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Sir Aethelmund's final words, coupled with the aid of some of his men, were of great help in aiding Tiral's worry about the situation. The young mage's breathing a bit more relaxed as the group continued forth, his hands still balled into fists as he began to run over the situation a few times in his head. There had to have been a reason the captain had picked him, after all... And a bad showing here might tarnish his reputation for the rest of his life. Although the prospect of that and that alone was worrisome, he still had the lives of others to worry about. Though this was still just a mission to rout a group of bandits, one false move could...

"Calm yourself, Sir Tiral. Worry only begets worry; have faith in yourself and your companions."

The feeling of a firm hand clapping down on his shoulder caused Tiral's body to tense for a moment before turning to face the source: Sir Luthor, who for all intents and purposes was a much more battle-hardened man than he. With a deep breath, Tiral nodded and attempted to put on a smile for the knight. There was no arguing that the job wasn't stressful, but... At the very least, he would have to put on a brave face in front of the rest of the company.

Lady Julianna's words before the group had set forth, though, popped into Tiral's mind as he righted himself. Haste and stealth... Well, while the first was a given, the second was likely a bit more difficult to do when the entire battalion was rushing headlong into the enemy camp. Then Sir Aethelmund's follow-up suggestion popped into his head: sounding a horn to call for reinforcements and flank those who were attacking his forces. While the plan seemed sound, baiting the enemy into a chase on the rear during a simultaneous assault seemed... Somewhat strange. Tiral wasn't in any position to question his superior's suggestion, but... Well, if it came down to it, that plan was always an option.

Eventually, the group of knights slowed down as they finished rounding about the camp. A few sentries were stationed around the sides, though luckily enough for the knights they seemed to be none the wiser. They were far enough away for Tiral to attempt to give orders, at least... Well, at least to a degree of being audible.

"Once the call sounds, I want the archers to attempt to take down those guarding the perimeter as quickly as possible. If successful, we break past the defenses they have set up with a simultaneous charge from all shieldbearers; else, I want the archers to light their arrows on fire and aim for any flammable structures instead. Once inside, assuming we are successful, I want you to use the ensuing chaos to your advantage and attempt to kill those who seem to be in disarray. Do not hesitate to retreat if you are injured; there is no shame in living to fight another day. Archers will remain behind during this assault and provide cover fire to those who need it. If the enemy has a stronger defensive structure from the rear than anticipated, defends from archer fire and draw them from their camp; I shall call for aid and we shall collapse upon them soon thereafter. Are we clear?"

The acknowledgement of his statement from his peers was a welcome sight to Tiral, who now turned back to face the camp.
This was his trial, and with the expectations of others weighing down on him, now was no time to falter.

Now, though? All he could do was wait.
Resident Evil- A Forest, and No More


The journey through the forest went by with relative ease; as expected from an area with comparatively little human life to infect, the woods had few infected to speak of, if any at all. Though the night seemed to drag on, it was moreso due to the complete lack of... Well, action, if anything.

The sounds of gunfire, though, caused the silence to break, and the groans of the infected once more began to become audible.

The source, it seemed, was up ahead; the woods quickly parted to make way for a paved highway. In the center, a van was parked, and a sole injured man with an assault rifle surrounded by a small group of zombies. Numerous corpses lay about, and the zombies attacking soon joined their ranks by his hand. With a sigh, the man slumped down and grimaced, looking at his injury.

Bitten. What rotten luck.

With a sigh, the man placed his assault rifle to the side and looked around, only noticing the four travelers now.

"...Damn. Well, at least I'll have some company before I die..." he lamented before turning to the group and shaking his head. "Hey, you mind if this old man asks you strangers for a favor? There's a pen and some paper stashed away in one of the compartments; mind bringing those here?"

A will, at least, would put his mind at ease before he pulled the trigger on himself. They could have the weapons, for all he cared; hell, with that weird set of gear, they'd probably need it. He was probably dead anyways; what did it matter to him now?
@Holy Soldier: Noted. Since that's a majority vote, I'll see if I can't get an update for you three four.

Edit: And there we go. I realized that, in order to get to a swamp, it has to make sense topographically, which would otherwise mean jacking vehicles to get there.
I just made the job easier so you don't spend another few days hiking.

Edit x2: Made the vehicle a bit more feasible.
@Holy Soldier: Well, duly noted.

I was waiting on you for confirmation on the next location, not because of any inaction. My apologies for being unclear.

@Moonman: Well, if all is well, then I see no problems. You going to move Akuma sometime in the next day or two, then?

It's the Fourth, so uh... Well, the possibility of being held up does exist.
Well, uh... Hum.

That statement would've been nice a few minutes before I posted. =w=;;

I'm not sure how to incorporate people who would want to follow Tiral in this situation other than 'just tag along and make small talk on the way,' tbh. Anyone got any ideas? I'm all ears.
Tiral nodded his head in response to the captain's affirmation. Thankfully, these bandits had been complete idiots in trying to run straight back to their base after being captured, else his reaffirmation might have made himself look a bit foolish. In the end, it was a matter of perspective, but... Well, at least it had pulled the captain out of her anger. A clouded mind in combat was suicidal; even he, young as he was, knew that well.

The captain continued, detailing her strategy for the assault on the camp, which Tiral himself wasn't all too surprised by. A four-pronged attack was quite workable, but it did still spread their forces a bit thin. Granted, if the enemy was anything like the bandits that had just been dispatched, then...

Well, if anything, it'd get the job done faster.

Tiral closed his eyes and nodded his head as the captain directed the leaders of each group. The captain, as expected, would take the front. Fitting, but not all too unexpected.

The side flanks would be taken by the two veterans, which gave Tiral a chance to relax a bit. Regardless of the immortal knight's current state of affairs, it would be hard to argue that she wasn't among the most venerable of them all. The other, Sir Aethelmund, was also someone that the mage had predicted would be chosen; after all, his own actions weren't the least bit unknown to the Order. A small smile crept its way onto the mage's face; at this rate, the bandits would probably be dispatched posthaste.

It took a moment, though, for him to remember that this was supposed to be a four-pronged attack and that the captain had only dictated three leaders. But then who was the fourth...?

"... Sir Tiral, you will lead the fourth, which will advance from behind."

...
Oh.

A few beads of sweat seemed to form on Tiral's brow as he processed the captain's words.

He was to lead the fourth squadron.
Him.
Why him?! If there was anyone he had expected to lead the final group, it was probably Sir Garrett! At least the man had more experience! Was this what the mercenaries of his youth called 'a trial by fire'? Because it sure as hell seemed like one.

Though the battle just now had felt like nothing but a warm-up to Tiral, his initial plan to use the whole ordeal as a test to himself was now thrown completely out the window. Had the Captain picked up on his musings earlier? If that was the case, then maybe he'd have to learn to keep his thoughts to himself in the future. Rather than testing his own strength, it was more like the captain was testing him now. Her eyes were on him, which meant that everyone else's would be, too.

Before he could protest and offer up the one who he thought was a more fitting leader, the Captain had already taken to sending everyone off to their respective posts. Tiral stopped himself from letting out a defeated sigh, though just barely; there was no point in arguing now, after all.

"Understood," Tiral said, nodding in response before turning to the knights who had grouped up behind him. Their gazes seemed to look upon him with uncertainty, to which the mage could only respond with a nervous smile.

Damn, even if this was only a fraction of what the Captain faced... Something like this would surely unnerve him. She certainly had it rough, didn't she...? He would keep this in mind for the future. But he had no time to settle his thoughts; as the order was, he had to get into position. Fast.

"As the captain has stated, I shall lead the engagement from behind the enemy encampment. Quickly, now, so our mission can be completed without issue."

With that brief statement, Tiral quickly saluted the captain and the other two leaders before beginning to move through the brush towards their destination, the knights behind him following close behind.

This sort of responsibility... Certainly wasn't what he was used to. At all.
Hellsalem's Lot

"A map...?"
Satori began to muse to herself as the suggestion came up. A map... Well, if another version of this city existed in her companions' world, then there would be little problem. But a matter of deviation from that...?
Actually, the suggestion was quite sound; she had no reason to say no.

"I believe that might help us... To a fault. Not every road is easily plotted and open to the public."

Memories of Old Hell began to resurface in her mind; although she had never personally visited any more than absolutely necessary, a few of her pets had. There was always so much more to a city's face, and Satori was fairly certain that would remain true here.

"But it will work as a guide for now..."

The youkai girl's voice trailed off as she turned towards Saber, who had essentially vacuumed her food down before staring hungrily at the food still on display. Satori sat there, motionless for a moment, before massaging her forehead and drinking a sip of her tea.

"...I have no comment to that."


The 13th Hierarchical City of Kagutsuchi

Hanging Gardens

"Isn't right? Well, you just saw for yourself, haven't you?" Kagura responded, discreetly motioning towards the now-unconscious Tsubaki in Jin's arms. "Something's been causing people to flip on a dime, and none of us are entirely sure why. Half our men are fighting the other half, and we've got no clue who or what's causing it. We've got some specialists trying to figure it out, but... Well, I'm not sure if they've come up with anything yet."

Shrugging his shoulders, Kagura sheathed his weapon on his back (seemingly without effort) and looked Alex dead in the eye.

"Well, that's not to say that fights don't break out a lot here. Hot-blooded bunch, they are. Anyways, what about you two? Given how you're willing to stick your heads into this mess... Well, it doesn't seem like you're all that ordinary, either, now are you? Well, it's not like I'm gonna attack you, though; you guys saved me from some trouble there. But... You kinda just... Came up outta nowhere, after all."
Well, once Holy gives his opinion I'll push it through, then.

In the meantime, I'll update BB- Hanging Gardens and Hellsalem's Lot.
Apologies for that, I've been expecting other people to move but... Well, they haven't.

Put this off long enough; I'll push the scene along momentarily.

As for RE... Are you guys committed to Rain's suggestion, then? No complaints?
Tirial and Marianne has range. Marianne has multiple skills from swordplay to archery to hand to hand to high magic but I'M the one being too powerful when my guy only has swordplay and magic (no offense at all to you harinezumikouken). Tirial is good at swordsmanship AND good at manipulating water/ice for many purposes. Go read over them.


There's a reason I chose my words carefully in the form. Tiral "has chosen not to solely specialize in the way of the blade." This does not mean that he is by any means a master at swordsmanship; in fact, the most recent set of events in-RP has shown as much. He cannot handle more than a 1-on-1 duel in combat, since he just isn't that skilled yet; it's the biggest reason why he called for aid in the last skirmish, even with only two bandits at his throat.

He's more a magician than anything else, actually. Swordplay is used as more self-defense as of right now, and given the rules of magic in-universe, his main tool of combat (his magic) is limited but is considerably versatile to shore that weakness up until the day comes where he is able to fight proficiently with his sword... Which, all things considered, won't be for a long while.

Also, armor choice. Man's wearing little armor in favor of mobility. He has to be a lot more cautious in combat similar to harine's character.
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