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- Kierkess Renvald -

Kierkess stopped to think for a moment. "...Well, these were just brigands. Heads break like melons, no armor to speak of...but, ah, bones, you know..."

Despite being a bit awkward with his words, Kierkess was taking the girl's relaxed recovery in stride. After all, in his mind, his mad antics a minute prior weren't anything strange because they were, of course, his own. "But you know, I haven't even seen a smith for this axe. Pretty good for a polearm I pilfered from some very rude dungeon masters, I should say!"

When Leena mentioned the Knight's Crest, though, the red knight became silent and adopted a thoughtful pose, indicated by his rubbing his chin with one hand whilst carelessly dangling his weapon with the other. He wondered briefly about how best to articulate how poor a name "Sparkles Jewelery" was considering its wares were arcane instruments of death. But then he thought of the Knight Crest and figured he should only make sarcastic quips after he'd procured a discount rate...after all, no Rausten knight ladder to climb anymore. To be honest, he'd never expected to had much success with that anyway given his, uh, notable service record.

Sadly, the prospective Paladin had no time to broker a deal as a disruption in the form of a great winged pigeon flew overhead. He cast his gaze upward and saw the glint of crimson droplets as they rained down to the ground. Either the considerably masculine rider had miraculously found paper to cut herself against up there or a fight was brewing. "Aha! I knew it'd pay off to sleep in my armor..." Looking quite pleased, Kierkess was about to dart off in the direction the pegasus was so effeminately fleeing from when he spared a thought for Julia's injury. "...Heehee, another point for heavy armor," he said with a grin, happily clanking off to where he'd moored Bedivere. And, of course, rudely leaving Leena behind.

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_____"...Because there is nothing to say."

"...." He knew that was all she was able to tell him. It was fine; from what she said, Rath knew Songhua was safe for the time being. "It's alright." he said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You made it."

Looking up, he could see the risen coming into view. "...They are upon us." He quickly turned to Wil. "Help her over to Leena's wagon." He glanced off to the multitude of others and raised his voice. "Everyone else, prepare to meet the enemy! Archers and mages, take aim and shrink their numbers, others form up in front and hold the line!"

Rath rushed over to his horse and mounted up. He prepared his bow and took aim towards the oncoming army. "Aim.... fire!"

Wil frowned at Julia, there was no dishonour in the rear guard. Before he could say anything to her cold words she had walked off.

The sniper watched her leave confused at the intent her words when Marina's shout caused him to jump, as she ran past him. "She's very... energetic?" he said while watching her retreat.

He hadn't been waiting long before Ora came with his bow, "Thank you Ora." he said taking it, double checking it as the nomadic girl gave her report "You heard the shouting woman right? We're about to be in a battle soo---" Wil glanced over the horizion.

"Rath!" He said worriedly before realizing the nomad had seen it too, the sniper nodded at his friends orders. "Sure!" He said, "Take Ora with you Rath! Keep an eye on her for me!" He turned to Kaliliah, "Just a second!" he said before turning to Ora.

"Go with Rath, watch his back, and errr..." Wil remembered all those times Rath had ridden off without him in the middle of a battle and Wil had been forced to race after his horse or be left behind "Don't let him leave you behind. You'll be fine okay? I'll see you after the battle and we'll go over what you learned."

With a final smile at Ora he turned back to Kaliliah, "Okay, this way please!" he told her, leading the way to Leena's wagon.

"There...It feels good as new. I thank you Sister."

Julia gave a inquisitive flex of her arm, testing out the depths of her dexterity with her recent healing. Much to her satisfaction, her arm stayed true to her wishes despite her recent injury. "Excuse me...I think you have the wrong impression here. I'm not..I'm not a Sister. I was raised in a convent, yes, but I never actually ordained by the Father in charg-" Julia suddenly narrowed her eyes, taking a step towards the startled Cleric. "Did I ask for your life story? You did good work, take pride in that. If you are not a Sister, then I shall call you such as a fellow mercenary. You take up arms with me, then you are a Sister in my eyes. Live up to that expectation, and act with conviction." A sharp whistle called Calliope at her side, already prepared to depart into battle once more. "I will see you where there is honor, Sister."

To be honest, a large part of Rin didn't know how to react in that moment. What could you say to something like that? Some days, she wished that Blossom was there to snap her back into place, to tell her that it was okay after being locked up. But she wasn't, and that was a simple fact of the matter...She had her family here, but it was one where she had to stand just as tall as they. "In that case...There's no time for tears." She took up her staff, running as fast as her legs could carry her, the sensation of taking off in a bolt so foreign to her legs after some time. But it was a nice kind of burn, something that told her she was apart of something.

And it was definitely something grand.

And the entire time Enailios was there. Between keeping an eye on his fellow partner and things he was staying fairly quiet. That was, till there were signs of the enemy coming forward. And it was definitely not the normal soldiers he had seen from his home.

Undead soldiers seemed to be the enemies, which was fine with Enailios. Flipping up his hammer, it seemed that it was clear what would have to go on. "Glad we have that dragon our side. Seems like Naga in a way." He mumbled to himself. That at least did some damage to the enemy lines as well.

Quickly turning his head, he noticed another blue haired man going on over to his business partner. "One thing is for sure - this is a new land. But perhaps, we can save the talking for another time." He said, His goal was clear in his mind: Help defend his partner as much as he could. It would hurt business after all if he lost Leena in the process.

"Goddamn it!"

Marina twirled her lance wildly, the dual ends of her lance slicing through animate corpse after corpse. "Guys, this isn't working! Restructure! Formulate your efforts in a direct line, clear a path through them! The sooner we can surround them, instead of them surrounding us, the better! Come on!" But it made no difference. The more Risen she stabbed, skewered, and maimed, the more that rushed in to take their fallen ally's place. Marina needed a different plan.

"Outta my way!" she yelled as she dashed through her allies. They were growing surrounded, but she could see an opening over the heads of several rows of Risen. She needed a way to get through them to that opening, so she could clear one of her own for the team. There was a large man in heavy armor just ahead of her, and she got an idea.

"Right behind you!"

She ran towards him and leapt up, using his backplate to propel herself up and forward over the crowd with significant distance! As she came down upon the horde of Risen, she angled her lance to pierce any unlucky undead that happened to be underneath her when she landed, and she landed and crouched close to the ground to absorb the shock of her fall. As the monsters closed in on her, cutting her off, she yelled fiercely, and swung her lance in a large circle to clear the area around her. The lance ends glowed with their innate magic, casting the spell within, and a sudden blizzard struck the area directly around her, immediately freezing many Risen on contact. The head of the lance continued, shattering any that happened to be in its path. They now had a clear opening, and she could only hope the others were smart enough to follow her.

Julia

She wasn't sure how to respond to the swordmaster that had just up and taken a spot on Calliope's back, least of how her partner was simply okay with the fact. (Though to be fair, she had already been allowed by Julia before, why not now?) She had already opened her mouth to protest, mostly from conditioning. How many times had someone decided to just make their merry way and try to take a seat on Calliope? Riding wasn't something that came natural for most people, especially with how picky Pegasi could be regardless. (To be honest, she was still trying to get the image of the last man who tried to take a ride from her head.)

"Are you-"

She stopped mid-sentence, registering who it had been, before taking a moment to stop Calliope mid-trot. The look in her eye was definitely one who wasn't going to take her refusal standing, and neutralizing her was going to be a bit troublesome. "...Well, that would at the very least be a relief. Besides, you're a nomad, are you not? There are few who could match my sisters in riding, and they would be among your people..." It wasn't much of an announcement to her guest, more so an argument made between herself. She took a moment to ponder the situation, suddenly thrusting a concoction into her hands.

"Hold on tightly, and if anything were to happen to me or to Calliope, take this and make your way from the battlefield. You have someone to meet again, don't you?"

And with that, she had nothing else to say as Calliope once more took to a sprint, eventually taking off to the skies.

OOC: AND PAIR UP SUDDENLY BECOMES A THING.