[b][u]Beric Vendal[/u][/b]

Though Beric had put in more than his fair share, he knew that was no excuse to sit out. The fight was not yet finished. Once again, he put his axe away and brought his bow back out. Ignoring his own ragged breathing, he notched and drew another another arrow. He noticed two women in either flank, and though some were trying to assist them, they both appeared to be on the verge of being overwhelmed. So he took a breath, and loosed.

One of the fighters attacking Adrianna suddenly stopped in their tracks. He dropped his weapon and his hand closed around the shaft of an arrow that had embedded itself in his throat. Then he collapsed to the ground, blood pooling underneath him.

Then another arrow came, this one towards those who were attacking Gwynne. The arrow grazed a soldier's neck, and Beric cursed himself. If he hadn't used all his energy at the start off the fight, he would be able to better concentrate. Thankfully, it did at least serve as a distraction, as the soldier staggered backwards in shock, and then stopped to see where the arrow had come from.

A third arrow was loosed, embedding itself in the shoulder of another one of Gwynne's attackers, wounding but not killing him.

Then he shifted his focus back toward Adrianna. A soldier tried to circle around and attack her from behind, but that attempt was halted when a fourth arrow was sent into the back of his knee.