Esther
Mirian Trunth, Forest of Gorangrad

Mirian hopped to attention as Stern and Tanyth barked orders at her. She whined quietly as she gripped the axe handle and stuck close behind Stern, practically on his heels. She glance back to Tanyth and gripped her axe harder.

*Whaddya gonna do with that? Crack em' up to death?*

She whined again and held a hand over her head as she let the axe rest by her side. She wasn't sure what was happening, and the teasing voices in her head weren't helping.

"What's- What's going on, Stern!?"
She squeaked out in a hushed tone behind him as she grabbed her axe with two hands again. She was **Going** To be ready to defend herself and her newfound friends. Or so she believed.
Joyce
Stern Logarsh, Forest of Gorangrad

The hunter didn't waste time in explaining and quickly lifted the child, carrying her under his arm. His eyes were adapting once again to the darkness of the cave, something Stern knew would have given him the upper hand against human and shifter foes. "Tanyth! Behind me, we must keep moving!"
The cave was getting smaller yet Stern could clearly see how it was dividing itself into different galleries. His nose told him about a possible exit on the left, which he quickly took. Tanyth would have needed to move slowly due to the darkness, a thought that the greenskin did not like. 
He decided to put the little girl down after he found a good hiding spot. "Stay here, I will bring Tanyth here and we will continue."
There was a fatherly tone in his voice, an instinctive role he took as the need to protect others became primary.

He growled as he could smell sweat...

From the outside, arrows had stopped reaching Tanyth, leaving silence. 
Then a rattling noise was heard, a noise which seemed to come from all the sides of the cavern surrounding Tanyth.
George
Tanyth Carven 
Forest of gorangrad

Tanyth had backed down the tunnel, several arrows lay broken near the entrance where she'd deflected or caught and broken them. However she had not been perfect, an arrow protruded from her left pauldron. It had not hit flesh, having been stopped by her chainmail and under clothes, but it had still struck. There was also a new scratch along the left side of her helmet, as if she'd moved her head just in time to not catch the offending arrow through her eye. "Come on, show yourselves. You cannot shoot me from where you are... Not anymore." She murmured to herself, brown eyes searching the woodland outside. Whatever the rattle was, she was certain Stern would cover her back if it was in the cave... If not then she would handle it herself.

She wasn't going to turn tail and run though, not until she'd ensured they weren't being followed.
Esther
Mirian Trunth, Forest of Gorangrad.

Mirian held her axe tight in between her arms as she was picked up and carried. She looked back to Tanyth as she was hoisted away by Stern and frowned. She curled into a ball as she was placed down and nodded to Stern.

"Make sure she's okay!"
She sort of ordered. Her voice was soft, and obviously concerned. She held her axe tight as she looked around and hear breathing hastened.
Joyce
Stern Logarsh, caverns of Gorangrad

The hunter quickly reached Tanyth, his feet flying from rock to rock as Stern's muscle memory returned to the days he used to hunt bears in their caves.
The greenskin immediately dropped his spear as he lifted a boulder the size of Tanyth.
 "Stay back!"
Seconds later the rock hit hard against the wall of the cave, its vibrations making rocks fall from the edge of the cave. Following the rocks was the snow, creating a natural barricade outside the cave.

"There is a gallery to the left, the little girl is there. Go."
George
Tanyth Carven 
Forest of gorangrad 

Tanyth turned in time to see him coming, and understand his plan. She quickly moved back, only once the commotion had died down did she approach Stern. "I am not some demure lady, Paladin. I don't need protection, she does." 

With that she turned and headed into the cavern, it was dark and gloomy and she had trouble seeing.
 Even so she stuck to the left and eventually found her way to the gallery, "Mirian. Come to my voice, darling, it's difficult to see in this darkness."
Esther
Miran Trunth, Forest of Gorangrad.

Mirian was still looking around, hardly able to see anything. She listened to Tanyth's approaching footsteps and popped up to attention, gripping the axe's handle.

"I'm not afraid to use this!"
She called out, before hearing Tanyth's voice.

"Tanyth?"
She walked towards the voice, her small feet making quiet pats against the cave's floor.