[SRP] Wyvern Rescue

[Echo]

Joachim pointed with his poleaxe, encompassing the injured bandits and then indicating the path that wound down from the plateau. "Get out of here and we won't have a problem."

With Fafnir growling at the unfortunate man, Joachim turned to Gwen. "Give me a yell if we get company." He traded his poleaxe for a shorter halberd, signaled Fafnir to go on guard, and jumped off his back. He only had to go far enough for his eyes to adjust to see the wyverns in the back. One had a rider already, though it struggled against commands, obviously wanting the deer instead; the man who'd blown the torch was still trying to mount. The rest were roped in ways that made Joachim's jaw clench.

He picked his dented hand axe off the floor and marched in. The horn man finally got himself mounted; the other came at Joachim a second time, but a swing of the halberd kept him warily at bay as he tried to figure out an approach. Joachim went straight for the first one. This bandit didn't have a weapon with reach, and his wyvern wasn't trained yet to protect a rider; Joachim easily hooked his belt with the halberd and dragged him to the ground.

He rested the axe blade at the bandit's neck and turned to face the other two. "I'd suggest making no sudden moves. I'd rather not have to kill somebody today." He snorted. "You're idiots, but I hope idiots with self-preservation."