Abbi 
Gathering - pre battle
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As Abbi lay in the grass, she felt more emotions than she liked. She was glad that she had save a number of the servants from being crushed. She was angry with the very strong probability of war coming. She was sore from making this metal suit move and enraptured from the use of magic she needed to use to move it. She was worried about here people and wanting to make sure they were safe. She was appalled at the destruction of knowledge and life. As a paper maker and bookbinder’s daughter, the loss of the libraries was horrid. The worst part was that she was curious and wanted to know how whatever happened allowed her to tap that magic. That was dangerous thinking as it was her magic calling her to find a way to give into it. She sent servants to look for any remains of  devices from the blast. 

Abbi did the only thing she could do at the moment, she committed a high crime. She looked like a noble, so she needed to act like one. It took her servants and a few passing by to get her back on her feet. She had the guard draw the sword and hand it to her point down. It was heavy enough that he would have tired in battle in moments, which meant Abbi would not be able to lift it for long and not in the armor. Moments of inertia made this a tipping and falling problem and it was very clear to her. 

With her red hair flying and sword out, she channeled her angry Mother voice then she started to bark orders at peasants asking what they were doing and assigning tasks to those that could not answer. Engineers, unlike scientists, are good at improvising. She had people looking for her lord, Rendyl, Elaina and others. She sent another to find their carriage and the team of horses. Sitting on the rear servants bench would keep her from falling over and allowing her to be moved. Being a mage with a minor force gate and engineer she wanted to figure out the secret of this metal and see if she could make it lighter.

For the most part her ploy worked. The dark armor and sword  did most of the speaking the warriors who wore them were terrifying and brutal. As Abbi was learning, they needed to be. She understood why they fought the way they did. It also gave her ideas on how to fight against them if she had too.