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Sorry guys. I am going to have to drop this. I just got really busy with work and school and can't find the time to collect my thoughts enough to put a post up.
I will be able to get a post up by tomorrow.
@Arthanus How dare you tease me with a good time and than take it away.
Ren was glad that she had resolved some of her issues with the older soldier before the upcoming battle. She would feel very uncomfortable trusting her back to someone that was likely to stab it given the chance. That was when she heard the warning horns and caught the first glimpse of marching orc forces. There seemed to be a lot more than they were previously told and this little expedition didn't look favorable under the best conditions. She placed her hand on hilt of the dagger that the Jan had handed her hidden in the sash around her waist which she had hoped wouldn't be necessary.
"Priest Jan, if I do not make it our of this. Please make sure my body makes it back to the lands of Illium and do not remain on this field." She pleaded before summoning the air around her and lifting herself a foot off the ground giving her better maneuverability for the battle to come.
She was nervous more than anything because her battle magic had not been used in years and she didn't know how much a toll it would take on her body over the course of the battle. She didn't want to burn to much magic early in the battle but wanted to make sure that she pulled her weight as other lives depended on her. She would try and only use around thirty percent for the early parts of the fighting and if it started to look like the fight was going to go south than she would have to resort to her trump card to level the field.
She had been lost in her own worries long enough to not notice the quickly advancing groups of orcs. She drifted past Jan to the front line gathering the wind around her. "Jan, I will take the one with that giant mace. Don't worry, I will be fine, just you guys take care of the other two." Ren told the others with a smile for reassurance as she swung her arm in front of her sending a gust of razor wind slamming into the charging orc knocking him over and leaving a deep gash on his chest.
Thick skin is never good. This might actually be harder than it looks. The mage thought to herself as the orc got back to his feet and swung at the floating woman even though she floated out of his reach. At least that wasn't enough to send the beast into a rage. She continued to stay of his his range as she hoped that swinging at her would just tire himself out from blood loss. It didn't seem to be working very well as the monster just seemed to be whipping itself into a rage.
She swung both her arms in front of her in a crossing motion as she went another wave of wind at her opponent creating multiple lacerations across his body causing him to stumble. She than hurried closer and made another sweeping gesture as she lopped his head off in a single final gust. To her great dismay disgusting orc blood splattered onto her fringes near her feet as she leap back from the initial spray. Later she would have to get her revenge on the rest of that horde for the price of her clothes but for now she had to return to her group who would be dealing with the other orcs.
"Priest Jan, if I do not make it our of this. Please make sure my body makes it back to the lands of Illium and do not remain on this field." She pleaded before summoning the air around her and lifting herself a foot off the ground giving her better maneuverability for the battle to come.
She was nervous more than anything because her battle magic had not been used in years and she didn't know how much a toll it would take on her body over the course of the battle. She didn't want to burn to much magic early in the battle but wanted to make sure that she pulled her weight as other lives depended on her. She would try and only use around thirty percent for the early parts of the fighting and if it started to look like the fight was going to go south than she would have to resort to her trump card to level the field.
She had been lost in her own worries long enough to not notice the quickly advancing groups of orcs. She drifted past Jan to the front line gathering the wind around her. "Jan, I will take the one with that giant mace. Don't worry, I will be fine, just you guys take care of the other two." Ren told the others with a smile for reassurance as she swung her arm in front of her sending a gust of razor wind slamming into the charging orc knocking him over and leaving a deep gash on his chest.
Thick skin is never good. This might actually be harder than it looks. The mage thought to herself as the orc got back to his feet and swung at the floating woman even though she floated out of his reach. At least that wasn't enough to send the beast into a rage. She continued to stay of his his range as she hoped that swinging at her would just tire himself out from blood loss. It didn't seem to be working very well as the monster just seemed to be whipping itself into a rage.
She swung both her arms in front of her in a crossing motion as she went another wave of wind at her opponent creating multiple lacerations across his body causing him to stumble. She than hurried closer and made another sweeping gesture as she lopped his head off in a single final gust. To her great dismay disgusting orc blood splattered onto her fringes near her feet as she leap back from the initial spray. Later she would have to get her revenge on the rest of that horde for the price of her clothes but for now she had to return to her group who would be dealing with the other orcs.
@Illogical Jim No worries. I am working on my post right now.
Sorry I haven't posted yet. Been sick and busy with a new job, not the best combination. I will have something up tomorrow for sure.
I haven't played warhammer in a bit. It is way to expensive at times.
Ren stood at the back of the muster field listening to their commanding officer just destroy the morale of his attending troops. They were surely all going to die if he was the one to lead them into battle. She was already forming her escape plan when the battle would turn south when suddenly a pair punched out young noble to her amusement and started talking about how he was assuming command of their forces. They might actually have a chance at survival if he lead them into battle though it meant her taking part in the battle rather than hanging back and providing basic first aid before retreating.
Of course she had been assigned to one of the central formations meaning that her idea of an easy survival were but a pipe dream at this point. She guessed that now was as good a time as even to join the formation, so she stashed her pack in their base camp and went off to find her group and noticed a sword swinging him the air with an aged man calling beneath it. She arrived just to hear the old man call her clothing strange. That annoyed her as she had chosen a long light green kimono decorated with the designs of flowers just for the special occasion of their slaughter.
"It's not nice priest to refer to the way someone dresses as strange." She told the man as she stepped into their little group. She gave a slight bow before turning to the Jan with an annoyed look on her face. "Magic is a tricky thing. If my concentration slips I may be a risk to my allies."
Ren meant for the comment for be a threat, but didn't want to come off as she was refusing to work with her team. "With that being said, let us survive this battle. I promise to watch all of your backs." She said with a smile as she started to gather her magic energy for the up coming battle.
Of course she had been assigned to one of the central formations meaning that her idea of an easy survival were but a pipe dream at this point. She guessed that now was as good a time as even to join the formation, so she stashed her pack in their base camp and went off to find her group and noticed a sword swinging him the air with an aged man calling beneath it. She arrived just to hear the old man call her clothing strange. That annoyed her as she had chosen a long light green kimono decorated with the designs of flowers just for the special occasion of their slaughter.
"It's not nice priest to refer to the way someone dresses as strange." She told the man as she stepped into their little group. She gave a slight bow before turning to the Jan with an annoyed look on her face. "Magic is a tricky thing. If my concentration slips I may be a risk to my allies."
Ren meant for the comment for be a threat, but didn't want to come off as she was refusing to work with her team. "With that being said, let us survive this battle. I promise to watch all of your backs." She said with a smile as she started to gather her magic energy for the up coming battle.
The battle hardened priest and Mage makes an interesting combination. I think they will rack up a rather high kill count just by themselves.
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