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The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Siris: "Good attack Makeen!"

Looking at the previous opponent he had attacked, it had seemed Siris's previous attack wasn't enough to kill him outright, luckily his ally Ausür made sure to finish the job. After taking a split second to mentally praise himself for his strategic expertise, Siris once again focused on the battlefield.

Two spearmen were rushing both himself and Makeen.

Siris: "Two huh? I can handle this, stay back Makeen!"

Eager to finally try out his new weapon, Siris puts his shortsword away and pulls out his throwing knives. He runs inbetween the two spear-users, but not close enough that either of the two could reach him. Grabbing one of his throwing knives by the blade, Siris aims and flings the dagger causing it to enter deep into the rebel's left shoulder.

Siris: "Damn! Kind of lacking in stopping power though."

_{Siris moves 4 tiles to 18-29 and switches to Bronze Throwing Knives. He attacks and deals 12 damage to Kassite Rebel 4}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

The first man to approach Siris was one of their spear bearers, with a smile the warrior charges straight the enemy.

Siris: "Spears beat swords in range, I'll rush him before he has time to react"

As Siris was about to attack his foe, he hears a noise coming from behind him. Turning his head he sees one of the other enemies had flanked him, his axe already flying through the sky in an attempt to hit Siris in the back.

The armored warrior, not one to rely solely on his armor, jammed his foot into the ground to stop himself from approaching the spear fighter any further. He was moving too fast to stop, causing him to slide forward, but it gave him enough strength to be able to arch his back enough to barely dodge the handaxe that flied right by him.

Before he could straighten himself, Siris felt a sharp pain at his side. The spear had been partially deflected by his armor, enough to avoid a lethal blow but not enough to avoid a large gash on the left side of his waist.

Siris: "Urgh!!"

Acting on reflex, Siris grabbed the spear with his shield hand before it could be pulled back for another attack.

Siris: "Try one of mine!"

Swinging in a large arc, Siris slashed the spearbearer all the way from his left hip to the top of his right shoulder.

Siris: "Not sure if that's enough to take him out but I've got another problem to deal with"

Letting go of the spear, the armored warrior turns and begins running towards the man who had previously tried to attack him. The axe bearer was grabbing his secondary axe for another attack but Siris was much too fast, immediately slashing him horizzontally cutting deep into his chest and partially into both his arms.

Siris: "Tsk, too shallow "

The axe bearer, strong of both body and mind, immediately re-composed himself to counter attack the armored mercenary in front of him. As he did so, Siris saw a familiar shape behind his enemy.

Siris: "I'll leave the rest to you!" he shouts with his signature overconfident smile. The wounded axe bearer's attack is quickly parried with Siris's shield, who speedily follows his parry with a kick to the midsection causing his enemy to slightly stumbled back

_{Siris moves 3 tiles to 17-32. He attacks and deals 15 damage to Kassite Brigand 3, he dodges the counter attack}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Siris was shocked watching his leader create and burn the axe throwing man, not enough to kill him. However, that was not a mistake Siris intended to replicate

Siris: "You’re looking at the wrong warrior you dumbass!!"

_{Siris moves 3 tiles to 16-34 equipping his bronze shortsword. He attacks and deals 15 damage killing the Kassite Brigand.}

Putting his knife away, he runs between Ashür and the enemy. The Brigand sees the running warrior but it was too late, as Siris unsheathe his sword he quickly sliced the Brigand’s head clean off.

As his body falls, Siris takes a look around and notices that they’ve been surrounded.

Siris: "Damn, I’ll take you all on!! "

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Although Lyun’s absence perplexed Siris, it was definitely not going to stop him.

Siris: "Zarif! Allow me to follow!"

_{Siris moves 6 tiles to 13-33 equipping his bronze throwing knife}

Nearby he spots a axe warrior surprisingly similar to Lyun, however not nearly as intimidating. Pointing his knife at him he shouts

Siris: "Come fight me nameless warrior, unless you intend to run home to your mother!!"

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Watching his allies quickly eliminate all the enemy forces one by one, Siris realized he had been underestimating them.

Siris: They’re much stronger than I thought. he mutters to himself, quickly realizing and hoping no one heard him.

As the battle begins to de-escalate he sees Zarif charging towards the rival mercenary group member they had previously picked up, who was attempting to fight off the nearby yeeks.

Siris runs after his ally but was surprised to see him shoot an arrow to the nearby yeek rather than killing the distracted mercenary. Not one to ponder things for very long, Siris quickly followed suit and finished off the injured yeek with a quick stab through the skull.

Unknown whether the enemy mercenary was still a threat to them or not, Siris quickly removed the sword from the yeek’s head and turned towards the man with sword and shield ready.

Siris: Are you an enemy.

_{Siris moves 6 tile to 11-8 and attacks the yeek ensi, killing it}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Siris couldn't understand how, but it seemed that the yeeks had managed to more than once perfectly find the weakest parts of his armor to attack. However, the damage was not enough to critically injure the warrior as the yeek soon found out.

After dealing with his current predicament, Siris began to understand what was occuring. As he turned his attention back to his allies he saw his teammates Iddin and Lyun being attacked and badly injured from a surprise attack from a rival mercenary band.

Siris: SHIT! he shouts as he begins running back to his comrades.

After deciding to pay back his allies for their kindness and his own stupidity, Siris had resolved himself to act as a decent member. At least for now. Watching himself instantly fail to protect them elicited a more serious range of emotions than Siris has had for a while.

As he was about to attempt to run to his injured friends, Siris felt his skin begin to harden making it increasingly difficult to move. This wasn't enough to stop the young warrior though who used all his strength to force himself to move causing his skin to turn back to normal, immediately allowing him to break into a sprint.

A random opponent from the rival mercenary gang attempted to block the way to his allies, but with a quick side step and push of his shield Siris managed to run past him without losing time.

The man who had attacked the healer Iddin was already preparing for the berserking warrior's arrival, this however would not stop Siris's charge.

Both men raised their swords and swung them at the same time. Siris's armor managed to stop the cut from being too deep although the damage was still evident; the swordsman in front of him was more damaged but showed no sign of going down.

A split-second after the attack, as the 2 mercenaries were attempting to recover their stance, Siris heard footsteps coming from behind him.

_{Siris moves 5 tile to 11-14 and attacks Scorpion Swordsman dealing 13 damage but receiving 6}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Siris: Ugh!

Having felt a hand dig into his wounds, the young mercenary initially thought he had been blindsided by an enemy. As he was about to turn to see he noticed it was the healer of the group who seemed rather annoyed at the young warrior's actions.

After a short time, the pain quickly began to subside as his body began to reform.

Siris: Damn it Iddin, couldn't you have been less rough! he says as he scratched his head to remove the now crystalized blood from his scalp.

After hitting his now healed body a couple of times to make sure he was now completely healthy again, Siris began to walk forward more confidently. Still, however, not as foolishly as he did before.

Siris: Hmph, I can understand your reasoning though. Regardless, I thank you for the help. Shifting his focus to in front of him, Siris walks into the barely lit area.

_{Siris moves 4 tile to 11-11 and waits}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Keeping his guard up and intently focusing on his surroundings Siris ignores his comrade and continues to cautiously advance.

_{Siris moves 3 tile to 11-15 and waits}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Slowing his pace to a cautious walk Siris continued forward while brushing his hand on the wall, keeping his sword in his hand while doing so.

He turns his head slightly towards Ashür, making sure to keep most of his concentration in front of him.

Siris: I’ll stay near this wall to make sure we don’t unknowingly pass any hidden passageways, hopefully avoiding any possible ambushes from behind or to the side.

Although his bleeding was slowing down it had not completely halted, the injuries however were not debilitating and had the side effect of increasing Siris’s focus to avoid leading himself to an untimely death.

_{Siris moves 3 tile to 11-17 and waits}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Taking a deep breath, Siris calmed himself as he felt the blood from his two shallow stab wounds slowly trickle down his armor. This wasn’t his first time adventuring into danger but normally he was always abandoned, the most logical solution, but Ashür’s words had made him realize this wasn’t like those times.

The young warrior looks around and sees how the rest of the his allies had not only followed him but kept up with him. Focusing his resolve Siris looks Ashür in the eye before speaking.


Siris: I apologize Ashür, you’re correct…

Without much else to say given the situation, Siris thinks back to his young days of constant training and decides he would be would still be best suited to watch the front so long as he didn’t stray too far. He speaks to his comrade with a serious tone

Siris: I’ll guard the front, even injured I’m more suited for it. As you say we shall advance together.

With his shield up, Siris slowly walks forward while waving his sword, trying to use it to get an idea of his surroundings and to deter and frontal assaults.

_{Siris moves 3 tile to 10-19 and attacks in front of him}