Location:
Redwater Point
Mid-Morning
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[@Cu Chulainn][@Guy0fV4lor][@Crimson Paladin]
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The knights reactions were swift, effective. Ethelred’s lance would not find the intended target of the larger fomorian, by the time he had charged the thing was already leaping towards the two wayward children. The lesser fomorians, barely managed to get out of the way, Ethelred catching one under the hooves of his steed while impaling a second on his lance.

The lanky fomorian was only stopped mid-air by Reinhardt’s harpoon as it impaled the thing in its chest and was pulled away mid leap, sending the creature hurtling to the ground and pulled towards Reinhardt with a pained shriek. Not out however, it would quickly scramble to its feet, leaping towards its assailant, claws bared to dig into Reinhardt’s neck and shoulders and teeth to mangle his face.

Unfortunately for the others, they would be caught up in marduk’s assault - the half elf leaped right into the middle of their formation, scattering them from the sudden appearance of a third foe. They’d quickly recover, though, as his staff would connect with the skull of a second, sending it to the ground as the remaining four would in turn focus on him. One of the smaller ones carrying a fell colored blade aimed to attack him head on, the second deciding towards flanking from the side with its own blade.

This however, left the third remaining one…to focus on the children.

“Guh…I-I’m not scared of you!” The young boy with the sword would hold his ground as they’d approach. It attempted to swing at the boy, only to be met with the clang of steel as the boy’s blade was effortlessly cast aside as the fomorian cackled wickedly, preparing a follow up strike.

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[@Pyromania99]
Location:
Southern Giants Rest
Early Night
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Ah, it smelled so good. There was something special about the atmosphere and general feel of a slightly cramped dinner hall that she could never get tired of. Probably due to her own upbringing and her past, really. She’d inhale the scent of cooked meat, listening and following Luna to as they’d come to the kitchen. Ah, it all smelled so good. She’d hover over where they were cooking the various cuts of mutton, deer and wild boar common in Albion. She’d look less like a queen and more like a kid watering over a piece of candy…in fact it Luna could almost imagine she saw a tail wagging back and forth like some sort of excited puppy.

An excitement that completely disappeared when Luna handed her the bowl of stew.

What were these horrible green things…

[color=fff79a]“Luna you know d-ahem-I don’t normally eat plants.”[/color] She’d say, fidgeting on the spot as she’d hold the bowl some distance from her. [color=fff79a]“I-In fact you could say I am allergic to vegetables. Please remove these from the bowl and fetch me a nice, fresh, juicy cut of meat hm? Maybe add some bread? I wouldn’t mind a fresh potato.”[/color] The Queen met Luna's stare with a friendly smile of her own. [color=fff79a]“Yes, this is also an order from your humbly beautiful queen to her knight. Get to it, go on~”[/color]

[@VitaVitaAR]
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“...hm? Like…what?” The maid tilted her head slightly, moving the heart away from Fio just slightly. “Oh…this? Its…cursed? Oh, good…I thought it might have gotten…un-cursed somehow…” The sickly maid covered her mouth with her free hand again to mask a…muffled laugh? “Mhm? Why do you look…perturbed?” She’d proceed to pull the heart closer to her chest, shoving her hand and the organ both inside of a small cutout in her dress that was fairly cleverly concealed by overlapping fabric.

“Mhm…Sucaria. Maid of the Lightsword family…” She’d remove her hand from her dress, revealing it now empty save for the blood that drenched it. In fact, now that she had time to look there were splotches of blood all over her dress. Her non-bloodied hand would hold a cloth up to her mouth, cleaning the small trickle of blood from her cheek. “Can…I help you…? You seem confused…Or do you want to see it again?” She’d stand there, sleepily waiting for instruction, using the cloth to clean her hands. Surprisingly the cloth itself didn’t seem to get dirty no matter how much she used it to clean up.

“...I know where almost…every book in the library is located, if that’s what you’re here for…” She’d tiredly state. “Also…somewhat good with magic if you need something done…”

[@FrogRFlowR]
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“Hm…scout the exterior, huh. Alright, sure I’ll-” But he was off before Gabe could finish his sentence. The Lightsword knight watched in a mildly impressed manner as Niall ran off, a small smile creeping over his features as he’d chuckle…and start doing as he was asked too. Shouldn’t be too hard, hm?

Niall swiftly approached the front entrance, the cover of night obscuring him from the bandits rather lax lookouts. He could vaguely makeout a brief conversation between the two.

“Can you believe it? We actually [i]caught[/i] the guy.” One of them said with a chuckle.

“What ya think they’re gonna do with him?”

“Same thing they do with the rest of them, what else-ah?!”

 A brief moment, and the cloud of darkness would fall over them, their conversation interrupted as a dark cloud fell over the moon obscuring their vision even more. A cold wind blew past them, Niall expertly lunging past before the two could barely register what was happening…but he was in, but as soon as the cloud of darkness passed, seconds later the two guards looked up towards the sky. No clouds they could see.

“...oi, go tell the other guards on the walls about this and go inform Annagan.”

“...ahaha, you can’t be serious? You think one of those humans would-”

“Shut your mouth! Just do as your told.”

Niall would have no trouble finding a decent place to hide. Behind the hastily constructed wooden shelters and the canvas tents the bandits had set up, was a perch for a lookout and a sniper, thankfully unoccupied. Leaping atop its roof, it was far from the highest point in the camp - but here he had a much better view of the happenings.


The camp was roughly rectangular on one end, and circular on the other. The entrance he had come in was one from the eastern side, and the other was on the north. The rock that sat at the back of the camp was the west with the southern side seemingly having to entrance or exit at all, blocked completely by palisades. About four lookout towers including the one he was on, some covered, some not, dotted the wall. Two were occupied.

As far as buildings went, there were about five temporary tents made of a variety of materials, and three temporary somewhat large wooden shacks put together by the bandits, no doubt made from trees in the area. There didn’t seem to be much organization to their layout, the only noticeable thing was the clear path down the center that lead towards the back of the camp towards the rock wall where the largest building was. Built into the rock face was a large wooden building, built a bit off the ground and decorated a bit lavishly with hunting trophies.

A majority of the bandits were gathered around a large bonfire where they were busy enjoying themselves with food, and…well, more than a little drink. It was hard to get a full count since not all were likely in the open, but he could at least count at least two dozen outside.

Curiously, towards the large house in the back, seemed to be a one stationed as a guard outside a small dug out place that seemed to lead towards some sort of basement.

Sadly though, there did not seem to be many weaknesses he could exploit from out here. Their defenses weren’t anything spectacular, but they weren’t exactly bad either, it seemed. He had a layout now, and a good grasp of their numbers. Unless there was something he wished to investigate in particular, now was likely a good idea to finish before he got caught…