OOC: That is wise. Now Coyote owes you a favor.
OOC) I wonder what he was thinking. He’s never seen anything like an AK47. He must have thought I was ungodly fast to shoot like that. (Oh and I’m laughing)
I bought a horse. It would probably be outside my weight limit, but did it come as an associate? I’m kind of hoping not.
Its not that far, and you get to the rest of your stuff in a tiny clearing between some palm trees that grow in loose white sand. A half-dozen wolf-like things, about three hundred pounds each, have just started digging into your bear meat.
Your hammer is glowing.
Here’s something I wanted to try. Take the hammer in my right hand. Twirl it around in a circle. I’m trying to Order the air around me into something more substantial. The air in the twirling circle. Order it into a mass, and throw it at the wolf creatures. So, twirl the hammer, and make a throwing gesture. Like a really strong, focused blast of wind. That’s what I’m hoping for. Blow the wolves into the next time zone. I don’t have the guns on me to fight those things, and I don’t want to approach any closer than I have to.
If worse comes to worse, I’ll just let them have the bear meat and come back for the rest of the gear later. There’s gotta be food around here. What am I saying? To me, the wolves ARE food!!!!!