Sasha had grown overconfident in his skills and faced its reckoning as his miss was overextended and surely to be the end of him. If not for the leader of their own to finish off the would be executioner. [color=0076a3]"Good work on holding him off"[/color] Silus commented to the blacksmith, easing a pain that he had to be saved by another, but that was the purpose of the order to look out for one another against the evils of this world.

[color=0076a3]"Looks like only one left. go check on Tyr and then try to find Fen. I have a feeling the poor boy was to overconfident and might have bitten off more than he could chew."[/color]

"Sir!" Was all the tall one said as he loped off for his bretherin to check on his condition. He came upon the kin sitting on a stump fixing his hands and so seemed to be in no mortal danger, he would go search for fen first and return to is fellow barbarian. A moment struck him to check on the once captive of the orcs, but he had to find fen first.

It took some work, but he managed to find the boy laid out on the field, a heavy blow already taken to bruise. Taking a wickedly sharp arrow from the field, he stabbed it onto a pouch of mead upon his hip to clean it before cutting the bruise with Sal's arrowhead to bleed the bruise and take the pressure off as he threw the mage over his shoulder and getting a powerful ambient shock for his efforts that dropped him to his knees.