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Eziya Post 16

Shocked at the state Serr had arrived in, she quickly got to work laying him back on one of the mats she had sprawled out to patch up his wounds. He looked awful, but she couldn't let her fear of his state shake her from fixing him up properly. She'd just have to stay calm and get him bandaged up. She could do that no problem.

"They really did a number on you, didn't they? I promise I'll fix you up though. I did say I'd be here for you," she sighed, cleaning off the dirt and blood covering him. She'd have to cleanse the wounds first before they got infected. "Araie, could you please get me some water for him?" She didn't want to order her friend around when she had no need to help, but she needed her now more than ever. Brushing a wet rag along his neck and face, she tried to keep him cool as she waited for the water. She just hoped everything would be okay.




Dezani Post 16

The Alkidike were fighting hard, and Dezani wasn't sure he could take much longer. Perhaps it was best if he head back to the healer tents and check on the girls. Calling Raiha to him, he tried his best to duck and dodge the spears and other weapons being slung around. He got a nice slice to his back, causing him to stumble for a moment before pushing forward more. He had to make it back to the tent. He had promised Araie. Finally coming upon it he sighed and plopped down roughly onto the ground, allowing Raiha to burrow into his lap.

"What'd I miss?"



Kani Post 16

Kani gasped as she was hit by one of the leaders, stumbling back as blood gushed from the now gaping wound. Oh this was bad. She needed to go, get somewhere safe. She couldn't take another hit, but she wasn't sure she could make it all the way back to the healers either. Some fighter she was. She had failed the gods and failed Gael. Maybe this was her fate.

"S-sorry I messed up, Gael," she muttered weakly, trying to keep her vision from swimming.



Xariy Post 15

Well this was just getting out of hand. Beat up and bloody was not an attractive state for her, and she wanted nothing to do with this fighting really in the first place. Peace talks wouldn't have worked either, but it may have slowed the fighting a bit and given them a better chance. But oh no everyone had to go and attack. Good thing she was getting out of there before it got any worse!

Zumei Post 15

"It looks like a lot of people are falling back. Are you two still okay?" Zumei questioned, stumbling as she was hit by an Alkidike around her age. She didn't want Eije or Zuri to get badly hurt, nor did she want to back down and let anyone invade her home. It was the struggle between trying to stay and potentially being killed, or fleeing and having her home taken over. She could crack skulls and slam into people all day, but if they were outnumbered they wouldn't be able to hold them off much longer.

Issaly Post 8

The young male watched the female closely as he helped move things. Squinting as he made sure she was okay running out there he stared openly at the male warrior...Saraf. It was him...she said his name and that glare could only belong to one person. Reflecting on his childhood the youth found his memories of before meeting the grumpy Oban quote vague. It hurt a little. He knew he had four older brothers out there somewhere he should remember, but all he could recall was words along with feelings. Feelings his siblings inspired in him...it was the easiest method to recall someone. If there was a word for Saraf...it was simple.

Confused.

Issaly sighed at all the fighting then. A small part of him wanted to run and hide like the youngling he was once. Another...Wanted to help those he saw suffering around him. There was a name for this...Healer. He knew what he wanted...to stop anyone else from feeling his terror. Though he lacked the backbone to fight...he could do this.


Isaris Post 8

The taller male followed the pull of the smaller. Seriously?!? Where was he---NO!!!!! Isaris thought fast as he stopped Abysio dive into a small hideaway. He yanked Vallen bodily into it before pinning him to the nearest object. Abysio grunted but relented when he saw Isaris' wide eyes. Isaris turned Vallen's head to look at the graze. It was thin...but deep. He could tell there would be a scar...perhaps delicate. No reflection upon its owner that was for sure. Isaris sighed as he leaned his head on the other's shoulder. He did not like war.

"Come on...there's a few weaklings out here we can take down...just...watch yourself okay?"

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Kaalnia Attacks Ruelash! Needs 15 to hit!
10+15= 25 HIT
3+15=18/2= 9 damage incoming to Ruelash!

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Kaalnia searched through the crowd, shoving past her sisters and ducking the flurry of attacks as she went, seeking a familiar profile and markings amidst a sea of green and black. ”Kiki!” she shouted, ”Kiki! Where are you?!”

Goddess' leaves, don't let her be dead yet she pleaded, her steps growing more urgent with every moment. Kaalnia didn't know what she would do if Kiki died. If she was already dead, then it would be unlikely that she would find her killer, not in a battle. So what would Kaalnia do? Would she take it out on her tribe? On the Mystics? On that old hag Matron? What did one do if their heart was lost?

A familiar shout caught the attention of her desperate, seeking, ears and she shoved forward with more urgency than before. ”Kiki!” she shouted again, finally breaking through the crowd to see... her nightmare. Kiki wasn't dead yet, thank Aisha, but the man she was fighting...

”Get away from them, you monster!” she screamed, chucking her spear at Ruelash, her face contorted in fear and rage, "I won't let you hurt her!"

Ime- post ?
healing tent

"Thank you," Ime said, barely taking her eyes from her patient when a woman finally delivered the necessary bandages. She began to wrap the small wound and heard someone yelling. A man. She stood briefly to be seen above the sea of heads and raised a hand.

"HERE!" she called out. Her current patient would be good to go back into the fight, or at the very least help them out here. He seemed to know the desperation of the situation and as she finished bandaging bent over he got out of the way, one hand over the wound on his arm. Ime thanked him and stood straight again, gesturing to the bed before her. "MATORIAN, OVER HERE!" Well she didn't know his name, nor the girl who he carried, but he didn't want anyone else stealing their bed either. The girl... didn't look good. Not at all.

Heras Box

Gael

Optic Peach

Kani

Elyessi

Amarone

Vukasin- post ?
healing tent

Vuka looked up to the young woman who approached and simply regarded her. There were dozens of people here running around, trying to heal or help or run supplies. She wasn't anyone special, at least not until she spoke, and Vuka felt something rather odd. He was annoyed. He'd been here helping for quite some time, did she doubt him for his age? His eyes narrowed for just a brief moment, and then he ignored the woman and continued to the nearest clean bed, helping heft the warrior up onto it. He immediately began to apply pressure to his gut wound and looked up. She would certainly be of help, he felt bad that he had been annoyed, but this was a stressful situation for everyone.

"Could you retrieve something to clean the wound? Can you... do you know how to suture?" If not they could still keep the man stable until a proper healer could get to him. The warrior didn't look entirely present, but perhaps that was for the better. He didn't see to be going into shock at the very least, which was a terrible thing he was only now learning about.

Elyessi

Amarone, it's nothing personal. xD

HP:: 40.5-3=37.5
Need an 18 to hit:: 1 rolled== Hit myself... how could you Ray?
Damage: (9+15)/2 = 12/4= 3 damage to Himself

Rayolun post 15 :: Attacking the Alk Mob (2/2)
Rayolun stumbled across a fallen body on his way back to Lasarra's side, pulling a muscle in his back as he dodged a spear coming his way; trust a warrior to attack an opponent who's stumbling, he though with dry amusement.

"My guess is that some are only following the pack, not wanting to fight their sisters rather than here to actually conquer anything." He said with a shake of his head. Fools.

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Earthlings and Alkidike on both sides were wearing down rapidly. The sweat of battle and the blood of those fallen mixed on the faces of the ones still standing. It was hard on the Alkidike group, they were stronger but outnumbered, and it seemed to still take its toll. How many earthlings could they cut down before being overwhelmed themselves?

The two Alkidike leaders of the mob waved their people in. It was time for an all or nothing attack. There was no room for weakness here. This is where it would be decided.

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Antiope and Enlil led the tents in their healings. It was looking like more and more earthlings were entering the tents and not leaving. They were either too far gone to save, or too injured for magic alone to keep them fighting.

Antiope wiped sweat from her forehead, rushing to the next patient with her bead and salves. She felt like she was just doing damage control, keeping them alive long enough to see the next day. She ushered some of the others over. "Quickly, these need help!" She waved to the beds that had just been filled. It was going to be hard on those healing. There weren't enough hands to help and too many fighting with the Alkidike beyond the tents.


|| OOC ||

|| Total damage to NPCs get reduced by half (since characters are allowed to post twice this creates a rough median).
|| If NPCs dodge it is to dodge all damage, not just one character's.

Alkidike NPC Hit Roll Accuracy
1-14 || Miss
15 - 17 || Partial Damage
18 - 20 || Full Damage

4, 5 || 7, 10 || 19, 13

Alkidike Extremist Leader 1

Aselia Attacks Briella
2+6 = 8miss
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Neibets disappearance was both unnerving to the Mystic and an ill omen. If Neibet wasn't able to stay close by without being removed from her sight then maybe these crystal crawlers really were winning against their small army. It would make sense, even a youngling could be overwhelmed by tiny stinging insects if there were enough of them. That was how this situation was understood. Hissing irritably Aselia turned to give the matron an odd look before raising her bow in defense of the leaders near her. More were attacking and she didn't care where her arrow was going as long as it forced some of the pests back from causing more damage.