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Wulanxeex did manage to put up his arms to block the staff from hitting his torso, but he still received a sharp pain from the weapon hitting his arms. Nevertheless, he retained enough concentration to grab the staff. Remembering her strength, however, he didn't try to pull it from her grasp and instead reached out with his other hand and grabbed one of her ankles. From his current position, he might not have been able to get a good enough grip to pull her off of her feet normally, but since she was already off-balance, he was just able to trip her up and cause her to fall beside him.

As quickly as he could, Wulanxeex moved to capitalize on the opportunity. He did not even bother standing all the way to his feet and instead just got up on his knees, grabbed his club off the ground next to him, and started to hit her as hard as he could, as many times as he could. With the way she fell, her head was out of reach, but he was able to strike her in the body multiple times.

Meesei winced with each blow Sabine's opponent landed. Sabine was not in a good position, and Meesei had already unconsciously started to charge magicka through herself. Wulanxeex was already pushing the line, and if he stepped over it, Meesei would not hesitate to intervene. For now, as bad as it seemed, Sabine still had a chance. If she could get a hold of him, Wulanxeex would not be able to get away unless Sabine let him get away. With how close they were, Sabine might be able to grapple him into submission.
Sharee was not quick to awaken, but nevertheless, she started to stir as someone nudged her. Before her eyes were even open, she smelled the scent of tea, of all things. Once she did open her eyes, she immediately regretted it due to the light shining in her window. She groaned and rolled over onto her back, keeping her eyes closed for a few more seconds. All the while, she heard a familiar voice saying a lot of words next to her, but she didn't catch most of them immediately after waking. When she finally opened her eyes, she was quite surprised to see that it was Noelle standing over her, and even more surprised at her first thoughts upon looking at her. For whatever reason, Noelle seemed quite appealing to her once again, which gave Sharee the wrong idea of what happened between them to put them in their current situation.

Once she was awake enough to start moving, Sharee slowly brought herself to her feet and stretched out her muscles, trying the entire time not to look at the nearby window. Instead, she ended up standing rather close to Noelle and looking at her from head to toe. For whatever reason, she seemed appealing to Sharee, a thought that caused her quite a bit of confusion. She had thought the same thing a few days ago, when they first captured the ship, but for the next few days up until now, everything seemed normal. She didn't look at Noelle any differently than any other female crew member, but now, all of the sudden, she seemed a lot more appealing. Something didn't make sense. "Wait, did we end up sleeping together last night or something?" Sharee asked once she was awake enough to speak coherently.
The difference here would be that none of the previous events would involve a joint team working for the Assembly. There would be different motivations for what they did, and who did it, but the characters could get to know each other all the same. We just need to figure out which characters were involved. Something tells me Shuo will not have been.
Once Wulanxeex landed his first hit, he immediately went for a second, trying for the head again. His aim was off, but he did land a rather heavy hit on her shoulder as she was striking with her staff. As a wide sweep with a long weapon did not require much accuracy, she was able to sweep his legs out from under him with her reaction. He had not braced for the hit, so he landed rather hard, face-first in the mud. Pain shot through his body and the breath was knocked out of him. The surprise of the impact stunned him for a moment, so there was a few seconds of delay before he started trying to get to his feet again. He just hoped his strike had stunned her as well.

Meesei looked on uncomfortably as the fight progressed. They had been trading blows, and Sabine was not doing badly, but neither did she have the advantage. What concerned her was that Wulanxeex was being a bit too forceful with his strikes. He did not seem to care if he risked hurting her. His club might have been lighter and softer than normal, but with enough force, anything could be dangerous. With the poison making her tire more quickly, Sabine needed to finish it as quickly as possible. She did have her stamina potion to reinvigorate her, but she would need to have an open moment to drink it if she wanted to make use of it.
Hello Leon, how are you?
To say Wutanxeex was surprised would be an understatement. It was unbelievable that a Breton girl a few years younger than himself could outmatch him enough in strength to completely throw him off of her. To make matters worse, she jammed him in the stomach hard enough that he nearly lost his balance. It took him a few moments to recover, but when he did, he was angry. He was training to be a hunter, and this was a young girl who was drugged with a poison. It would be embarrassing for him to lose to her.

Wulanxeex's second attack was no more cautious than the first. The only thing he changed was that he was not going to telegraph his attack as early, and would hit somewhere less obvious. With the poison blurring her vision, he doubted she would be able to block accurately. He would try to dodge her counter if he could, but at this point, he didn't care if he got hit. He just wanted to hit her as hard as he could.
"Wutanxeex is not that skilled. He is a new hunter, still learning. I do not think he is any better than your friend, but with the poison...I don't know." Kaleeth observed. Even if Wutanxeex was no expert, this fight still did not seem right. "Her opponent is not supposed to be just as skilled as her. The poison makes her tire faster, and it makes her head blurry and unfocused. The fight should not be like this. I hope it ends quickly, and she doesn't get hurt."

Sabine's opponent knew his one-handed club did not have the reach of her staff, so he had to close in. He didn't know any other way to do that than to just run at her when he had a chance. Once she started to stagger from the effects of the poison, he saw that chance. He bolted at her with his club raised and poised to hit her head. The fight was meant to be non-lethal, so he was supposed to be careful, but he did not exactly care how much he hurt her. Besides, he was using a practice weapon, so in his mind, a strike from it wouldn't be that bad anyway. If his attack failed for whatever reason, he would try to grapple her to eliminate the advantage her staff provided, and to use the strength advantage he thought he had.
After the first group was taken care of, Sharee waited in her cabin and assigned roles to the late-arriving officers over the next hour or so. She would have been angrier about the delay if it weren't for the celebration the night before. Even she wasn't so hypocritical as to yell at someone else for drinking too much at a celebration she started. Eventually, all officer roles were assigned and they could begin familiarizing themselves with their duties. For Sharee herself, she spent most of the day supervising the other officers and seeing how well they performed. There were definite downsides to recruiting mercenaries for the crew in that not all roles had many people that knew how to perform them. Some of the crew members were having to learn entirely new skills to fulfill their duties, which meant they were going to have some growing pains over the next few weeks as everyone settled in to life at sea. Still, they had gotten farther than Sharee expected, so she couldn't complain.

The next few days were much more calm than the first. The crew was slowly getting better, though that didn't stop Sharee from yelling and cursing at anyone who made too big of a mistake. She often drank and joked around with the crew quite often as well, but her demeanor could reverse in an instant. However, she always made sure that her attitude matched the crew's performance. If they were doing well, she would either be in a good mood, or would just go off by herself if she was in a bad mood. Despite their flaws, the crew was effective enough, and the ship was being kept in perfectly good condition. There were only a few details Sharee needed to take care of before they could go farther into Dominion waters. Namely, she needed to have all Imperial markings removed from the ship and change its name. For that, she already had something in mind.

After about three days at sea, the ship finally made port in the city of Mistral on the island of Khenarthi's Roost early in the morning. It was a small city on a small island, but it was just large enough to be interesting. Sharee would need to speak to the docking authority soon to clear them to stay for much longer, so she was approaching the situation with all of the respectability and professionalism as one could expect from her...which of course meant she would passed out drunk and naked on the floor of her cabin, having not even made it to her bed the previous night. While Sharee was an expert assassin, a tactical genius, and a highly-trained fighter, she was far from being without flaws when it came to being a leader.
Kaleeth looked at Janius nervously and shrugged. "I...do not know. He cannot make you leave, so maybe this is the only way he can think of to hurt you?" She looked down and shook her head. Everything seemed to be going so wrong, which upset her to the point that tears started forming in her eyes. "Why does he have to hate you so much?" She said quietly, more to herself than anyone.

Thorantilth was obviously upset, but there was nothing he could do right now. Wutanxeex was just close enough in skill to what Meesei had described for Sabine that it was not blatantly unacceptable. The only way that he would be able to void the fight and pick a new opponent for her would be if either Zharan or Wutanxeex directly broke one of the rules of the fight. Until that happened, the Master-Hunter had control over who Sabine fought. Reluctantly, he took a waterskin from his satchel filled with the ritual poison and offered it to Sabine. "Here, this is the poison you need to drink. Take your position in the clearing opposite Wutanxeex. Once you drink it, the fight will begin. I...wish you luck. May the Hist guide you."
I think that's everyone, isn't it? I'll move us to Khenarthi's Roost in my next one.
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