Landeel was a bit solemn during the ride to the nest, it was a reminder of the team he'd lost on the way to the nest just the day before, hopefully this time things went differently. There was no mistaking when they were getting close to the nest, the smell was enough to tell of that. Dismounting and getting to his point in the formation, he went in with the rest of the party. They only made it a short distance before being ambushed, the rear of their formation getting hit first, it disrupted them for a moment before they regained some of their composure. Soon Landeel was fighting alongside Bartuc and Argus, his blade's reach kept most of the kest away from him and it let him take out any that tried to get around the warriors. All he could do was focus on his part and trust the other to take care of theirs. He didn't notice the kest that were after the supports until they had successfully taken the floor out from under them and sent them all down into the tunnels.
When Landeel finally landed in some sort of chamber he sat up, groaning out "ugh, blighters" and looking around to see who else had landed with him. He then got up to his feet and looked about the room at all the corpses. He walked up to the dead kest warrior, prodding it experimentally with his shortsword a few times before putting it away and picking up the notebook lying near it. As he dusted it off he suddenly realized that his greatsword was not on him. He quickly turned around and looked at where they had fallen but he didn't see it there "Damned!" it must have fallen wherever the others were!
Personality: Marco is a cheerful man, it's fairly difficult to get him down and he has quite a bit of patience when dealing with taunts or insults. He's very trusting, almost to a fault. He inherited his father's sense of strategy and may occasionally play loose with orders or use an unorthodox method to achieve his objective, though he is not above outright disobeying an order if he thinks it necessary.
Bio: The third son of Jean-pierre, Marco joined the Order by the time his father was a Captain and even trained alongside Landeel for a time. The revolution had started soon after he'd achieved the rank of Knight-Corporal, instead of joining it however he remained with the covenant. He led his team rather effectively, performing hit-and-run attacks and engaging in light skirmishes most of the time. He was promoted to knight-corporal after playing a pivotal role in the defense of a fortress from Sir Arko's company. He is still known as one of the only three Knights to have held their ground against Sir Arko one-on-one, the others being Landeel and a man named Wledic. It was him that Landeel surrendered to when he defected. After Ghislain retreated into hiding and his rebellion broke he was tasked with hunting down the remaining rebels, he was reassigned in the wake of the Defeat at Starguard and Sar'than's attack.
Weapons:
Marco wears one of these weapons on each arm. When they retract a blade can come out to be used as a claw weapon
Secondary: Two-Handed Axe
Magic: -Illusion: aside from decoys and causing hallucinations among his enemies, He can become temporarily invisible.
Kieran woke when he hit the chair and tumbled off onto his back. He scrambled to his feet wide-eyed for only a moment before he felt the effects of his lack of sleep again, dulled slightly from his brief nap in the arena. He sunk back into the chair and stretched his arms over his head with a yawn. He blinked a few times and realized he was in a sort of bar, stumbling up to ask for a water and upon receiving one promptly splashing it in his face. He shook his head, based on how his body reacted to that sort of thing in the past he had a good while before he felt sleepy again, and by then he will probably have gotta some actual sleep anyway. It was then that he noticed that Sol was going up against that skeleton he saw in that arena. He leaned on the bar counter to watch.
