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Kyran Cynmaer


Kingdom of Reynes, Alymere Fortress



Blade met blade once more, though this time the squire's strike found no purchase anywhere on the mercenary. Frustratingly enough, the opposing swordsman was every bit skilled as he looked, with a clearly experienced block easily deflecting Kyran's slash. As his sword was flung wide from the defender, he offered a knowing smirk, for his allies had arrived and were now rapidly descending upon the exposed man. Like a pack of hungry wolves they struck their prey down with relentless blows of blade, spear, and flame. Not even the most skilled of fighters could defend all their flanks at once. Turning to face his allies he offered them a quick nod to show appreciation before following the amassed group towards the weakened northern wall they'd discovered during their previous scouting sortie.

The outside of the fortress was deceptively quiet now, being home to a tempest of combat mere moments ago. Though not all was calm yet, in the distance he could see Bel firing towards the fortress proper and the dragonrider, Branna dealing with brigands of her own. Einar was off planting some kind of blasting powder at the wall so a second entrance could be made, while he waited alongside the others some distance away. All things considered, the assault had been going relatively well. No losses that he knew of on their side and the exterior of the fortress was as good as secured. Those within the fortress however were all still unknowns, and they were about to rattle the hornets nest yet further. Caution would be wisest, as Kyran knew from his admittedly limited experience that bandits would rather fight like wild animals when cornered then try any kind of diplomacy.

A stabbing pain shot through his arm very suddenly, it seemed that his adrenaline was wearing off, the wound from the mercenary was making its presence known and felt once again. A glance downward at the torn up, now crimson stained cloth revealed that the wound was deeper than previously thought, and with no healer in sight, certainly an unfortunate scenario. The roar of the blast itself coupled with the pain of the injury caused the squire to recoil, grit his teeth and reach for a vial at his hip, a vulnerary. In a swift series of motions Kyran drank the contents and fought himself to not immediately retch at the taste, a mix between herbal bitters and a lingering earthy aftertaste that was all around nasty. It wouldn't completely take care of the injury and he'd have to deal with the wound properly after the battle, but it swiftly reduced the blazing pain to an almost unnoticeable level. With the injury dealt with and the weakened wall now a gaping open maw, Kyran spurred his mount onwards to join his allies inside.

Where he expected resistance however it seemed that the others had swiftly neutralized whoever was guarding the breached room. "Sorry I'm la- Huh... I guess you didn't need me after all." he offhandedly said as he rode up beside Einar. "Thanks for earlier, by the way." Kyran added, as he took stock of the room and situation they found themselves in. Two dead bandits, one exit. Myself, Hadrick, Einar, The Prince, and a mage... alright then. Maneuvering himself and Lei towards the door that lead deeper into the fortress he looked over his shoulder and asked the group. "Okay we're in, so what's the plan now then? Are we just holding this room for now or are we going further?"

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Status: Regrouped and ready
Class: Squire
Inventory:
Iron Sword (2/3)
Vulnerary (2/3)
Experience
50/90

Action
Using a Vulnerary, and preparing to advance
With:
Einar - @Savo
Atremisia - @Lugubrious
Alnard - @Sho Minazuki

Kyran Cynmaer


Kingdom of Reynes, Alymere Fortress



The impact of sword upon sword was a brief and intense moment, both the Reynes squire and his foe seeking to either overpower or deflect one another. Thankfully for Kyran, the raw force behind his swing paid off as he pushed his blade past the experienced swordsman's guard and found purchase in his shoulder, before sending him backwards a few feet. Looking around for a moment as he slowed Lei down and brought her around towards the southernmost flank of his opponent to face him once more, the rider noticed that the twin archers both now focused their aim upon him. Crackling blackened smoke and a ball of flame put an end to one of his would-be attackers, it seemed that the mage he shot past noticed the opening and exploited it quickly. More shockingly the one responsible for the fireball seemed to be Alnard, interestingly enough. There was no time for musing on his current commander's abilities though, as the mercenary in front of him was already raring to go for round two. In what felt like only a second, the swordsman was now soaring through the air, looking to deliver a nasty lunging overhead chop. By the time Kyran had noticed this and urged his mount to quickly leap off to the right it was too late to avoid the strike completely, and his opponent's sword found flesh on his left forearm. Luckily it was only a surface wound, but the searing hot pain from the sliced flesh begged to differ. Gritting his teeth and trying his best to ignore the pain, he noticed Einar on the approach, as well as a spearman who'd come to add his presence to the battle, combined with the force of the great knight alongside him, the mercenary would not be long for this world. Rushing forth, Kyran prepared a large cross-body swipe, but as his strike was midway to his target, he feinted and reversed the momentum on the backswing of the sword, looking to cleave a nice gash in the left side of the man's neck.

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Status: Going to take more than that
Class: Squire
Inventory:
Iron Sword (2/3)
Vulnerary
Experience
30/70

Action
Continuing the assault on a Mercenary
With:
Einar - @Savo
Trace - @Haeo

Kyran Cynmaer


Kingdom of Reynes, Alymere Exterior



The next few days rushed by swiftly, with an ever present tension radiating from the looming fortress nearby. Kyran did what he could in this fleeting calm before the storm and rather than fret over the battle to come, he instead turned his focus to the duties he'd been assigned. Scouting the fortress with a few familiar faces, lending a nearby village a hand with their bandit problem, and lastly serving as sentinel along the northern border were how he spent the short time before the impending battle reared its ugly head. He also learned that his stay with the remnant Lothian forces would be longer than originally expected... much longer in fact. Though it stung having to leave behind his countrymen in such tumultuous times, he'd already decided that he'd do all he could to help Alnard on his quest, and Kyran wasn't one to break his own promises after all.

Before he'd even really noticed it, dawn had come and with it the Lothian army stood ready for battle upon the outskirts of Alymere. Now cloaked in crimson Kyran stood among the small invasion force atop Lei, both rider and steed eyeing their target and waiting with bated breath for the fated moment that the attack would commence. In the tension, Kyran found his mind wandering to strategy, how could they manage to assault a famed fortress like Alymere when so many others before had failed? If the intelligence they had discerned from scouting was to be believed, there would only be a scant force guarding this entrance, yet still they were not to be underestimated even though they were only bandits. Even wild animals could fight like demons once cornered, and cornered they certainly were. To his understanding there was also a secondary entrance to the south of Alymere that was even less well guarded, if they were to divide their forces then perhaps-

"Attack!

Alnard's rallying call to action snapped the squire from his thoughts and back to attention, the time had come at last and the battle had begun. With a start the squire shot off towards the fortress though he was initially somewhat behind those who'd already rushed into the fray. As the duo picked up speed and raced towards the gate, Kyran took a moment to survey the budding skirmish before him. To his left. he saw Bel and Einar making short work of one of the axemen, and on his right the two stoic spear-wielders whose names eluded him were currently dealing with the other brigand. Dead ahead, a mage was in the process of striking at the archers beyond the front line which was good and all, but knowingly or not they were making themselves quite the tempting target in the process. The rider also picked out one amongst their foe's ranks who seemed out of place, his footing and the way he held his blade made it clear that he was not nearly as green as his fellows. To make matters yet worse it seemed that he'd noticed the overextended magus, that wouldn't end nicely. No matter, Kyran would just have to make a lot more noise then her and he had an idea of how to do just that. With a shout he spurred his companion to a rapid pace, building up to a high speed as he surpassed the frontline in a flash of crimson and onyx. He drew his blade and prepared to strike as he shot past the mage and in mere instants he was upon his chosen quarry. Time seemed to slow down for the squire as Lei almost leaped and he aligned his blade with the swordsman's neck and upper chest, her speed and momentum boosting his strength behind the sword. If all went well, he'd deal a considerable blow to his opponent as well as taking the heat off of the mage. He'd know in mere moments as his strike was punctuated by a thunderclap of ebon hooves.

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Status: Engaging The Enemy
Class: Squire
Inventory:
Iron Sword (3/3)
Vulnerary
Experience
30/70

Action
Performing Wrath Strike on a Mercenary
With: Artemisia @Lugubrious

Kyran Cynmaer


Kingdom of Reynes, Temporary Lothian Encampment



With his convictions reborn and renewed, the rider and his Ebon horse darted back along the dusty path towards the Lothian camp. It was not long before the duo diverged from the well-worn trail and set out across emerald coloured plains and gently rolling hills. Just barely in eyesight a veritable sea of tents and soldiers going through their morning rounds stuck out against the mid-morning sun. To think, mere days ago these people all had their livelihoods ripped from them and their homes razed to ashes by a surprise attack, Kyran could hardly even fathom how they must feel. We've all lost a lot... but now we'll turn it around. We have to! The Reynes squire thought to himself as the remnant Lothian forces' camp grew nearer with each and every beat of his companion's hooves.

As he drew closer to the camp, Kyran noticed a familiar looking vibrant pink haired girl who seemed to be beckoning him closer and alongside her a man he didn't recognize, likely one of the sellswords who had enlisted by the blade at his hip. That's the archer I met in Garleton! Good to see she made it out alright. A genuine smile dawned upon the squire's face as he gradually slowed Lei's pace to a stop nearby the pink haired girl before swiftly dismounting and approaching the pair on foot, reins in hand. A slight chuckle escaped his lips as the girl slightly stammered mid-introduction. "Oh I remember you alright, who could forget the face of a hero surrounded by flames?"he said, snickering somewhat before carrying on. "In all seriousness though, I'm glad to see that you made it out in one piece." The wry grin on his face evolved into a warm smile as he spoke, pausing as the pair shared their names with him, the girl was Bel, and the man, Einar. "Name's Kyran, I'm wi- or rather I was with the Knights of Reynes before Garleton... happened. Erm, nevermind that, great to meet you both." His expression shifted to a grimace briefly as he mentioned Garleton before snapping back into the same warm demeanor as before. "I can't take all the credit Bel, you did just as much as I did. Maybe I should be the one thanking you. Anyways, if I'm remembering this rightly, the three of us have a date with a certain stronghold later on today, right?"

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Status: Alive and Well
Class: Squire
Inventory:
Iron Sword (3/3)
Vulnerary
Experience
40/40

Action
Making Introductions
With: Bel, Einar
@Yankee@Savo

Kyran Cynmaer


Kingdom of Reynes, Temporary Lothian Encampment Outskirts

Tacatac, Tacatac, Taclop, Taclop, Caclop, Caclop.

The swift pace of hooves upon soil gradually slowed as the young Reynes squire brought his obsidian coated steed to an eventual halt. Briefly, the rider surveyed the mildly forested clearing he'd came to a stop in, just far away enough from the main path that no wandering eyes nor ears would incidentally find him. It wouldn't do to be detected out here alone, and so far from the camp at that. Finding no signs of recent human presence, Kyran dismounted from Lei's back, and walked a few steps further into the clearing before finding himself a seat upon a recently fallen log. He'd gotten up earlier than normal today, though not entirely of his own volition and thought perhaps he would be able to clear his head if he were alone for a moment. So now in a nigh-silent clearing he sat, away from the noise of the camp and alone save for his own thoughts. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes momentarily the bitter truth he'd done his best not to dwell upon these past couple days came to his mind and lips simultaneously.

"I have failed."

He merely whispered the words yet still they struck him with the force of an army. As much as he wanted to disbelieve that words he himself had just spoken they were truthful, and brutally so. He was tasked with one simple thing on the night of Garleton's fall, Find Prince Alnard and get him to safety. Yet still on that night, he simply couldn't manage something so trivially simple. Thankfully a group of actually competent sellswords managed to pick up the slack he'd left behind, if the prince were to have fallen that night as well there was little chance Kyran would forgive himself for such a failing. All he managed to do that night was help guide what few straggling evacuees he could find to the castle's tunnels whilst his fellow countrymen stood, fought, bled, and ultimately died so that they could have a chance to escape. The squire looked to himself and the blade at his side, fat lot of good it did him that night. The archer woman had it all under control, even with him drawing even more attention to an already incredibly dicey situation.

Between his failing to find and protect the prince, his pointless escalation of a dangerous potential hostage situation and finally the guilt he harbored as his countrymen and second family went to their deaths while he ran away, it was hard for Kyran to not feel ultimately useless. It wasn't like the situation was getting any better either, Edinburgh had fallen mere days after Garleton. As far as most were concerned, the Lothian empire was dead and gone, and now the bloodthirsty Lyonesse were looking for the prince's head as well. In truth, he didn't know how long their rag-tag group could keep Alnard away from his pursuers or how long they would even stay together for that matter! Their situation was bleak at best... though what else was there to do, but carry onwards and give all he could? Not only to prove himself as more than useless, not only to right the grave wrong committed by the Lyonesse. But to honor the sacrifice of many men Reynes and Lothian alike. "I'll make it all worth it.... I swear it." The squire said to himself, rising from his seat on the fallen tree and striding towards Lei, waiting at the grove's entrance. He'd been in this situation before oddly enough, feeling utterly useless while everything crumbled around him and so in that very moment, alone in a forest, Kyran resolved to do exactly what he did last time he felt this way. He'd work and work until his body could work no longer, and assist the prince in every way he could fathom. As he mounted his steed once more and began to head back in the direction of the camp his mind wandered to the extra duties he'd accepted. He had much to do, scouting a stronghold nearby as well as dealing with some particularly active bandits just to name a few.

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Status: Alive, Well, and Resolute
Class: Squire
Inventory:
Iron Sword (3/3)
Vulnerary
Experience
40/40

Action
Returning to Camp

@Sho Minazuki Alright then. I'll go with the escape option and have Kyran searching for more escapees whilst looking for Alnard and having precisely no luck finding him. (Damned E rank Luck stat)
Well this certainly leaves me at an interesting impasse. OOC I should absolutely dart to the castle and net that escape exp, yet IC Kyran still needs to find Prince Alnard and get him the heck out of Garleton... I'm going to have to think on this one for a bit.


@Sho Minazuki This is my current predicament, I could very well join you all in the boss fight but I'm unsure if I'm much too late in that regard. I don't want to steal exp from those who are already there because I decided to show up, nor do I want to unbalance the encounter. IC it's absolutely what Kyran would do, given that he could even find the Alnard and his entourage. Though if it makes moving on easier I could just have him bolt back to the castle and escape. Honestly I'm willing to go with whatever causes less hassle for you Sho.
Well this certainly leaves me at an interesting impasse. OOC I should absolutely dart to the castle and net that escape exp, yet IC Kyran still needs to find Prince Alnard and get him the heck out of Garleton... I'm going to have to think on this one for a bit.
@Yankee@Sho Minazuki Well THAT took longer to get out than I expected, apologies for making the pair of you wait.
Kyran Cynmaer


Garleton, Stables



A satisfied smirk dawned upon the Reynes squires's face as the bandit before him fell to the dirt with an arrow embedded in his throat. Evidently his distraction had worked, the degenerate was unaware of the archer's presence until his fate had been sealed. He looked to the archer, still half-obscured by shadows and offered a quick nod to them as thanks.

Whoever they are, they aren't a bad shot, that much is sure.

Now that the scenario before him had played itself out, Kyran had a job to get back to... Or rather he would get back to his search if he didn't hear the telltale sounds of trickery behind him. Swiftly, the squire whipped around, backpedaling slightly to confront the source of the new sounds. The duo was greeted by yet another vagabond, this one attempting to sneak up on him. Perhaps taunting was not his wisest idea, he'd almost fallen for the exact same trap that ended the last brigand. Two pairs of eyes leered at the would-be attacker before them, Kyran gathering as much information as he could from the way the bandit postured himself. With the way he wields that axe, It's unlikely he even knows how to use that thing. More so, I'm at an advantage in terms of both mobility and training. He could very well end this poor soul here and now, but was it truly necessary?

Momentarily, his focus lapsed as a second horse strode up beside him, with the archer mounted upon it. He glanced at her briefly before, turning his attentions back to the bandit. Kyran didn't want to kill needlessly, though if he let this one go free, the vagabond would surely just return to his pillage and slaughter. He would not permit such a thing, innocent lives were at stake! Thus the rabid dog needed to be put down before he hurt someone else.

"Know that I don't want to do this, I'd much rather show mercy and be on my way. But you tried to sneak up on me, axe in hand. That alone tells me enough of your intent." He said while staring at the bandit. With an explosive burst of speed, Lei took off straight in the brigand's direction, as Kyran readied his blade for contact. If the badit attempted to dodge, he could redirect Lei to trample them underfoot. If he stood his ground? He'd find the squire's blade sailing towards his neck and chest. Quickly and decisively, Kyran would end this.

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Status: Determined & Undaunted
Class: Squire
Inventory:
Iron Sword
Vulnerary
Experience
5/5

Action
Ending this, quickly.
With : Bel @Yankee

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