[center][b]Forgotten Ruins, East roads & alleys, near the East Gate[/b][/center]

Serafaye let out an internal sigh within her mind. It seemed everyone had to have an opinion. Most of which seemed to include her, in one way or another, peforming some feat of impossible proportions. Really though. Knock down a wall? Was she supposed to be that one legendary, green-skinned super hero from the 21st century who was all buff and bulky and mad all the time? And what was with that horse-riding lady? She was born rude, or was she just having on the rag or what? So she'd lose her horse, big frikkin' deal. Was she so lacking in money that she couldn't throw a mount away? ... Wait... Right, this wasn't a game... Horses might actually be pretty expensive.

Still, the general consensus seemed to be that they should draw the attention of these Empire-dudes into a narrow alley and then either beat the tar outta them, or do some fancy-smanshy fenagling to get up and behind them. Really though, even if she wasn't a tactical genius, the whole idea of getting onto the walls and taking on the archers seemed kinda half-baked... After all, what was stopping the bowmen from just unloading on anyone who got onto the walls, even if they risked hitting their own guys? Back in the previous alley-fight they hadn't stopped to help their own after they got blinded and misfired into some of their allies' backs.

Still, some addressing of the situation needed to be done.

"Uhm, I'm glad ya'll think I'm crazy-strong or whatever, but I'm pretty sure I can't knock down a solid stone wall... 'Sides, what'd we do if it crashed down ontop of us? While I'm sure I could survive being crushed, I'm not so sure about you guys... And I'm pretty sure I can't survive being suffocated either.." The girl said, forcing a small laugh as she scratched the side of her cheek with one of her index fingers. "Also, I'm not so sure I want to test the limits of my supposed invulnerability... The only reason I did that back before was because I took an arrow to the skull and didn't die, so I was in a bit of daze. I'd really rather not count myself as some kinda impenetrable physical wall. After all, I'm a sorceress, so fighting up and close ain't really my style, y'know?" She elaborated.

Still, the party seemed to be mostly moving forward with this idea of theirs... And the girl with the spear seemed to be barking out commands positions like it was no big thing. Was she the party leader or something? She did seem to know the others by name... Well, of course! Any group of adventurers had to have a party leader, that's just common sense! After all, there was no way a bunch of random folk would just team up on a whim and form a makeshift, loosely knit confedracy of convenient and mutual benefits, right? That was like, looking for a group to do a dungoen and partying up with whoever was in the queue, regardless of their class or level! Surely there was no way these guys were nothing short of a tightly-knit, close and chummy group of seasoned warriors!

"W-well... Whatever, if that's the plan you wanna go with. Alright, here I go then." Serafaye said, shrugging and casually throwing her arms half-heartedly into the air, before turning on her heels and heading down one of the streets.

It didn't take long for the clicking of her heels to stop, as she turned a corner and came out close to one of the east-most ring-roads. The roads that went all around the ruins in a giant circle, connecting all the gates together. It was a design meant for practical use, so that one didn't need to actually travel into the city proper to get from one end to another. As she exited the slightly shadowy alley, taking a single step out into the open, a voice called from above.

"[i][b]HEY YOU, GIRL! STOP RIGHT THERE![/b][/i]"

Seriously, were thesse guys really not NPCs? She could've sworn the last fellow shouted the exact same thing, in the exact same voice. This time though, it wasn't a feather-plumed helmet-man who yelled, but a regular mook, holding what looked like a very low-tier bow trained down at her. An arrow was nocked and it looked like the guy was really doing his best to restrain an urge to just let go and loose his projectile on him. Serafaye looked up at him, blinking a few times with her lone visible eye, and then cracked a big, bubbly smile.

"[i][b]Hiya~![/b][/i]" She shouted back, in a high-pitched, energetic voice that caused the guy to give her the most incredulous stare she might have ever had to endure.
"[b]Stay right where you are! You're under arrest! We've got a straggler, hey, get over here and get her![/b]" The soldier loudly half-shouted, getting the attention of his fellow guards.
"What am I being arrested for?" Serafaye called back towards him, both hands held next to her mouth to form a focal cone for her voice.
"[b]Be quiet! All non-Imperials are to be detained by command of the General![/b]" The man boomed back down from his perch.

Serafaye snorted.

"I don't really give a crap about what he wants though! So could you just let me pass?" She called back up.
"[b]LIKE HELL! GET HER ALREADY![/b]" The spited soldier roared.

At this point, there were a great many footsteps coming from both north and south of the dracokin's location. Turning her head to look, she could see at least ten coming from the north and another eight coming from the south... So, she hadn't managed to draw in all of them. Understanble though, nobody would send three dozen fully armed men to apprehend one teenage-looking girl. At this point, several other of the archers atop the wall had also moved towards the location of the little lass, joining their rude initial spotter in aiming their bows at her. Really though, all this just for a single person? Either these guys were really dedicated to their duty, or really jumpy and paranoid.

"Y'kno0w what? I think I'll just head back the way I came~! See ya!" Serafaye called back up, before beginning to slowly walk backwards.
"[b]HALT![/b]"
"Bit me!"
"[b]WHY OU LITTLE-! FIRE!![/b]"

The swishing and sound of air being cut by flying arrows followed momentarily. Luckily, most of the arrows missed, striking either the walls on Serafaye's left side, to the north, or hitting the ruined cobblestone street with no other effect than bouncing harmlessly or breaking. A single arrow did manage to graze the girl's horn, but she neither felt anything more than a tickle, nor did it seem to do any actual harm. Her invulnerability seemed to still be functioning.

Of course, her slow, slow retreat and backing up was soon caught up to by the eighteen or so men that came from both directions. They stood at the mouth of the alley, swords and spears drawn, glaring at her menacingly as they began to advance with brisk, uniform steps. They walked shoulder to shoulder, in a rows of four - as you couldn't really go any wider, due to the narrow and confined space of the backstreet. The arhcers back on the walls had clustered up even more, but had for the time stopped firing, waiting for their melee-oriented brothers in arms to capture the little trollop.

"There's no use in trying to escape girl! Just surrender and come with us quietly!" One of the men in the very front row barked.
"You do realize you guys tried to shoot me just now, right?"
"[b]Silence![/b] If you don't wanna die, kneel down and don't resist!"
"I tried that once, and you lot slapped me for it... So I think I'll pass."
"Enough of this!" The impatient Imperial snarled, somehow offended by the cheek of this girl.

And so the block of soldiers charged, letting out battlecries as if they were charging an enemy army... Except it was one, unarmed, teenage girl... Who was standing perfectly still...

Brave soldiers of the Empire, we salute thee!