[color=9B1436][center][h1]Eilidh Chiron[/h1][/center][/color]


The moment Eilidh heard the horn, she slapped the side of the carriage twice and cantered to the driver's window. [color=9B1436]"Make haste to our destination without me momentarily! I will catch up after I have dispatched of this other knight before backup arrives!"[/color] Without waiting for a response, she wheeled back around to face the knight, sword held steady. As the knight charged, she charged to meet him, banked to the left to avoid his thrown lance without breaking her stride, and when they reached one another their swords clashed with a loud, ringing clang. Eilidh noted his strength and speed with a sword, but far from being worried, was pleased she was fighting a worthy opponent. Still, time was of the essence and the situation was too urgent for a true battle of honor. 

Any any other time, she would have abhorred the idea of fighting dirty, but she had made a pledge to protect the party she had sent a head, and backup was arriving soon. Her honor to that pledge overrides her honor to her opponents. With a particularly strong swipe, she knocked the foe's blade away at the cost of not being able to deal any blows herself until they had both recovered their stances, however, she took one hand away from her sword and used it to pull her ceremonial dress aside, fully revealing her...sizable assets. With the Hell Knight most definitely distracted, even for a split second, She jabbed her sword single-handedly up into his neck, killing him instantly. Righting her askew dress to regain her modesty, she galloped back to the carriage as fast as her legs could take her, and as she did so, she sheathed her sword and readied her bow with an arrow. The backup would be arriving soon.

[@PaulHaynek]