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Bhima is attacking Extremist Leader 1!
Needs 19 to hit 13+15=28>19 hit!
10+15=25/2= 12.5 dmg to ELeader 1

With the woman she had been fighting staggering from her wounds, Bhima turned her attention to the other leader, sprinting through the mob and shouldering enemy sisters aside to reach the other. She leaped out of the general masses and delivered a hard strike and a deep slash.

She felt like she might vomit.
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Eziya Post 17

"Oh Serr, I'm just glad you're okay. I'd hate to see Fiia's reaction if you weren't. She would probably have my hide for not taking better care of you," she chuckled, trying to keep things light as she healed up his wounds. Her healing magic probably wasn't the strongest around, but she was doing well enough. His wounds already seemed less intense in her opinion, and he was speaking a bit more clearly than when he had first came in. It was all a good sign to her.

"Didn't strike first huh? From what I heard there was a group of Earthlings that ambushed the Alkidike and started this mess. Wasn't you?" she teased, placing a light kiss on his forehead.

alek post fifteen
healing tents

"Not stupid exactly," Alek said quietly. He was getting this all wrong. "I'm... I'm glad you don't think so though. And I will always keep you in the loop." Until the day he didn't again. He wondered why he felt compelled to lie, but hearing her laugh swiftly made things click. He did it to keep her happy, to make her smile even in the middle of a war. It was noble enough in his head, but not at all fair in practice.

"I'll make myself the best healer," he said, chuckling when the declaration came out at a near deadpan. "But seriously, I'll keep you healthy even if I can't keep you safe." He pat her shoulder, noting that the number of people coming in had picked up, but most of them weren't seriously injured. Maybe this mess would be over before it truly started.

current hp 2.25/20 ( 8.5-6.25 from mob. )

Kadriye post 12

Kadriye uses force on Force on Briella
roll = 14 + 5 a magic bonus = 19
+2 to briella's attack bonus for the next 2 turns.


"Bri put me down, If I quit the field I have failed our sisters." Kadriye would not abandon those who fought for what was right. She still needed more lessons to become as great a warrior as any mystic could find time away from their other duties to be but it was shameful to be dragged off to the healers while her brave and ferocious sisters still fought. Who would follow a mystic who did not defend her convictions and tribe to her last breath?

Before she could say more an arrow embedded itself in her left leg and Kadriye let out squeal of pain. Unlike the blade from before this injury she felt plenty and it made her go limp in Briella's arms as her vision swam again.

Kadriye saw enough though, saw Aselia take aim at Briella but thankfully no arrow or magic ever made it's way to her loved one. More than any injury that action stabbed at Kadriye and the mystic felt her eyes welling up with tears of a different kind of pain.

She loved her little sister still but this could not be allowed. "You shame us" she snarled and found the strength to sit up and jam her spear into the ground." Kadriye had always had an affinity for Earth magic and had once upon a time she had entertained young ones including Ilyra with the sand castles she could make and the way she could shape and sculpt the ground they walked on with her magic.

Now was no time for play though and the mystic send a tremor through the ground aimed right at Aselia. If Kadriye was successful the ground should crack open at the other mystic's felt and send her sprawling, or at least knock her off balance. Angry as she was Kadriye could not bring herself to cause actual harm to Aselia whom she stilled prayed could be saved from her folly.

Releasing her grip on her weapon Kadriye sunk back into Briella's arms and tried to focus to remember the mantras she had heard warriors speak when they needed to get through tough training or fights. Just a little longer, if she could hold on a little more surely victory was close at hand. Subtly as she could though Kadriye tried to pass her strength to Briella. If they were to get out of this Bri would have to do the heavy lifting.

Retreating!

Talisia 9

Hurting Talisia decided it was best that she got Callum out of there. The fight seemed to be raging about them with others falling as well from both sides. Looks like it'll be over soon. She just hoped that it would be in their favor once the fighting calmed. All this fighting for what though?

Truly it always would bother her about why others had to be so violent for no real cause at all. How could they expect to grow in their relations with the others if they were always fighting? Maybe one day the world would know peace and harmony, but Talisia doubted it. Fighting might be fun for the others, but she truly would love some rest.

For now though the hybrid was dedicated to getting both herself and Callum out of the fray. Sliding both hands under her friend's body the girl began to retreat towards the healing tents. She was just thankful that neither of them had been too surrounded by the mob as the members near them were falling fast to earthling attacks.

Chalcedony Post 13

Chal's HP: 27/52

Chal Attacks Alk Mob

Chal needs a 18 to hit.

Rolled: 2 ( +10 ) = 12, misses

Dmg: ?? ( +10 )/2 = ??

After his first successful swing against the leader Alkidike Chalcedony was forced back a short ways by the sisters that were trying to get at him. To protect himself he'd have to keep his shield up and between him and them, that meant only being able to take a few swings and there, limiting his offensive capabilities. A shame, but at least he was able to protect himself which was what was really important at the moment.

"Phew, alright, got to keep moving." He murmured to himself, taking a great swing with his shield... but hit only air as the women dodged out of the way of the attack. Unlucky, but it allowed himself draw the shield back so that he could once more get into a defensive stance.

Rishima Post 16

Rishi's HP: 42.5/49

Rishi Attacks Alk Mob

Rishi needs a 18 to hit.

Rolled: 7 ( +15 ) = 22, hits

Dmg: 2 ( +15 )/2 = 8.5 dmg to Alk Mob

The battle between the two sides was continuing, but things seemed to be shifting a bit in their favor... but it wasn't something that Rishima could find himself cheering about. It was his sisters that were getting beaten back, injured, and killed after all. There was nothing to celebrate at the end of this... there would still be anger, likely more of it, as well as hurt feelings and injuries in abundance. It was a battle he wanted to see done so that they could, hopefully, try to figure out a way to find peace again. It was just not something that he felt was going to be easy, not when he noticed from the corner of his eye that two of the mystics seemed to be fighting now.

"Oh... Aisha, no..." He murmured to himself, suddenly fearful that something might happen to Aselia and Kadryie, something that would cause Aisha a great deal of pain, not to mention leave them with only Eshe and the Matron left that were able to speak to their Great Mother. He took a step forward, trying to get closer, wanting nothing more then to try to break the pair up... but he couldn't. Instead he was pushed back by a few of his extremists sisters and was forced to deal with them before he was able to get any near the mystics. As such he was forced to continue to battle with them despite his distaste at having to do so.

Saraf Post 14

Saraf's HP: 3.25/28

Saraf Attacks Alk Mob.

Saraf needs a 18 to hit.

Rolled: 9 ( +9 ) = 18, hits

Dmg: 6 ( +9 )/2 = 7.5 dmg to Alk Mob

Drawing in a deep breath, one that he held for a moment, Saraf gave a prayer to Jonal, along with On'os, for good luck in the battle as it continued forward. His swords swung forward, connecting well, making him feel as though the Gods were answering his prayers. The adrenaline that was racing through him was helping quite a bit as well a since it was dulling the pain that he was feeling the various wounds that littered his body. He might very well make it through this yet he thought to himself as he lifted a foot, kicking one of the Alkidike out of his way while he took a swing with the dual swords at another.

He felt as though he were deep in the midst of the battle but at the same time he was feeling... good. He was sure it was a feeling that would go away the moment the fighting was done and the pain caught up with him, but for now he was going to ride the high and keep fighting.