HP: 0 Condition: Fine
Paladin wrote:" We need to get going. And I suggest going on foot for the time being. We will have to wait for the slowest among our number anyway since carrying someone high up in the air would make us too tempting a target. Let's move out!"
"No. We're flying." Operative interrupted. He dug the sudden decisiveness that Paladin had acquired all of a sudden but it was the wrong choice. He could smell that it was the wrong choice. "We should go in hot and heavy. Something doesn't smell right about this jungle. Something is in there something not human or animal as we would know it." He took another big old whiff. "It doesn't even smell alive..."
He shook his head. "No Bubba. I could get through the jungle alone and safe but it's not in any of you're wheelhouses. The other two options are better. Either fly straight forward where they'll see us coming, which they already know we're coming even with the edge in time that Braun gave us, or we fly low over the river where they should have a few traps waiting. I say we go with the straight forward route. Even if I do have to be carried."