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[center][color=7998CE]Race:[/color] Tiefling
[color=77ADFF]Class: [/color] Ranger
[color=7998CE]Location:[/color] The Bar 
[color=77ADFF]Interactions:[/color] [color=D5E3ED]⋆[/color] [@Oso] Bastion
[color=77ADFF]Equipment: [/color] 
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[color=D5E3ED]⋆[/color] Traveler’s cloak 
[color=D5E3ED]⋆[/color] Hidden [url=i.imgur.com/CqhXhFT.jpeg]daggers in boots[/url]
[color=D5E3ED]⋆[/color] [url=i.imgur.com/8Ah0Mon.jpeg]Longbow with etched star markings and quiver[/url] [/hider]
[color=77ADFF]Attire:[/color]
[color=D5E3ED]⋆[/color] [url=https://imgur.com/4KHymg4]Outfit[/url]
[color=D5E3ED]⋆[/color] [url=https://imgur.com/DJOOLrL]Hair[/url]
[color=7998CE]Gold Balance: [/color] 23
[color=77ADFF]Injuries:[/color] Scars on body, old chain marks on wrists, ankles and neck, tattoo on wrist with number
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Arya lowered her bow and paled sickly. She trembled so violently she thought she might be sick; in time, she likely would be. Her arrows struck true into one of them, but nothing lethal yet, though every bit helped. Arya watched as Wendel clumsily tried attacking and failed–she admired his spirit and attempt. Then, Menzai tore viciously into the attackers, which caused her to blink a few times with surprise. Then suddenly, his shoulder was glazed with red. Worry, guilt, and anxiety rose inside of her. What the heck were they going to do? Menzai's voice filed her ears and she glanced over at him. [color=ee82ed]"Excuse me, Lady Arya. I leave Madam, gears, and civilians in your care.” [/color] Arya turned and nodded, an indication she would promise to protect them.

Before she could react to anything else, pain erupted in her side and she yelped in pain. Her focus had shifted enough for her to become distracted and be attacked. Nausea rose inside of her and she paled. She looked down at the gash on her side and bit her lips hard in order not to yell. Everyone had more important things to contend with, so she didn’t want to draw their attention to her. 

Stella, now infuriated, extended her wings and jumped off her shoulder. With fury, the eagle began clawing and biting at the assailant without mercy. [color=lightskyblue]”Do. Not. Touch. My. Tiefling!”[/color] Stella, though unable to be understood by anyone else, was still vocalized with fury. Arya raised her arm to smack him with the bow, but the pain caused her vision to blur and pained cries to escape her. She did not deal well with pain and was struggling not to cry out loud now.

Her gaze moved up as she watched Bastion move in front of her. He was leaking fluid from his arm and for a moment, she was surprised; then remembered he was a warforged. Sadness filled her; everyone was becoming injured. [color=30A4D9]“Arya,”[/color] he said, voice low, [color=30A4D9]“you have my word. I will protect you.”[/color] His guilt and worry reflected in her eyes as well. She had a feeling he was worried about the girl bathroom trip. 

[color=77ADFF]”Thank you, Bastion, as will I. Once we finish here, we can check on the other ladies.”[/color] 

[color=ee82ed]"E-Everyone! Those of you incapable of fighting make your way behind the armored warforged and star-speckled tiefling; they will guard you!”[/color] Menzai shouted out through the chaos. Arya nodded and waved them over. A few hesitated, then quickly ran behind Bastion and her, and she have them an encouraging, yet pained, smile. She was glad Menzai was able to direct them over to them. A soft fluttering in her chest caused her to temporarily blush.

Then, her attention turned back to the fray. Arya straightened with pain and gripped her bow tightly. She raised her bow and aimed to bash it over the head of her attacker with all her might. If that was not successful, she moved her bow back, dizzily, and then took one of her arrows and attempted to stab them in the heart. She did not dare take her eyes off this attacker. Stella, pleased with her attack, flew back onto her shoulder and glared menacingly. [/color]