[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff6600]Maeve Brennan[/color] and [color=f7976a]Sally Kirkpatrick[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][hr][b]Location[/b]: [color=ff6600]Kirkpatrick House: (B20 -> B21)[/color] [b]Skills[/b]: [color=ff6600]Deasmhumhnach [/color][/center][hr] Calum turned his head and witnessed a childhood friend be killed. It was not something he was prepared for even though he had known it could happen. His eyes moist he attacked the Soulless closest to him but the creature blocked perfectly and came at Calum. It quickly turned into a brawl, both missing, both hitting. In the end, they would both be dead. Calum finishing off the Soulless just before he bled out underneath its crumpled body. The rest of the Soulless advanced towards the two women left and even the horses. One coming up to one of the draft horses and putting a sword right into the beasts heart. It dropping hard on the ground. The other horse trying to bolt but the weight of the carriage and his dead mate kept him in playing as he whinnied out try to get away, fighting against the harness that kept him in place. One came up to Lady Kirkpatrick but she was having none of it. Her old frame side stepping the pathetic attempt at her life as her cane came down and she took the monsters head off in a single back hand. She might have been old but the woman was proving to be anything but frail. She could see the bodies of Rory and Calum but she did not have time to mourn. There were still more Soulless to tend to before any tears could be shed, even then, decorum might prevent her from doing so. Maeve inhaled sharply, not even having time to ponder if she was cursed as she stepped forward. Her first love, her husband - although they had lived more as siblings at the end - had been killed by a damned British officer. And just as her heart seemed to become curious in exploring with someone new, Calum had met a grisly end at the hands of a Soulless. But she could not dwell on such things. She needed to eliminate the threat - and work as hard as she could for dear Roisin. Twirling her staff of sorts in her hands, she used her trained skill of Deasmhumhnach and bashed the Soulless into the ground, sending it to meet its creator. She allowed herself to take another sharp breath, but the battle was hardly over. There was another just a few paces from her - and she imagined more by Lady Kirkpatrick. She whispered a slight prayer under her breath for Calum's soul. It was all she could do at this moment. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9999ff]Virginia Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/KYhx6jDf/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9999ff]Location[/color][/b]: Carlisle (F7 -> F8) [b][color=#9999ff]Skills[/color][/b]: Nakai, Pavati[/center][hr] The bodies had piled up during the Battle At Carlisle, but even though most of the Soulless were dead or had ran off there was still one remaining before Virginia could turn her attention towards her fallen friend Mary.The clouds were starting to thicken again above, much like it had been before they had reached the city and there was static electricity in the air. The last remaining Soulless didn't take note of it as he drew a gun and fired towards Virginia. The bullet missed fully and didn't even come close to the Crypt woman. [color=#9999ff]"Thank you, Dark Mother,"[/color] Virginia said, though she didn't know if it truly was an act of Veliona that had protected her from the bullet. Her family heirloom was secure and there was just one Ryne left as she dashed forward, steeling her nerves and her commitment as she swung her axe. It was a clean cut and the Soulless dropped to the ground, dead once more. Taking a breath, Virginia kept a tight hand on her axe. [color=#9999ff]"Dear Mary..."[/color] she then whispered. Millicent could wait a little longer. She had a corpse to attend to. [color=#9999ff]"Dark Mother, I pray you keep my sister Mary if her god is unwilling,"[/color] Virginia said. She had no reason to suspect that Mary would not enter the afterlife she suspected - Virginia believed in many gods - but just in case, she thought it would not hurt to put in a good word for her fallen friend with the dark forces.