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Winta || Post Four || Dexurn || Rogue

Finally, Winta noticed his looks at her patches of pink but she decided to not address that just yet. Maybe he had never seen an earthling like her before? That seemed pretty likely. Wasn't she the same way?

His hesitation before sitting down was also noted but he seemed somewhat nervous in general. Winta wouldn't likely realize it was weapons though because, lets face it, they were her life. "You have?" She asked with a big smile. "Well, in that case I'll let you do this." She trailed off before grabbing a thick, long piece of wood that wasn't too heavy and brought it over to him. "Lets see if you can carve this into a shaft for a spear." Winta said happily.

"Have you ever met an earthling before?" Winta finally asked.

Maya needs 18 to hit the mob
6+12 = 18 hit
(19+ 12)/2 = 15.5 dmg

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Attacks seemed to come from all sides and some sisters were too afraid to actually approach Maya based on her age and status. A few however did not feel that Maya was as much of a threat and had actually considered her a traitor for just having chosen Kakkara as her mount.

The sound of a scream off to her left was nearly missed within the commotion as Kakkara moved out of the way. His teeth bearing down hard into the Alkidikes leg.

Chalcedony Post 11

Chal's HP: 33.5/52

Chal Attacks Alk Leader 2

Chal needs a 17 to hit.

Rolled: 17 ( +10 ) = 27, hits

Dmg: 2 ( +10 )/2 = 6 dmg to Alk Leader 2

Chalcedony drew in a deep breath, lifting his shield up, and then gave a battle cry as he whirled around and started forward one more, crashing through more of the Alkidike, doing his best to break through their ranks so that he could go for one of their leaders. As he did so he turned slightly to one side, glancing toward Rishima, realizing that the two of them fighting it out with the same leader. He gave a little shake of his head, as though to say that he feeling the same stress clearly written on Rishima's face before he took a swing at the woman in hopes of knocking her back.

That he was fighting alongside the hybrid that he had chatted with a few times in the past was interesting, something that he almost didn't expect to happen, especially not when he was battling against the Alkidike themselves. Strange how things worked out sometimes he thought to himself before lifting his shield, preparing to defend while Rishima went in for his own attack.

Aysun Post 11

Aysun's HP: 22.5/29

Aysun Attacks Alk Mob.

Aysun needs a 18 to hit.

Rolled: 15 ( +9 ) = 24, hits

Dmg: 4 ( +9 )/2 = 6.5 dmg to Alk Mob

Aysun shifted himself, taking his weapon in both hands, and set to directing Maw with his legs, "Try to keep moving, Maw! We need to keep ahead of them!" He called out to the janarim that he was riding on, taking a couple more swings at the Alkidike women that were closest to them, not wanting them to touch his brother. If he had to take the hits himself he would if that meant keeping Chandra safe since the safety of his brother was paramount to him, "It will be alright, Chandra! We will make it out of this no matter what!" He didn't want to leave the battle behind but if it meant protecting Chandra he could jump down off Maw and call for him to retreat taking Chandra away with him while Aysun continued to fight.

Taking a few more swings here and there he once more nudge Maw, getting him to shuffle to one side, toward where he had last seen his mother at. He wanted to check her, to see how she was doing, that she was alright, as he worried a bit for her even though he knew she was the toughest person alive. It might very well be the kid in him that made him worry for his mother, but the fear was there. As he searched for her he looked around for his other family members as well, knowing that along with his mother that his father and uncles were on the battlefield as well, giving him more people to worry about. Not to mention friends he knew were out there... it was just far too much stress on his heart, not that he'd admit to it.

Dexurn Post 5

The more cheerful the strange woman became, the more Dex felt like he could relax. Finally, a little smile of his own peeked out. She was quite comforting. Taking the piece of wood, he turned and rotated it to get a look along the whole thing. Turn it into a spear. ..She wanted him to make weapons? There was a tiny falter, but he nodded firmly. If this was how he could help the nice lady, then he would!

The question posed made him look up from the wood. "I.. some. Not so close, or with gems like yours." He ducked his head to look at the to-be spear. He must have been staring. "I'm sorry."

Shukri post 7
The fates would have it that the moment Shukri spotted Teiluj the girl would be injured and there he'd be unable to actually do anything about it. At least he'd found her though and the injury didn't look fatal or crippling. Even better there was a female earthling to help who seemed to know what she was doing.

" Your mother asked me to find you," he explained staying close but also out of the way of the one tending to the injured hybrid. "I'm not much of a fighter as you know but if they break past the barriers I'll do what I can to protect you." With good aim, enough force and the right kind of ammunition the load from a slingshot could be deadly even to an Alkidike.

"We're going to win though" he reassured the girl. "No offense to the Alkidike but they're not exactly equipped to take on most of Tendaji's fighting forces and a chunk of their own tribe." It wasn't possible, Bergchi willing a few hours fighting in Sauti would drain most of the strength out of the would be conquerors and then the various tribal leaders could work things out. He almost pitied anyone who had to explain to Freya why she should be merciful to them.

Nuawahn frowned at Chimelu. He didn't know? Well of course he didn't know, not if he hadn't met a water person before. If he hadn't met any, he couldn't have met these two. ”It's fine!” he reassured Chimelu, giving the nice wind boy a sweet, if shaky, smile, ”Maybe you'll meet them...”

Everything was not okay in Nuawahn's world. The screams of battle, and the chaos of it all, were starting to wear on him. Seconds at a time, he was almost there at that first battle among those massive beasts. Other times, he thought for sure he was back in the Oban camp. But then he would come back to the battle and he would know he was in a new hell now.

He was glad that Tahira was there. He was glad that Tahira was fine. At least, until she said a name that he hadn't thought about in a long time. His face fell, and he looked behind him, half expecting to see the half-remembered shape of the capramel behind him. But... ”Amma...” the name felt rough and unfamiliar as he spoke it, ”Amma's gone.”

He saw a badly injured person staggering around and he threw a healing light ball at her, only registering that she was an Oban after it hit. He shrunk back towards Tahira, and that was when it hit him -

He stared numbly at his arm, at the arrow sprouting from it, at the wound leaking blood. Pain broke thorugh his shock and he screamed, pulling out the arrow ina panic and throwing it away from him. He gave Tahira and Chimelu a wide-eyed, innocent, terrified look. "Why are they being mean?" he asked them pleadingly, "Why are the Alkidikes mean?" and with that, he began to cry, holding the wound with his other hand...