely to discourage them this time around. After all, the big furry beast, if they take one down, could provide them with meat for a week or more, not to mention fur, bones and sinews which can be made into all kinds of useful things.

As far as he's concerned, if they can take one down, they'll be set to survive for a good long time.

So they've gathered all the weapons they can lay their hands on, and they're on the hunt. Spotting one of the big beasts, Cullen waves the others forward, crouching low behind some scrub.

"Thoughts on strategy?" he asks his companions.

Comments

Pre-fight planning!

[revocation]

Cullen turns to the others with a grim expression on his face - his knife and other supplies at the ready.

"This will be a long, tough fight, no doubt. My suggestion would be to surround it and try to wear it down."

since we had plans like this I'm hoping Roland's allowed to be here? Can delete if not

[ka_sera_sera]

"Or heard it somewhere. Into a trench or ditch, something that'll trip it up." Which would be a lot of work to dig, but so far as Roland's concerned the advantage would be worth not getting flattened.

[dreadinquisitor]

Maxwell doesn't know Roland from the Maker, but that didn't mean he couldn't agree with the man.

Looking at their pile of supplies it was... distressingly small. A few knives between them for weapons, even with Dorian's tied to his makeshift stave; his net trap that didn't look like it would be enough to even tangle one of those beast's feet, much less the rest of it....

"Or perhaps we could use the mountains again," he suggested. "And catch one in an avalanche."

It had worked on a dragon.

[meravas]

All of the ideas being thrown out were pretty good ones, in Bull's opinion. He looked at the three men and only knew what the one was capable of; Cullen, he'd heard stories, had seen a report of his skills and what he could bring to the table. Cullen was someone that Bull was familiar with. Roland and Maxwell, not so much.

Although Bull claimed that Maxwell was no different from his own Inquisitor, Bull had zero reports on the man, had no stories to go by. He didn't know his level of skill, how he fought, how he managed.

That should've taken top priority in the face of the large beast, one that was beginning to get Bull excited to go up against. "I say we flank it, use the fur to climb up and attack from above ground."

How hard could that be?

[revocation]

"Bury it in an avalanche and then have to dig it out?" Cullen asks, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Even if we had something that could reliably start one, that was - not an ideal situation."

Last-gasp, desperate sort of strategy, that. And highly dangerous, especially given their current set of supplies.

"Is there a ditch or ravine nearby? That would be a good plan if only we could work out a path for it."

[ka_sera_sera]

"There's something a little ways closer to the woods that way," he gestures toward it, "but we'd have to dig some to make sure it's deep enough. Maybe if a couple of us can climb on top of the creature, as he says, we can get it running fast enough to make sure it trips. Then a few spears in the right place'll likely take it down."

Action!

[revocation]

Cullen circles behind the beast, nodding to the others that he's ready. At the signal, the fight begins.

[tevintage]

Dorian, who had little to offer in the way of martial arts, was, of course, 'the bait'. He took a breath and stepped into the clearing, wielding his make-shift staff.

"Hello!" He cried in a loud voice to attract the attention of the incredibly large mammoth - which, unfortunately, looked a good deal larger this close to one. "Yes, you, you giant hairy lummox! Would you mind? You've been stinking up this entire side of the forest for days!"

[meravas]

This wasn't going to go over so well, Bull could already tell as he watched Dorian prepare himself with that breath and step out. Gripping his 7-inch knife tightly in his hand, ignoring the handle as it bit into his palm, Bull looked between Cullen and Dorian and then cast a quick glance to the others.

"That's right, hit it right where it hurts, Dorian - right in the feelings," he muttered to anyone close who could hear, his eye rolling upward, and he was on the move to get around to the beast's flank.