Location:
Airedale
Mid-morning
Airedale Fields
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[@A Lowly Wretch][@VitaVitaAR][@Guy0fV4lor][@Pyromania99]
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"For all your talk you're doing everything you can just to defend aren't ya?"

[color=aba000]"If that's what you think, then by all means."[/color] Sorcha responded to the young man, deflecting another blow from the heavy axe followed by swinging the blade back around, barely missing slicing the bandits neck clean off his head as he quickly back stepped, putting some distance between himself and her. [color=aba000]"But I seriously think you should consider your situation again."[/color]

"Haha, if you think Shabbi could be put out by you guys - " A pained trumpet would come from the direction of Shabbi, the earth moving as the Mammoth would find Od's blade on its trunk, completely severing a good few feet from the massive beast and sending it kneeling to the earth below. Icy blood would soon clot the place that had been severed, but with Fio's spell weighing it down and Elias holding the noose around its neck...well, the beast would soon be pinned under the assault, the phantom blades holding it now in place since it had lost all of its momentum.

[color=aba000]"You were saying?"[/color] Sorcha responded. [color=aba000]"Leave, bandit. I have no desire to see further bloodshed."
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"S-shabbi!" He would make a move to run over to the downed beast, but would be quickly intercepted by the Queen before he could get even a few feet.

[color=aba000]"If anything, you should be ashamed of yourself for bringing a peaceable beast such as that on an endeavor like this."[/color] She sighed. [color=aba000]"Think about it fool. You have my word on my honor and life that I will bring no further harm to the beast...so do yourself a favor and leave."
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"...Tch-!" He pulled a horn from his belt, quickly blowing on it before turning tail to flee.

The men fighting Luna well...it was a bloodbath on both sides. The men would fall beneath her easily, but she wouldn't come out entirely unscathed. One of the bandits would get a good stab right in Luna's shoulder, slicing deep into her flesh before she could retaliate, and she'd find another slamming against her torso, her armor absorbing most of the blow but she would definitely feel something had been broken, and someone had managed to get a good cut on her neck.

When all was said and done, however, nine men lay dead, a tenth had been beaten into submission. Upon hearing the horn, and whenever Luna had dropped the barrier, the men who surrendered would make no secret they had no intention of sticking around...and promptly attempt to flee again.

[color=aba000]"Let them go, Luna."[/color] Sorcha would say as she'd approach the Knight...though her serious demeanor would quickly fade as she'd give a long, drawn out yawn and stretch. [color=aba000]"Ugh, who do they think they are, attacking [i]this[/i] early in the morning. Don't they know some queens need their beauty sleep?"[/color] She'd complain to all of her knights present. [color=aba000]"Well, good job everyone! Glad to see you all in one piece, especially you Od."[/color]

Now that everything was done, she'd address the knights in full.

[color=aba000]"Alright, no time to rest! Get yourselves all cleaned up and meet me in the strategy room in an hour! I'll see to our beast friend here myself."[/color]

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[@Crimson Paladin]
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well, his plan was working as intended. The Bandit trying to grapple Ethelred would keep holding on, at least for the first few moments as the biting cold began spreading through the man. He'd grit his teeth, attempting to double down on the maneuver as Cecilia struggled to her feet, the slippery ground making it difficult for even an expert thief to find decent footing.

"Jeez...I'm surrounded by idiots with no self preservation..." She'd say, pulling another arrow from her quiver and aiming at Ethelred. The man holding the knight would now shout in pain, before promptly releasing him and looking at his now frost-bitten body. He grimaced and attempted to try quickly rubbing his arms and front to warm himself up, but it was mostly futile...and then the sound of a horn. Not one that Ethelred would know - but it would make Cecilia pause...and then leap up to a nearby tree branch.

"Well, Ice Knight who wasn't even polite enough to give me his name. Looks like we gotta go!" She'd say, giving him a friendly wave before leaping out of sight. "Hope to never see ya again! Not sure my heart could take it!"

And like the wind, she was gone. The bandit on the ground was glaring up at Ethelred, shivering and taking short breaths as frostbite ate away the majority of his body.

"Ethelred!" A familiar sound of Lughs voice would meet the Ice Knights ears. The young Tuatha would walk into view, sword at the ready to help...and seeming a tad bit disappointed he didn't get to help beating up any bandits. "Vyrell sent me. Was concerned. You seem fine. Battles over. Bandits fleeing. Sorcha says to meet her in the strategy hall in an hour. Need help?"