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Eilidh's ears picked up Ian's distance as she was faced down by the four guys, and she cursed under hear breath. Looks she'd be fighting them herself. What's worse was that the wizard was now a distance away, and capable of casting magic while she fought the others. Short of falling back to Ian and letting their target escape, or fighting and getting lucky though the odds were against her, the best choice in her mind was to apprehend the wizard first, then worry about the other humans when risks of magical backup or the target escaping were nil. She was lucky she had managed to closer her eyes before the dirt hit her face. Being blinded would have made any kind of fight a suicide mission.

Eilidh charged sword held high, and screamed her Centaur tribe's war cry as she prepared to plough through the four armed men. They were all quite large and burly for humans, but Eilidh was half horse and a full-weight horse travelling and full gallop is a lot of mass travelling very fast. It was the unstoppable force meets by comparison very movable objects. Her thighs smashed into the men like large furry clubs. She of course got a few nasty cuts and nicks for her troubles, though thankfully she was travelling too fast for anyone to hack her left half-off or anything as drastic. When she reached the target wizard, she slowed to a stop and reared right in front of him, holding her sword high in the air and cutting a figure so majestic and fearsome that it was a shame lighting didn't strike at that moment. Or that she didn't have a better bra (or a bra at all). There was nothing that took away from a fearsome stature quite as bad as [i]jiggling[/i].


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[color=edd902]"They were probably fine warriors, yet all men are men of emotion and desire. It would take a soldier extremely disciplined to be on their guard even when about to bed a woman,[/color] Rebecca replied shamelessly as she calmly followed the older woman. [color=edd902]"As to my business I am a member of that new Guild to the north, which received this note recently."[/color] The Priestess handed the note to the Varjan to read, and continued to answer her questions as she read it and hopefully understood it. [color=edd902]"I was indeed a Priestess of the Order, though let's just say I have had theological disputes with other Priests over the Chief God's stance on a few things such as women, and monsters, and especially monster girls. Though, even if I were still a Pravarian member of the Order, I wouldn't have stood for the way those two soldiers treated me, and many Pravarians would have sided with me if I was held to account for their murders. There is little love for Varjo there."[/color]


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