[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9e005d]Leandra Lovelace[/color][/h1] [img]https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/rJcM6MFwDjwmkfpDSNW78NyqoAWsGk19D-c8CJE-_Ys/https/i.postimg.cc/SNfNnRKj/image.png?width=285&height=286[/img][hr]
[color=9e005d][b]Location:[/b][/color] Just Outside Camp Half-Blood -> Closer to the Barrier
[color=9e005d][b]Skills: Planning, Archery (RR: Agility)[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]
	[color=9e005d]"..."[/color] Leandra let out a deep breath from her nose Marygold spoke to her, her arrow pulled back and her string next to her face as she waited for the creature to get closer. [color=9e005d]"A shot fired too early is a missed opportunity, Ms. Isely, from which the road to desolation is paved. First comes patience, then comes..."[/color] Leandra's voice was low, quiet as she aimed her arrow. As soon as she got a clear sight of the beast, she let it fly, watching it sail through the air and [i]thunk[/i] into its back. [color=9e005d]"...blood."[/color] She prepared another arrow just as Marygold leapt forward, taking on the form of some sort of snow leopard to match their environment. It was a good move; snow leopard didn't just fit the atmosphere aesthetically, but strategically as well. If need be, it'd be plenty easy for her to slink away in the pale snow that matched her silver coat. It was enough that Leandra risked a glance backwards, seeing the girl being carried off by the satyr. She gave a small, approving nod, only to be quickly brought back to the fight by a stinging pain entering her shoulder. She let out a yelp, turning her eyes down to see a large thorn shot deep into her flesh, throwing her into a minor daze as her mind caught up with the battle. Marygold had just been thrown against a tree, and she'd just been shot at with a venomous thorn. 

	She could work with this.

	She flung the bow back onto her shoulder as her fingers darted to the poison splinter in her shoulder, wrapping around it and ripping it out. The abruptness with which she ripped it out caused her to let out a pained grunt, but the pain of pulling it out was overshadowed by the lingering pain of the venom setting in. She flicked a pair of hair ties from around her wrist onto her fingers, using her other hand to pull out a new arrow, holding it closely to the manticore needle. She quickly, and perhaps somewhat sloppily, tied the needle to the arrow, fashioning it into a makeshift poison arrow. She nocked it, decorating the string in the blood that coated her fingers, and she pulled back. Unfortunately, a searing pain in the shoulder isn't great for aim, and as she prepared the shot, the pain shot through her, causing her to loose the arrow before she could aim, making it instead hit a tree a good few yards away from the manticore. She let out a disappointed sigh, beginning to tread backwards as she readied another arrow, eyes fixing on the venomous tail which dangled menacingly in the air. It was what worried her most. She pulled the string back, taking aim, and letting the arrow fly through the air and lend right where the tail turned into the stinger. She did it once more, causing the arrows to form something akin to an X just below the stinger. She wasn't going to be able to get the stinger off completely, but hopefully her attacks would make the appendage sloppier with its blows, the way wounding an arm might throw off the attacks of a person. She continued to slowly pace backwards, getting nearer and nearer to the barrier, but not making a break for it yet.

	[color=9e005d]"Marygold, the girl is past the barrier!"[/color] She shouted, slipping the bow back onto her back and instead using her hand to put pressure on her new wound. She wasn't going about to cross the barrier without Marygold. Partly due to loyalty for her Greek acquaintance, but also partly due to pride. She didn't want it to seem as though she was running away and leaving Isley behind. So she set her feet in, preparing to run past the barrier the minute Marygold did.


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If Marygold runs back past the barrier, Leandra will as well. Using her agility skill if necessary.
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