#baronyofthesilverwolf

Glass picks up on her excitement and bells a hound-dog song.

"Let's give her a scent, besides mine I Hope" Dee leads them to the trail

"Ugh." Willy gets up and gets some gear, following.

It's about a half mile, and Now clearly marked, the rebar in question is exposed and out of the way . But the line of where it was when the horse hit it, and the leaves used to cover it show

Briar picks up the chunk of rebar - is it big enough to lift and carry? If not, she snaps and chomps a weapon-sized chunk off. "I'm gonna show them where -I- like to hide this kinda thing. HAR HAR!"

It's long, as long as Briar herself

Though if she bites it, it's not 🙂

Now she has TWO rusty, jagged metal sticks! Jab jab! Jab!

"Okay, let Glass have a sniff I gues? " Dogs are NOT her thing "And make sure she knows it's not us she's after?"

Briar SNORTS. "She ain't a MORON." Rolling her eyes in a show that Briar is not that certain about the REST of the crew. "G'wan, babygirl. Give it a good snuff with that nose-brain of yours." She almost croons to the pup - though a deadly look in her eyes warns off the other ladies from commenting.

Dee can't help a kind of smile at the cuteness of this, but restrains

Glass does indeed put her big wet nose to work over it, nostrils twitching like the acute device her nose is!

Willy regards the rebar (from a distance) with a critical eye.

THe Rebar is hard enough to break hooves, someone TRIED to create barbs with it as well.. but clearly doesn't really know metal.

Or so Willy deduces

(Mmm Appropriate stat (Charisma or Int?) plus Animal Ken for Briar?)

Briar gets the message across PDQ and glass lifts her nose to the air , then goes down the trail

not so fast theo thers can't keep up

"And we're off" Dee says wishing she brought a horse

Willy stomps along.

Briar might take delight in the look of eagerness in her Bloodhound's form as she moves. Glass ain't no scrawny pup no more.. she's a dog, well, at least almost a dog! And clearly hungry for the kill! ... okay, it loses something as her dog wags her tail but maybe it's joy in the carnage to come?

Briar crashes through the trail after Glass!

Glass stops about a quarter mile down the trail, then snorts as if she wont' be fooled again (🎸 !) and rather bravely heads off the trail on a slope that while one can navigate, wouldn't be easy for horses.

"Sorry you gotta trek on your own hooves for a change!" Briar snickers as she easily trots along, used to her own two feet.

"Yeah yeah yeah..." A bit of an off as she skitters down "I'm part goat, I can handle this"

Into the brush they go...

(Perception plus Tech for Willy)

/roll 5

OOC NOPE.

(Then EVERYONE gets a Perception plus regular old ALertness roll)

/roll 4

OOC NOPITY NOPE!

(Briar too)

/roll 4

Briar hears a light buzz overhead, it doesn't sound like any wasp she's ever heard of

Honey? Her mouth waters thinking about stupid bees... and she peers up.

A drone, civilian , low budget, but the sort that can spy on folks is over them ... even as they take the grassy path down

Blink blink, and she squints. "Hey, since when do we have never-helicopters around here? Is Thistle making new shit that flies?"

"Only thing with shit and flies is our horses and I ..." Dee looks up "Son of a .. you think that's related to the rebar guys? there's a camera on that"

Briar measures the distance - how far up is it? Close enough to whack with a chunk of rebar?

If her aim be true and she throws it, yes, but it's too high up for a troll to touch

She squints, winds up, and chucks a piece at the thing! Lookout below...

(Dex plus Athletics, unless she actually brought throwing and it's higher, then even better)

/roll 5

WHANG! and the drone spirals down as it's rotor is shattered

"Nice shot" Dee admits