[table][row][right][color=0072bc][h3][b]Einar[/b][/h3][/color]Kingdom of Reynes  ||  Alymere Fort  ||  Morning[/right][/row][cell]Stilled and silent, as the bandit should be as he slumped to the floor, bleeding out from the cuts and orifices the princeling and mercenary created. Without missing a beat, he pivoted to face the brawler he had wounded earlier, only for the corpse to slump onto the ground as small flecks of magic danced about the body, before dissipating, just as his life.

[color=0072bc]"Whoo, that takes care of them,"[/color] he muttered giving a thumbs up and a smirk to the mage and prince before making his main priority the door once more. There was a bit of breathing room, at least for a brief minute as Einar tore a good chunk of cloth off the bandit closest to him. In one quickly swipe, most of the blood was absorbed, with a bit dripping or flying off onto the decrepit pavement.

However, his gaze stayed firm, eyes fixated on the door with a penetrating glare, like a hawk watching its prey, waiting to make one wrong move. He made one more quick swipe with the red-stained cloth before tossing it to the side, brandishing it as he held the edge close to his face. He didn't blink, only turning around to size up Alnard's guardian.

The way he rode his horse, the dull yet practical armor he sported, as well as other factors gave him pause for a moment. Maybe, just maybe...

...

Well, that maybe would have to wait for another time as Kyran came galloping in on his steed, Einars eyes being drawn to the arrival of his other companion. As his horse strode up, the mercenary gave a shallow nod and a slight smile, [color=0072bc]"No problem, just took advantage of the situation, that's all."[/color] 

With that being all said and done, Kyran took his horse and steered it towards the door, observing it just as Einar had earlier and the mercenary noticed. [color=0072bc]"I think it's best that we hold down here,"[/color] he replied, hoisting his sword onto his shoulder, pointing the hilt at the door as he gave a sidelong glance in the general direction of the others.

[color=0072bc]"They focus on us, the others assaulting the front should be able to clean the other bandits up; if they don't, we flank em',"[/color] he uttered, nudging his sword off his shoulder, before swinging it in a lackadaisical fashion as he pointed it at the door.

[color=0072bc]"To make this happen, Kyran and I will cover the door, Alnard and Artemisia will harass anyone that attempts to get in with spells, and Alnard's Bodyguard will watch our flank to make sure there are no stragglers."[/color] The aura he projected was vivid, rapping his fingers on the hilt before tightly grasping it as he fiendishly smiled, waiting for them to try and catch them all off guard, [i]if[/i] they even tried it.

[color=0072bc]"Sound good?"[/color][/cell][cell][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FHvr0y5G/untitled3.png[/img]
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Status: [color=lawngreen]Patience, Patience, Patience[/color]
[/center][hider=Information][u]Class	  [/u]
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[u]Inventory    [/u]
Iron Sword [2/3]
Vulnerary [3/3]

[u]Experience [/u]
45/115

[u]Fortune	   [/u]
0

[u]Stats	   [/u]
END:	D
STR:	D
MAG:	C
DEX:	C
SPD:	D
DEF:	E
RES:	E
LCK:	E

[u]Action	   [/u]
N/A

[u]Supporting  [/u]
Alnard ([@Sho Minazuki])
Artemisia ([@Lugubrious])
Kyran ([@CriticalHit])[/hider][/cell][/table]