Rayolun: Prisoner in Captured Tent -- NOW OUTSIDE THE PEN FENCE! f Post 8 (2/2) (actually 9 but does not count)
Rayolun smirked as the boy went down quickly. Orders ehh? He thought to himself, Guess they just follow orders blindly.. these nobles certainly are following our orders! Must be something in their culture to obey and not be as independent as we are! Pity I don't have time to kill him.. and if I did, he thought to himself, the others probably will not behave as passively as they are now...
He cursed as he heard some idiot behind him scream off "NUAWHAAAAN," and go running off into the camp.
"Well... there will be guards here soon." Rayolun sighed as he limped over to place himself behind a tent.
"Keep running.. there's scouts out there, they'll take you back to safety." He told the prisoners that were running and pointed towards where he had last seen Kelina. "I'll stay here until the big guy comes back, keep the gaurds from coming after you as long as possible!" He stuck his staff out to trip a soldier as he came running around the tent towards the pens. As the man stumbled, Rayolun slammed his staff into the base of the oban's skull, an audible crack sounding a it connected. The soldier fell limply to the ground without a sound. Rayolun gave a happy growl and picked up the trident the other had dropped. It wasn't his trident.. but it was well balanced and had shiny things on it.
"This will be handy... Go." He told Fleade and BarAmal. "Get out of here now. Apparently that noble's important.... our leaders will want to talk with her. Just go and don't look back. We'll follow soon enough." Hopefully.. He looked over and saw the blind one following a radaku. "Just go straight forward blind Sister, the path is open for now! There's scouts nearby that can aid you." Let her know she was going the right way since she looked like she was a little lost. He stood between the tents and attacked the other soldiers that were just now starting to realize that something was wrong, he wondered if all the prisoners would be able to make it out... and how long he had to wait. Not that he minded, fighting was what he did, killing something that he was used to. But he did want to make it back to Lasarra... dying here was not an option. "Come and fight..." He growled with a feral grin as he set himself up to fight. he hoped Kelina would keep up the arrow support.... he was probably going to need it soon!
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 1:54 pm
Iroia Tale Scout: Captured Pens -> wherever Ruelash is: Post 10* Looking for Ruelash
Iroia came into view of the ruckuss at the captured pens. Ahhh beautiful chaos this was..she paused. Feeling an absence of a certain presence who was to be present at all times..One of her eyebrows twitched and she spun. She was sure he had found something more fun...he had a knack for that. She strode off to find him. Not sure how she would scold him, from which angle...or if she even would depending on the subject matter she found him in. Her eyes scanned the area. Where did he go.
Then somewhere up again she saw his blue skin flash. She hurried to catch up and stay hidden from everyone else. She made sure to come at him from where he could see her. "So what did you find?" She asked. Her body hummed with excitement now. "Who did you kill?"
Just waiting on you now~ I has rope! And a potion for Ray to use once they reach him.
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Senja: Prisoner in Captured Tents Post 8 (1/2 )
Ete was pleased with her actions and sped back to Senja, only to find chaos and the beginnings of a battle at the pens! But.. no Senja! Where was she? Had her charge escaped? She saw the broad one who had been there.. he was... heading into the camp. Maybe he knew where Senja was! Ete buzzed to him and chittered angrily at him; where was Senja?
Senja loked at the shifter boy that was tossed in with her. "Oh do interrupt please! Not like I'm going to help these vulgar ones at all! Fletching! They want to me to make arrows to hurt our people! As if I knew how to fletch anyways...." She sighed and put a hand on her stomach, nervously rubbing her tummy while she looked around. She saw a huge shield leaning against the pole of the fence.. along with other piles of weapons stacked in racks or piled along the edges. There were tools about too... I guess this is where they store and make weapons? She thought to herself. That shield.. it looked familiar... She smiled when she remember where she'd seen it. When Chal had been tossed into the pens this had been dragged by other soldiers! It must be his. She got up and walked over to it. "It's so.. huge.... How does he wield this?" She said as she poked it and tried to shift it. It was heavy! Explains his nice broad shoulders... And those impressive muscles! She looked at Lerin and sighed. Nope.. he wasn't going to be able to move this at all! She wasn't sure if there was a way to take it with them anyways... The guard was distracted, looking off towards where the sounds of beasts were coming from looking a little nervous. Wonder what's got him worried?
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SHALVESTA Post 8 xxxxCaptured Tents
After carrying her sword with her for so long, it felt strange to have it tossed away. If only it hadn't been scooped up by an apparently insane savage, who ran out of the pens screaming some strange word (name?), swinging the blade in a way that made her flinch. Turning her attention back to Naevius and her captors, Shalvesta looked at the large, muscled man and nodded, fighting down the dread and fear the man's large bulk instilled in her. This was about Naevius, not her own issues - she just had to focus!
Pink eyes flew towards Ichil when her friend let out a cry, her arms wrestled behind her back as she was tugged off by the savages. Who knew what would happen? Shalvesta wanted so badly to follow, even if it meant being captured she didn't want to leave Ichil alone, especially when Saraf was out injured, possibly fatally despite the ice girl's words, and Sebastien was insisting on going with Naevius.
But she had to defer to the giant's demands, since he now was holding Naevius in one arm, an arm that she was sure could shatter Naevius' spine with a simple squeeze if he wanted to. "Yes - ok." She said lowly, swallowing hard before she turned and led the man, and Sebastien, deeper into the camp. There were guards watching, but seeing Naevius held by the strong savage made them step aside hurriedly, lowering their spears or swords. Soon enough they stepped into the tent, where Senja and Lerin were - along with Chalcedony's shield. The poor guard lifted his sword, letting out a noise of alarm, but Shalvesta quickly held up her hands. "Please, the Lady Naevius is at risk - please don't raise the alarm!" He looked between them all, hesitantly, but finally dropped his spear and stepped back hurriedly, as if afraid the man would smash him for not moving aside fast enough.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 10:26 pm
It was only a matter of time before the rest of the camp learned of the escape. The presence of a leaf boy swinging a sword and screaming through the camp definitely helped matters. Soon, word got to the captain, who came running out of his tent, red in the face, screaming obsenities. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, SITTING AROUND, STOP THEM! KILL THEM!"
"But... but sir, they have the Lady Naevius - and Lady Ichil. Possibly the Lady Shalvesta as well." A soldier reported hastily, voice raised to alert those who heard the captain that his orders weren't resolute.
"Well they nobles shouldn't have been loitering around if they didn't want to risk themselves, I said CAPTURE THEM and put them back!!"
Before his orders could be carried out, with a group of soldiers running after the fleeing troops, another stir from the beast pens erupted. The captain rolled his eyes, grinding his teeth and whirling to the soldier who had reported to him, who was now staring beyond the tents, pale faced. "Again with those beasts - does ANYONE in this damn camp follow instructions! What now?!"
"A... An Arwa is..." The soldier stammered.
The death of their handler had mixed reactions among the two Arwa, or war beasts, who had been rustling about their large pens. One Arwa merely brayed in confusion, stomping from foot to foot and stirring up the grass beneath it. The other, however, slammed its tail against the fence of its enclosure, and thus was free. The Arwa moved incredibly slowly, taking shuffling, heavy steps with every motion, but in its panic the one Arwa slammed itself bodily against the tents beside it, eliciting shocked screams from inside, a group of Oban soldiers running from the tent in horror.
There was more than one beast master, and the assistant soon got one Arwa under control, but the other proceeded to stomp about the sleeping tents of the soldiers, destroying supplies and sending the soldiers running, where some had been trying to catch some rest.
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Chalcedony - fortress Location: In the Quartermaster's Tent (I think) with Senja, Lerin, and Shalvesta Post: 9
Chalcedony glanced over toward the others, giving them a last look before he left with the Oban woman that was going to lead him to where he wanted to go. At this point he could only hope that the Zenan woman would be able to lead them to safety while he found those that had been taken away earlier. At least he really hoped that was what she meant to do, not as though she had to keep her word, not once they were out of sight of the others at least and especially given the dangerous extremes to get what it was that they wanted from the Obans. The walk from the cage to where the others were supposedly being kept was a tense one, as well as a quiet one, not as though conversation were really possible at this point. Taking in what he could as they walked along, so that he'd know the way back, they had soon arrived at their destination within the tent. He glanced from side to side before stepping inside, glad to be away from prying eyes even if only for a little while.
He looked around a moment and much to his relief spotted the ones that he was looking for, something that caused him to give a little sigh of relief, "Good, it seems that the two of you are here." He murmured, taking a half step forward before he found himself face to face with a guard that was brandishing a weapon at him. He took a half step forward, ready to engage the single man if he had to but the Oban woman silenced the solider, telling him not to raise an alarm. Much to his surprise the man not only dropped his weapon but also retreated away from him. That woman that they took really was well liked, wasn't she? A better hostage they couldn't have found if they tried, at least that was what he thought until he heard yelling from somewhere outside. Their escape must have been noticed... that or the Leaf Tribe boy with all of his yelling had been spotted and perhaps captured again. Seemed their short run of good luck was at an end he thought to himself before he started toward where Senja was located... and it was then that he spotted his shield.
"Ahh, well now... just when I'd thought that my luck had run out." He said, going to easily sweep up his shield as if it weighed nothing before he turned to look at the pair that stood there. It felt nice to have it back, having felt a bit to vulnerable without it. Giving a nod he then said to the pair of his fellow prisoners, "Come on, we're leaving."
Rishima - Amazon/Tale Scout Location: Outskirts of the Oban camp with Jerarda and Gerraden, Sitting on Nkole Post: 7
Rishima gave a little nod, "He might be of importance to his people but even if he is just a soldier he will still at least know about the lay out of the camp.Not to mention knowledge about what sorts of things they will be using against us this time around other then their beasts which we have already seen." He said, feeling that in the battle to come that it would be rather useful to know anything that the soldier might know be it strategies, what sorts of weapons they might be wielding, or any other things that only the Obans might have. Any advantage would be helpful in the battles to come he thought to himself, about to continue forward when a branch gave a rather loud creaking sound.
Jerking his head around, his antennae giving a twitch, he found himself starring at Gerraden who had pick the very worst branch to step on. He blinked a couple times then looked forward once more, "Be wary of where you step, Gerraden." He told him, not wanting to be hard on him but he knew they couldn't screw up or be too loud of the camp could very well be onto them. Moving forward once more he started to close the distance between himself and his prey when suddenly there was a huge commotion from the camp, the sound of the Oban beasts making a lot of noise. He glanced that way for a moment, watching as one of the creatures went stomping off through the camp seemingly out of control?
"Praise Aisha." He murmured, feeling as though the mother tree was blessing them in this moment as it gave them the perfect opening. With so much going on in their camp why would they care about what was going on outside of it? Rishima gave Jerarda and Gerraden a glance, nodded, the was suddenly rushing forward while keeping close to the ground. The moment he was close enough he pounced, throwing himself into the Oban. The two of them rolled a short distance with Rishima coming out on top of him. Sitting straddlewise on the smaller male he choked up on his spear so that he could put it to the man's throat with one hand, the other one moving to cover his mouth, "Alright, little Oban. You have a choice to make now. Either you make this easy on all of us and come along or I will be forced to silence you. Please, make the right call here." He'd really rather not have the blood of an unarmed man on his hands so he hoped that his threat was an intimidating enough one to make the choice easy on his captive.
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L E R I NxT O T H A L E Location: Some tent, with people. >.< ((Fluff doesn't know, is sorry!)) Posts: 8
The woman was clearly just as spirited as everyone else who'd been sucked into this adventure. Perhaps it was just the beginning of that 'motherly instinct' starting to kick in. Of all the people within the camp struggling and plotting to get out, this one at least had a real reason for it... And as the commotion waged outside, Lerin found that seeing her... made it seem like it wasn't such an 'okay thing' to be here after all. A lot of these people had families and friends and a life that were being taken from them... Just because he didn't, shouldn't mean he couldn't be sympathetic to their plight.
So while the appearance of a very brawny man carting a much smaller Oban woman should've been a bad thing, Lerin couldn't be bothered to see it as such. Yes, the other prisoners' brazen actions meant that anyone who was left behind would probably not be treated with so much leniency, but for now, that wasn't his burden to bear. He certainly wasn't going to be one of those that didn't make it out. Not at this rate, anyway.
He slipped closer to the Shifter woman, next to where she stood at the ready. Though in her obvious state of pregnancy, Lerin would feel better if she didn't try to do much outside of walking. he extended a hand to her. "Do you... need any help?" He asked softly, gray gaze full of concern.
Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 10:04 am
N A E V I U S
Nae had to do all she could to keep her mouth from gaping open as Seb said he'd come willingly and her anger stirred as one started handeling Ichil roughly. "Treat her nicely or I won't tell you anything!" She warned, her voice harsher than normal. She had told them to leave her friends out of it but she supposed there would be no reasoning.
No matter what she did, she couldn't keep her mouth from gaping open at the captain's orders. Her eyes grew wide, this was way worse than she thought they were. At least her suspicions were correct about the captain. Her head turned, ignoring the slight cut it gave her from the woman's make shift blade. "Listen to me. If you want this to be in vain then take your time. If you want to live, all of us to live, get us out of here." She was beginning to get scared now and it was actually starting to show. It worried her when Shal was taken by the big one and she hoped he was as different from the others as he seemed.
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E T H E L F L E A D E
Everyone was right. Now was the time to move. When the one she had woken took the other into custody and she heard fighting among other things. Her eyes grew wide and she was sure the one she was holding could feel her heart racing. "Be careful. We have to move. NOW. You." Fleade said pointedly at Sebastien, "Lead the way out of the camp, if you lead us further we're all dead, starting with her." She was trying to be more fearsome than she felt as they started moving at a rather quicker pace than she would have thought. At least they were heading North, that was the way she thought they had to go. Her captive's warning worried her even more and she stepped the pace up quicker.
location: Captured Tents → Outskirts? | Post count: 10
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Sebastien's brows furrowed. He would come to see that Lady Naevius was well-taken-care-of, but to lead the rebels out of the camp seemed a task made entirely of treachery. He turned to the blue woman and to Naevius, and to the blade pressed against her throat. It would have to be done if they wanted to keep Naevius safe. His chest heaved and he began jogging out toward the best escape he could imagine. The yells of an Arwa echoed through the air. Someone had sabotaged the beast tents, and damn them! Undoubtedly it was causing some damage, visible as they passed beyond the soldiers' tents. Again he thought of the broad gesture of Oban ego, how sure the Captain had been and the entire camp had become, and here they were being overtaken by a gang of rebels. Did men ever learn? His chest felt tight as he led the rebels, the captors of three young noblewomen, toward the outskirts of the camp and their way out. Would the guards try and stop them? Would battle erupt just inside the camp? Naevius seemed to think so, and the blue woman seemed to heed her warning. There was some truth to it, for certain.
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Ichil tried in vain to rip herself out of the dark-skinned man's hands. How ridiculous! Did he really expect them to act calmly while being taken prisoner? Someone had gone off shouting, though. Soon the guards would be arriving and arrows and spears would fill the air. The cute Oban seemed to think that running was in fact their best option, so she walked quickly with her captor, only not because he had said so! These men had her friends, her only friends, and she would not put them at further risk by fighting, and she was not letting anyone put any filthy cloth in her mouth!
Nyiim - post 7 (vers point!) Tale Scout
Nyiim flanked the group, firing arrows at the Oban soldiers who began to flood the area. Kelina was staying behind the help the battling Shifter, and so it was up to him to guard the group with volleys. His shots had to be precise or he was wasting his arrows, and so he watched passively as one struck a tall man in the chest and caused pause. One soldier came close, too close, and he fired at point blank range, not caring enough to see if the blood boiled beyond hi lips as he collapsed to the ground. They may just make it out! Ah, the power of the victimized!
BarAmal: Location-> attempting escape with hostages on the camp outskirts
“Treat her nicely like the girl who was hauled off by the guard who clearly was worth less than scum? Or like the guards who beat me to a pulp when I tried to get her back from any fate that could well be rape, torture or death? It’s been long enough it’s likely the latter by now… Trust me when I say caring enough to give her the dignity to walk and not simply carrying over my shoulder like a sack is nice.” BarAmal looked at the oban clearly tired and worn. Really now it wasn’t like he was hitting anyone or in truth handling them roughly he was simply too tired and in too much pain to treat them like fragile little cups and if the nobles couldn’t handle that then it was a miracle they had gotten this far and it was no wonder arrows would soon fill the air and likely all of their corpses. He nodded to the ice woman. He would listen to her. The sooner they were out of the camp the better. Tapping his captive on the shoulder he got her attention. Her little indignant huff was of no concern to him. “Make sure you watch your footing. I don’t feel like dragging you.”
Ruelash had slunk back into the shadows by now, looking on as chaos unfolded from his well-planted seed. He shifted slightly to give Iroia space.
”I found fun... Killed their handler, and look at it.” he whispered, a note of pride in his voice, ”Just look at it.”
Sure the beast hadn't killed anybody yet – the only dead body on the ground had his knife in it – but it was glorious to watch as it stomped about the sleeping tents, causing havoc and producing lots of shouting and crunching sounds. Even if it didn't end up killing anybody, he could watch it all day.
”So.” he said, gesturing to Iroia, ”You're turn.” it was as close to an apology for ditching her as she was going to get, but at least he knew that he shouldn't have left her behind the way he did. ”What do ya want to do?”
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Dyakida – Alkidike Artisan (Prisoner) Oban Camp: Escaping??!! With Achlys
Eventually, she came to the fence: she knew it was the fence because she was able to rest her free hand on it and feel the solid wood that had once been a living Jahuaran tree.
”I can't get through this.” she said quietly to the Radaku, hope fluttering in her breast as she realized that she was still penned in. At least she had a protector – Radaku were fierce.
But then, how had the radaku gotten in? Had it slipped in behind the guards?
Unlikely Radaku were fiarly large.
Had it squeezed through a smaller space – how small a space could a radaku fit through, anyway? ”Achlys... how do I get out? How did you get in?” Then she realized that Achlys was moving, rhythmically, under her hand. She heard an odd scraping sound and crouched, feeling for where the radaku's paws would be. Achlys stopped making the scraping sound as her delicate fingers found an anomaly in the ground.
A depression
She felt it, and it ran under the fence. ”You went under.” she said, realizing.
There was hope after all.
Achlys began his digging again, and Dyakida began to help with her hands as well: she wanted to get out of this place.
Rayolun: Prisoner in Captured Tent -- NOW OUTSIDE THE PEN FENCE! f 
Senja: Prisoner in Captured Tents 
