Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Right," Fendros stopped preemptively rummaging open the pouch that held his potion and stood up with Ahnasha. The two of them proceeded towards the vague direction of the wall behind those still advancing, Fendros keeping his bow and an arrow ready for any surprises. They reached the wall and had to run parallel with it through the fog until they spotted their pack, but the ladders were already beginning to be raised. They found Meesei nearby to Sabine and Lorag, just next to Janius and Kaleeth as they were heaving their ladder up. It appeared as though Kaleeth was doing most of the work.

"We're ready!" Fendros announced to Meesei as they approached. "Ready for your orders, alpha."

"Was that you coming out of the gate, Ahnasha!?" Janius asked in loud disbelief. "What did you do?"

Gallus only heard the crack of the ice spike being cast beforr he reflexively started to raise his shield. Thankfully, wherever it might have landed otherwise, Irenya warded the spell. Gallus did not pause to thank her and instead focussed on the officer that cast the spell. Time was taken to fight towards her, thanks to the wall acting as a bottleneck.

A few outmatched defenders later and Gallus was in a position to strike out. He shouted, "Take the others! I've got this one!" With Irenya and Peiter covering him from other threats, Gallus looked to the Altmer officer and opened by flipping his hand over on his spear and throwing it at her with full force. If it didn't kill her, the disruption would allow him to close the distance and attack with knife and shield before any more spells could threaten from a distance.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

I've been unintentionally keeping a one post a week pace, but I'm caught in a collab, so yeah.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Upon approaching Ahnasha, Fendros was somewhat relieved but didn't stop to express it. He immediately shouldered his bow and gently pushed at the back of Ahnasha's head to get her to lower down more. "Hold still," he said immediately after she finished speaking. It would do no good to be slow about removing the arrow, so Fendros was somewhat forceful in trying to pull the wound apart and tug at it. Knowing their enemies, it was likely a barbed and wicked arrow shape. He needed to be careful to remove the shaft without leaving the arrowhead within. Their fellow soldiers parted around them to rush for the gate, but Fendros did not break his concentration.

It was a few painful moments for Ahnasha before Fendros spoke again. "Got it..." Fendros pursed his lips and pulled strongly on the arrow, removing it in one tug. He held it in front of his face for a moment before tossing it aside and leaning down to see Ahnasha's now wolfish face. Fendros looked to Ahnasha with wide eyes and almost laughed, "I think you win this one, Ahna. I couldn't top that. Don't you dare do it again." Fendros paused as he remembered to catch his breath. "Do you need a potion?"

Gallus was at the head of his pack. He had seen the layout of the fortress and he knew exactly where to go, even through the mist. As soon as he passed under the gate -- something he did as swiftly as he could due to the potential boiling liquid from above -- he dodged to the left. He skirted along the wall a short few paces with Peiter right behind him until they got to a jutting section of it. Around this was the enemy lines, but they were shocked beyond cohesion by the Senche-raht impacts. Gallus didn't waste time to allow them to form up again. He lead his pack around the stonework until it revealed itself to be a staircase. It was roughly two three people wide, so Gallus and Uthri stood side by side as they ran up the stairs, three at a time. The archer at the top of the staircase was desperately distracted trying to shoot the Senche-rahts below and didn't notice Gallus until a shield bashed into his side and sent him falling off the wall itself. "Cut to the gatehouse! Irenya, get those ones further up the wall!" Gallus shouted.

Uthri clashed with the defenders at the crenellations while Gallus shouted, leading the charge with a warcry that turned all their heads. The rest of the group other than the pack piled up as fast as they could. "Uthri! Work the walls the other way!" Gallus directed enough men to support Uthri while the rest were behind his pack during the advance to the gatehouse itself.

Against Ri'vashi, Gallus was of course outmatched by strength and skill. But against the defenders on the walls, armed at first only with bows and whatever weapons they had time to drawn, he could combine his speed advantage with what the defenders lacked. Though not the most powerful, he was still a pack alpha. The first after the one that fell down the wall was struck by his spear in the neck after a feint, while the next had the faculties to defend himself for a time until Gallus overwhelmed him. Blood was scattered against the stones below as they advanced. The allies with them were taking turns fighting up the wall alongside Gallus and it was getting close to Peiter's turn.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

So, I had to do a few things after work and I'm really tired now. Tomorrow's also going to be quite busy, so the next post is going to be another day at least, sorry.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I've got work now. You know the drill. G'night!

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With the spell discharged, Sabine quaffed down her own magicka potion and joined Meesei's side. The pair of them soon joined with Janius and Kaleeth while they loped along with a ladder between them and a few other soldiers. Kaleeth's strength would ensure that their ladder would be brought up quickly and held fast while they climbed.

Fendros flinched as their group took return fire. He turned to see about the sounds of pain from the wounded and immediately pointed out two of their number. "You two! Take the wounded, get them back to the healers! The rest of you, one more volley!"

They set up to shoot once more and then Fendros noticed Ahnasha's escape. At that point, their purpose was all but fulfilled. "Loose! Pull back to the rally point!" The last set of arrows let fly and they immediately began to retreat.

That was when Ahnasha crumpled to the ground. Fendros' first reaction was that of fright. He didn't see what struck her, but as the fog rolled over he knew that this was the only chance he would have to find her. He suppressed the urge to call out to her and began sprinting through the fog to her position. The other archers would find each other easily once the wounded were dealt with. He hoped he would be able to find her and help her with a healing potion.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

In the instant that the gate began to open, Fendros knelt up and drew back an arrow. "Now!" he commanded as he aimed for the Altmer officer and loosed. A wave of more dark slits shot through the night sky from behind him in alignment with the sound of his own bowstring. The officer that was his target was distracted by the opening gate just enough to shift out of the way of his arrow, but their shots were merely meant to draw attention away from the gatehouse. Fendros did not stop to curse his miss before firing again with the archers around him.

They would be able to get perhaps two more volleys off before they would need to withdraw. Fendros kept the corner of his eye open for anyone running out through the gate. Get out of there, Ahna!

The mist rolled on past from behind Gallus with a haunting abruptness, despite the gentle wind carrying it. It blocked all vision beyond perhaps fifteen metres, with anything around ten metres away being no more than vague silhouettes. Still, they knew the direction to go. The horn sounded and the sound of a moving army began. Gallus stood up with his pack and began to march quickly behind Ri'vashi's lead.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros gave Ahnasha a determined nod. "You'll have it," he said, letting her arm go.

It wasn't until Fendros saw Ahnasha disappear with her magic that he showed his full worry. He held his bow so tightly that his knuckles turned pink under his grey skin. With a pinched brow and clenched teeth, he stared up at the fortress. Every second was agonising. Don't you dare get caught, Ahna.

Gallus was saddened behind his visor. He, too, wished he could do something for Miranor and her team, but they knew the risks. They would have to fight this the hard way. He slowly raised his fist to signal Ri'vashi's orders to the men behind him. They were to stay put.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros' eyes widened upon seeing Miranor and her team member. If they were transformed back, that could mean they used the gas on them. At this point the plan was to either withdraw or make the assault with just the ladders. But had they been expected?

As for Ahnasha's suggestion, Fendros' immediate reaction was to shake his head. "We're meant to wait for-" he cut himself off. Seeing the situation made him try to think of alternatives but there didn't appear to be any. Still, the danger Ahnasha would be in would be immense. He couldn't come along with her; he couldn't turn invisible.

Fendros looked directly at Ahnasha and grabbed her forearm. "You'll be alone up there," he said with discomfort, "you need to get that gate open. Be careful."

Back behind the treeline, Gallus sighed quietly, hiding all other signs of his sudden feelings of dread. The weak point of their plan had been broken. While he was worried for Miranor's life, he was interested in what Ri'vashi had to say about it.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Laying with his front on the grass, Fendros had his eyes fixed on the gatehouse. He turned his head slightly to Ahnasha but did not turn his eyes to her. If the timing was as it should have been the gate should have been opening by then, but it wasn't. Not yet. "Wait for it," Fendros whispered back. He would give it another few seconds. If there was no sign of the gate opening, he would try sniping the men on the walls to distract them from whatever troubles the werevultures might be having.

Back with the ritual, Sabine had poured her magical energies into the soul gems in front of her just as well as she could. The power glowing from Meesei was beyond anything she had witnessed being channelled before. Sabine thought that it must be taking immense levels of control to make anything stable from it. Though, she still had faith that it would work. Meesei was the only person she knew would would even possibly be able to do it. Apart from maybe those people from Molag Bal's cult, but Sabine put those memories out of her mind as quickly as they came.