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((South Gate))

Captain Adam narrowed his eyes. "Well sh*t." He had attacked the skeleton first. The damn thing was coming up behind him and the rest of the troops. Even if it wasn't a threat, they didn't have time to just wait and see. It was a freaking battlefield. "Yes, I guess I did. But even after I left it, it attacked me." And it had. That was why Adam had a cut on his face. It would have been worse if he hadn't dodged the hit.

((By the way, I am trying to get Shane, Aidan, Haucon, Lyris group to the East Gate))

((Arik... ROFL!! How about Dead ********.... No, wit. OK, Stewart or Charles?))



Isabelle The Barbers Daughter
It's him!!!





Isabelle turned to the Investigator and immediately recognizing who he was, though she couldn't take him down with others around, that just wasn't her style...
"Oh thank the heavens someone arrived, I got lost in this smoke and couldn't find my way back... " She wept out with a distressed aura. Running over to the investigator Isabelle stopped in front of him with the beginnings of tears in the corner of her eyes.
"Please, can we hurry from here? It's starting to give me the creeps... There was skeletons a little while ago, Do you know what's happening?" Isabelle hung here head as she spoke, she was looking forwards to ripping this man to shreds as slowly as his heart would keep him breathing.

((not posting yet for some odd reason, but I personally like Arich better [has some memories]. Sure, I'll join Burst Legends once I find the time to write up a profile.... or find it, for that matter xD))

Aidan Vale The Apothecary

They arrived at the gate to find it under an unpleasant amount of attention. Aidan furrowed her eyebrows, using quick, light steps to propel herself closer to the front lines. Studying her foe, the apothecary was brought to attention by the call to all present magic users. The young elf raised one hand and as it rose, rocks and clusters of compressed dirt rose with it. She waited patiently for her shot, compressing her would-be bullets in the lack of activity. Her elongated ears twitched slightly at the sound of Lyris' gun dry-firing from behind her. A few short seconds passed, but soon enough the diminutive female was rewarded with a clean shot. Flicking a skeletal finger in the direction of the orc, Aidan sent her magic-powered ammunition soaring at reckless speeds toward her target, just as it turned to confront the sharpshooter. Due to her distance from the attacker, and the angle at which she sent the projectiles flying, Aidan's makeshift shots gained a fair amount of momentum before making successful contact with the orc's fierce eyes and face. Aidan was preparing for another barrage when a word of her native tongue registered in her mind. As she turned to identify the source, she saw the orc's counterattack and followed the boulder until it met the intended target. Her deep-green eyes easily found the source of the crude expression. Gaze finally falling upon Lyris, the elf watched him as he danced away from serious injury. At the ominous crack his leg gave, Aidan flinched and unintentionally took several steps toward him, her instinct as a healer coming into play.

[[Again, I apologize for taking so long to respond. A combination of writer's block and yet another family emergency has had my attention pretty much monopolized. xD ]]

Ian watched as the reinforcements tried to kill the beast, missing by mere inches each time. He could use the distraction though. Leaping up to the pole that he had swung down from only minutes ago, he scrambled back to the top of the tower. Finding some archers still wasting their arrows from the top, he ordered them further down. ”Find another area closer to the enemy. You can do more damage from there.” Once they were out of sight, he did what he normally didn't. Ian took off his hood and goggles. At this height, no one would be able to see him clearly, and it improved his vision, accuracy and reduced the glare. Lifting the heavy bow from his back, he started chanting in his natural demon language, weaving spells for accuracy, damage and speed. A soft red glow settled into the bow and arrow, distinctly noticeable from the ground in the split second before he let it loose at the ork.

Thanks to the distractions provided by Lyris and Aiden, it hadn't seen him prepare his spells. Even though this had played out so favorably, the ork still managed to spot the arrow coming, not that it would help it. It roared in fury, cutting out half way through, a single glowing arrow protruding from it's open mouth, buried deep into it's throat, through it's lungs and into it's heart. Despite the seemingly fatal injury, the ork managed to wobble forwards a few more steps only to have a second glowing arrow appear next to the first. As it gurgled as blood dribbled over the edge of it's lips, dripping on the ground in front of it the entire battlefield grew silent, each side in disbelief over what had happened. A third arrow appeared in a gush of blood out of it's eye, bringing it to it's knees. Kira finally breaking the still ground, stepped forward, sword in hand and stabbed into the monster's chest. With a final gurgle of blood, it tumbled forwards with a deafeningly loud thud for such a large battlefield.

From up on the tower Ian smiled. It had been a long time since he had been able to kill something so dangerous. There wasn't a rush like it for him. Laughing lightly he slipped his goggles back on before lifting his hood back into position to hide his ears. That was something that he didn't need found out yet. Some day this was turning out to be...

((I'll leave the situation on the battlefield for Scythe to decide on. What is the enemy army going to do now? Though if you don't want me to use Kira to kill it, I can change that bit easily.))

((Not today O_o Just a serious injury that should put him out of commission for a day or two xD))


Shane furrowed his brow at Lyris' odd speaking and the fact that the other elf could understand him. He was relieved, however, at her help, and looked at her when she spoke. "Yeah, I can try, but I'm going to need two small wooden planks to make a splint." he replied, keeping a firm hold on Lyris' leg with the cloth. "Dammit Lyris, if I lose you..." he said softly, but shook the thought out of his head. He needed to stay focused, or Lyris would surely die. "Hurry! Have someone get the splintwood!" he said, a little irritated, but that was just his concern for his longtime friend.

Shane kept the pressure on Lyris' leg, but it would do no good unless someone got the wood for a splint. Shane watched worriedly as more blood leaked out than he could hold in, and was relieved when the other man who was with them appeared. Shane's expression changed from relief to frustration as the man left, and back to relief as he returned with wood. "Ahh, thanks, sir." he said gratefully as he set to work making a splint for Lyris' leg. He placed a plank on either side of his leg, and tied it tight enough to stop blood flow with the cloth he was using earlier. "That should hold, but only temporarily. If we're gonna have any permanent effects, we'll need to either wait and see if your powder works," he said to the elf, "or we'll need some healing herbs. Personally, I would go for the herbs. No offense to you or your profession, but I just feel more secure with Lyris' life if he had some... well, physical results." he finished awkwardly. He had said it. He didn't trust magic very much, and he had a slight suspicion that the powder was run with magic. He shook the thoughts out of his head. He needed to focus on keeping Lyris alive, lest he be responsible for his best friend's death. "Hang in there, Lyris." he said quietly.