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Watching the snowman's head roll off it's shoulders and collapse to the floor must have been the most satisfying thing Gabrian had ever seen in his long life. As soon as that was done though, the serpent's mouth closed, he choked and he fells back, collapsing into his coils, where he simply shivered and tried in vain to make his body stop aching.

It huuuuuurt, oh dear jack it hurt! It was the most uncomfortable feeling known to demon kind, he was sure of it. The bloody ground was so cold it burned into his skin. The scales were of little to no protection. Gabrian only peeked his head out of his coils after a few, long moments, where he turned to look at the fallen pile of snow; there, amongst the remains was a... box?

He slowly unwrapped his tail to curl it around the box, tugging it free and then shoved it into his bag, which lay forgotten on the ground beside him. When the nix turned towards his bag, he offered the Sack of Joy long, sharp glare, that would have set it aflame if he'd had the magical ability to, "Usssssseless sack!" that done, he tried to slither back to Alessa and the main group, all the while wincing at the feel of the snow.

He honestly hoped Quarria felt a whole hell of a lot better than he did right now.

Strangely, it was Gabrian's movement that Faint noticed first. He was a serpent again, quite obviously. He frowned his large, furry features and lopped towards the large nix.

He was large, and likely heavy, but Faint was a currently-400-pound tiger with a bulk of his own. He knelt beside him. "You could wrap around me until Quarria is finished..." Faint looked at her and her battle worriedly. "My fur should be warmer than the ground. At least, I would hope."

Faint didn't even think to reintroduce himself now that he was feline. Hopefully it was obvious.

(( 6:53PM on the 17th was my entrance time, so now I shall begin my leave to Christmas Town 8U

To Beejoux and Ruri: sorry about the bit of godmod but I had been hanging limply for almost an entire day |D;; Just reuniting Hadiyya and Raum before I head off <3 ))

The Marid was quiet and so Corbin kept silent, as well. He wasn't sure if she was resting to recuperate or his comment had been unfavorable (maybe she was even enthralled with the battles all around them, they were certainly keeping him occupied) but he certainly didn't want to push this girl in any direction she didn't want to go. However, Aksaja alerting them that he was going to go scout ahead made the Wraith anxious; he had been dormant in the cold ice and snow for some time now, caring for the injured ghoul, and though he was eager to help he was also intent on getting this so called 'mission' over with.

Waiting a few moments after the dragon's departure, he turned to Hadiyya and his brow knit gently with curiosity. "I'm going to take you to Braum. I'm sure he could take care of you better than me," there was a lightness to his words despite the situation, something of a joke perhaps? It wasn't as though he doubted his ability in assisting the Demon but, to be perfectly honest, he didn't know her and that made things slightly awkward. She was well enough to speak and text someone, surely she would be well enough to stay close to Braum.

Lifting her carefully in his arms, Corbin scooped up Hadiyya as well as his shirt that was her makeshift pillow. In the mean time, he draped it over her head and shoulders as a small windbreaker in assistance with his wings which were pulled toward his front and nearly wrapped around her in a feathered embrace. If he had his powers, levitating toward the Raum wouldn't be out of the question but for now he was stuck with walking and so was she. Each step, he made sure to take the brunt of the weight and be a solid crutch, dodging them both around various rocks, crags and any stray snowballs that may have been sent by the rogue, mafioso snowmen.

What a place this was, really. You didn't see trees in Halloweentown lobbing flaming jack-o-lanterns at anyone unlucky enough to cross their path. ...Or did you?

Shaking the thought away, Corbin relaxed as he neared the Raum and whatever small group had formed around him and Iolanthe, waiting a moment before there was an open opportunity. "She's doing better but I'd like to go on ahead," he told Braum pointedly, giving the Demon an assuring nod. With a glance, it was easy to tell their numbers had grown and there were more people with Bells. As far as he knew, everyone also had their Pumpkin Pills so it wouldn't be as bad as some were thinking. That was his hope, anyway. "I'll leave her with you. Aksaja went off on his own, I'd like to keep an eye on him and see what we're up against." There, he released the Marid near the Raum, allowing her to either embrace the other crow or take a knee.

Offering her a reassuring smile, Corbin retrieved his shirt and donned it once more, not bothering to button it up just yet. A final look around at the others caused him a bit of worry but nothing too serious. Considering the trees, these attackers weren't exponentially worse but hadn't someone mentioned snow ninjas? Did people actually go to Candy Cane Lane even though they had been specifically warned against it? Well, lesson learned, he supposed.

With a mighty flap of his wings, Corbin was drawn into the frigid air and he glided his way further up the mountain path. Attempting to follow Aksaja's route would be tricky as he was unable to see the Dragon any longer, but he had a feeling he knew where he was headed. Down below, lights flashed brightly in all sorts of colors.

Christmas Town.

(( Corbin OUT! Off to Christmas Town ))

6 + 6 = 12 -6 = 6 damage

HP: 25

The snow... bullet?! grazed Faint's ear and he spun around with a guttural growl and fur standing on end. He bared his fangs at the offending snowman, and snorted. "A snowman? Seriously? I might as well be fighting a pumpkin!"

It took some effort to get his mass to move across the slippery snow, but his paws soon caught purchase on the ground and he dashed toward the smoking snow-gangster. With claws out his launched himself and slashed toward his offender, catching him in the midsection with some satisfaction.

The scarecrow jumped up and down. Looks like the three day treck was over for him! He ran towards the town in hopes that his friends would keep up. Eracs indeed had a lot of energy since he was lucky enough to had not been attacked yet.

((3 days over for me, on to the town!))

The snowman lies in several pieces on the ground, gasping in it's last moments, "All I wanted was to be what I became..." You proceed to loot him.

HP: 0
LOOT:

With a final snort, Faint rooted around in the remains of the snowman. He'd seen all sorts of loot come from these things. With some satisfaction he lifted his head and a box was cradled gently between his jaws.

It took a few moments for him to work his pack off his back - it had gone previously unnoticed with his bulk - and work the package inside. He'd come to recognize what a gift thumbs were. He was finally able to work the box inside however, and gently zipper the bag with his large teeth.

As he strugged to get the bag back onto his shoulders, he strode over to Gabrian and.. Alessa! Oh Jack. He'd had to run off for the snowman.

"I'm sorry. I get what you mean about the fighting...." He glared around unhappily. This was his first experience with battling, but he'd seen everyone else doing it quite a lot. "I'm Faint." He looked down at Gabrian and grimaced. "My offer still stands."