Heinrich Ford
"I'll fight, even if I don't know how."
Due to his previous nature as a NEET, Heinrich Ford found it difficult to speak to others. This was because his favorite things to talk about did not exist in this fantasy land. How could one speak about video games and anime to others who did not even know what that was? Hell, it was hard enough back on Earth because most casuals thought lesser of him for enjoying it.
Needless to say, he was not the most talkative during the trip. He remained reactionary for the most part, only speaking when spoken to. Even then, everything was short and concise, with little room for small talk. To the unknowing onlooker, he likely came off as cold and uncaring. But that was the best he could do. If his curse allowed him to make a complete idiot of himself, he very well would have.
Darn, being sociable is tough.
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I'm not too confident about my positioning or my purpose. Heinrich could admit, at least mentally, that he was at a loss. Things were happening so fast to him. He was marching beside the wagon one moment and in the next there were man-eating rabbits. He also wasn't sure how to feel about this, but everybody else seemed to know their place. He felt did not want to be dead weight, so he had to do something too!
At the current moment, Heinrich had access to only a small dagger for personal protection. Being unskilled with it, he was not going to be a very big threat, but if he could just carry his own weight...!
He had almost decided to be the frontline for Avery, who seemed to be their ranged DPS, but Vesta had that covered. Instead, Ford made an attempt to slash at a few of the rabbits trying to surround the two strangers. He then made more attempts. These rabbits were swift and he was had no experience, so he missed a lot. But the point was to draw them towards him so that there was less of a chance the other two men would be surrounded. Heinrich was aware that he should be the one hiding, but he always preferred to play the tank or fighter.
That said, Heinrich was not exactly equipped to tank hits. In fact, "equipped" was a strong word to use to describe him right now. But because he was wearing very little and he had joined the battle, some of the rabbits had decided to target him. At least he got the aggro part right? Heinrich was a bit frightened at the sudden hostile attention, but attempted to prepare himself for the fight ahead. He took a stance that betrayed his inexperience.
Then, one flung itself towards his face while others attacked his feet, as the others seemed to be doing. A simple yet effective strategy. Luckily, the one going for his face wasn't too quick for him to swat at of the air with a powerful backhand. He stomped on one, and tried to kick another, forcing it to retreat for a moment's respite.
Or so he thought.
As he looked up from the grassy floor, he noticed too late that there were more darting through the air. Would they reach his throat and tear it out? What a pitiful way to go....
Aleph Banton
"Here's how it's done!"
It would seem as though Aleph and Alexander were to receive some needed help in the form of some girl with a staff, and... others. It was very frustrating to have to deal with these quick foes. They were small, too, so it was difficult to catch them in the grass until they were all but upon you. The best thing to do in this case was to play defensively, and let them come to him. And that's exactly what Aleph did.
What proved to be even more irritating was that these rabbits weren't stupid. Rather than mindlessly flinging themselves to their doom, some were used as distractions while others went for his legs. Aleph chopped the rabbits mid-air in half, but suffered small bites from the others on the upper part of his leg. He could only be thankful that he had good boots on to protect his ankles.
Aleph made it a point to cautiously retreat while he cut, slashed, and kicked any bunny attacking him. As Vesta made her appearance, he got some slack as rabbits attempted to hide from or attack her.
Banton looked over. A small distance away stood an oversized, underdressed man. He was desperately trying to hit the mabeasts but failed quite miserably. Under normal circumstances, Aleph would not interact with such an odd individual, but he was in trouble. This looked like a job for a Hero!
Heinrich Ford
"Not while I draw breath!" The ending of Heinrich's life... was postponed.
Heinrich Ford was not able to immediately recognize what had happened. For a moment, he had thought his vision was now failing him. But instead of black, like he expected, it was all brown. This strange visual mystery had been solved as soon as he took a step back.
The brown he saw was merely The Hero's hair.
In an instant, the mabeasts met their end at the hand of one of the stranger's he had attempted to help. It was a bit shameful to be saved by the one you were saving, but at least he was alive.
"Thank you." Heinrich said.
The man before him did not turn around. It was true that there weren't as many rabid rabbits as before, yes. But letting your guard down here was not likely to be a good idea. At least, that was Heinrich's assumption for the man's reasoning.
"I'm only doing what's expected of a Hero. There's no need to thank me." the man said. Heinrich both appreciated and admired a person like that, even if the man sounded odd. A hero? Was there even such a thing?
Aleph Banton
Aleph had reached the man in time, effortlessly disposing of his attackers. His work was now finished. But there was one pressing matter on Aleph's mind as he began to return to the frontline.
Damn, I hope I looked cool. 
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