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Post by empireoffire on Mar 22, 2017 17:11:17 GMT -6
I'm a bit insulted you think I'd fall for that, Neo... Obviously any account with a mustache and white hat's votes are worth 1/10 a normal vote, rounded down. Everyone knows that. Don't make me palette swap it.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 22, 2017 21:18:49 GMT -6
Mina, Hyun'ji, Kurt, and Eun'ji break off and go to check the rest of the houses. They search a few without finding anything. When only a few houses remain, Kurt pulls Eun'ji aside. "Hey. If you don't mind, I want to take another look at those wounds," he tells her. Eun'ji looks a bit uncomfortable. Kurt rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, shame and whatever. But I'm going to be blunt with you - I really didn't expect you to survive earlier, not with those wounds. How you're standing right now is beyond me. If you've torn open those wounds and we don't deal with it immediately, I guarantee that you're going to die."
Eun'ji fidgets hesitantly. Hyun'ji gives her a worried look, and she finally relents. "Very well. If you must."
Kurt gives a curt nod and leads her inside. He starts closing the door behind them, then pauses. "Would you feel more comfortable with more than just me?"
Hyun'ji's eyes widen. "N-no, I'm fine."
Kurt shrugs. "Whatever's most comfortable for you," he says and closes the door. He pulls out a chair and motions to it. "Alright, let's get this over with. You don't need to strip or anything, just pull down past your shoulders."
Eun'ji does as Kurt asked, pointedly avoiding his gaze. Kurt walks around the chair, examining her from several angles. "Well...?" she asks.
Kurt taps one of her bandages. "Here. This one needs to be changed. I don't think you broke it open, though, so I'll send Mina in to do it. You're probably going to pull through, but I want Carin to give you a full once-over later, for a second opinion."
"...Thank you," Eun'ji says quietly, pulling her dress shut again.
"How'd you get in such bad shape, anyway?"
"I defended my master," she says simply. "As is my-"
"Duty, right? Yeah. If I had a gold piece for every good man I've seen die doing their duty, I wouldn't be able to walk for the weight," Kurt says.
Eun'ji glares at him. "It would be an honor to die for my master."
"I'm sure it would," Kurt sighs. "It'd still be a shame, though. Seems like all the best are in a rush to kill themselves for some cause. Well, so long as it makes you happy, I guess." Kurt gives a flippant shrug and walks out.
Meanwhile, Hyun'ji stares nervously at the door. Mina reaches out, then pulls her hand back. She takes a breath, then places a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure she's going to be fine, milord. Kurt's a bit... blunt, be he's one of the most talented healers in Valeria. He can do more with a needle, thread, and bandages than some of the most talented clerics can with the most powerful staves."
"I... believe you," Hyun'ji says. "But I still can't help but feel worried. If something happened to Eun'ji..."
"She means that much to you?" Mina asks.
"I care for all of my bodyguards, my servants. But she's... the only one left," he says.
"I... I'm sorry, milord. If we'd been faster..."
"There's nothing you could have done. The only one I bear animosity towards is the traitor who destroyed our ship, and those that aided him."
"I'm... still sorry. Er, you have my sympathies," Mina says softly.
"Thank you." Hyun'ji quietly turns to her. "You... are Prince Rand's chief bodyguard, correct?"
"W-well, I wouldn't say 'chief,' but I am a member of the royal guard. Trainee. Erm. I mean, I am officially considered a member, but..."
"You care for him deeply. That much is obvious, and that is what matters most," Hyun'ji says.
Mina blushes deeply. She's cut off by the sound of the door opening as Kurt steps out. "Hey, Mina. Eun'ji needs a bandaged changed. And she'd probably prefer if you did it. ...Something wrong?"
"Oh... No, nothing. I'll do it." Mina steps past him and inside. She finds all the supplies already set out. "Hello," she says a bit awkwardly. "Are you... feeling better?"
"I'm fine," Eun'ji says.
"Are you... sure?" Mina asks. "You can tell me."
"...It hurts," Eun'ji admits. "But I must push through it. I'm the only one left who can protect my master."
"That's... Remember, we're here to act as escorts, so you don't have to bear it all yourself," Mina says as she pulls off Eun'ji's soiled bandages.
"I know, and please don't take this as a sign of mistrust, bu- Gah...! Nnngh..." Eun'ji whimers.
Mina steps back in surprise. "Everything OK?" Kurt shouts from outside.
"Yes," Eun'ji calls back. "P-please, continue..." she gasps.
Mina nods. "Don't... worry. I understand the sentiment. Still... You can't protect him if you're dead. You... um... n-need to try your hardest to protect yourself, as well."
"I... see. Yes, you're right. I must apologize to my master for worrying him..." Rhett, Nevyn, Carin, and Judoc are assigned to combing the beach in search of any potential survivors - or corpses that could become Risen - that came from Hyun'ji's ship. "I don't see anything..." Judoc says after a few minutes of staring out into the ocean.
"Are your eyes OK?" Rhett asks. "There's lots to see. Like sand. Or water. That bird over there."
"He didn't mean it literally," Nevyn said. "He doesn't see anything related to the task at hand."
"Oh. Yeah. That makes sense," Rhett says. "So what now?"
"It could take quite some time for the current to bring anything in," Nevyn says. "I'm not very familiar with this region's currents, so we must be vigilant..."
"I wouldn't expect it to take more than an hour," Judoc says. Nevyn looks at him questioningly. "My father and I've fished in the area a few times before," he explains.
"Ah. Right. You come from a line of fishermen..." Nevyn nods.
"Huh. That means he knows all about fish and the ocean?" Rhett asks. "My dad raises horses and cows and pegasi. And his dad raised stuff like that. But I don't know anywhere near as much as him. Was I supposed to inherit all that knowledge?"
"Somewhat," Nevyn says. "I know I don't know half of what my father knows about commanding, nor a fraction of what my mother knows of the world and the gods. They've still much to teach me. And I intend to learn as much as possible."
"That sounds like a really good idea," Rhett says enthusiastically.
"Indeed," Judoc agrees with a soft chuckle. "Though I worry I may have exhausted my father's knowledge."
"Don't disrespect your parents so," Nevyn admonishes him. "I'm sure he's got much to teach, if you but open your ears and listen."
"Really doubt it," Judoc mutters softly. Nevyn flips his ears to remind Judoc he can clearly hear him. Judoc turns back to the water. "Anyway, we'd probably see anything human-sized by now. Still probably want to give it a few minutes, just in case. And if I remember right, the current pulls a bit to the south, so I'm going to go check that way..." Judoc walks off before being acknowledged.
Nevyn looks after him, then decides it's best to let it go for now. "I'll check to the north. Rhett, you stay here. Yell if you notice anything."
"That bird flew off."
"Anything related to the task at hand," Nevyn clarifies. He shifts into a wolf and begins trotting in the opposite direction.
Rhett watches the ocean silently for a few moments. "You don't say much," he notes.
Carin, waiting from the sand line, calls back. "My horse doesn't care for sand, and it's a bit awkward to yell into a conversation..."
"Oh. Well, I'm already awkward. So I guess people wouldn't have noticed so much. But if yelling bothers you, I can come stand next to you."
Carin dismounts and walks over to Rhett's side. "No, that's fine. Truth be told, I just... didn't care to join in that conversation."
"Oh."
Carin and Rhett fall into a hard silence. "You... aren't going to ask why?" she finally asks.
"No. If you wanted to tell me, you would tell me," Rhett reasons. He nods to affirm his statement.
"Oh... Yes, I suppose I would..." Carin says quietly. Another few awkward minutes pass. "My mother and father were... I'm a... bastard," she finally blurts out. She looks down sadly. "I'm a bastard," she repeats softly.
"Oh. OK. So why did you not want to join that conversation?"
Carin blinks. "I... just don't like talking about my parents."
"But you're doing it now?"
Carin scowls. "You just don't get it..."
"...I really don't. You'll have to explain it to me."
"Nevermind. We need to stay focused."
"Oh." Rhett nods, then goes back to staring out at the ocean.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 22, 2017 21:27:22 GMT -6
(Why did you guys insist on 4 with Rand. It's so awkward carting him around everywhere.) (No love for Allune. Nor Suarrure. Nor Sorina. Nor Quinn. Wow... I didn't realize how many got no supports. And several got only 1. I get that the lord's most important, but still... Share the love, y'know?)
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 22, 2017 23:08:44 GMT -6
I was doing level-ups between writing supports and remembered I gave Suarrure flierbane because I'm a smart-ass...
Suarrure x Allune x Nevyn when?
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Post by Neo on Mar 22, 2017 23:14:24 GMT -6
I'm willing to ship Suarrure x Allune. I think that pair sounds funny. Also, I'm going to try to catch up tonight.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 22, 2017 23:57:41 GMT -6
You may want to wait... 3 chapters. Though the last Bird that Dog could dog won't come until well into the 2nd path split...
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 22, 2017 23:57:49 GMT -6
Alice, Sylvia, Quinn, and Sorina were assigned the rough duty of safely disposing of the corpses. While Quinn and Sorina drag over a few more, Alice and Sylvia prepare a pyre.
Sylvia sighs sadly. "Such a shame..." she says. "Is there no way we could have saved this village?"
"Perhaps, had we known," Alice says. "Or perhaps not. Perhaps we would have simply been another pair of corpses in this pile..."
"Alice, that's..."
"Horrible," Alice says sadly. She nods as she continues. "Truly, horrible... As the truth often is. But is to avert your eyes from it is worse?"
"I... That's... Where is this coming from, Alice?"
Alice shrugs. "I would like to hear what you think, though. Should we force ourselves to see hard truths?"
Sylvia sighs. "I... don't know, Alice. I suppose... I would rather know the truth."
"And do you think we should we force ourselves to experience hardships? To see all life has to offer?"
"I don't know about that, Alice. Your little... masochism thing's a bit far for my tastes."
"Maso...chism...?" Alice asks. "I don't... W-would you really say I'm a... masochist?"
Sylvia coughs. "So, um... your new outfit's really cute...!" Rand and the others are left waiting in the center of town, ready to leap to the aid of any other team that needs it.
Suarrure and Allune are flirting - well, Suarrure's hitting on her ineffectively, anyway. Meanwhile, Rand's busy fussing over Fei.
"You're pretty badly torn up again..." he says, pointing to the various fresh wounds across her midriff.
"Yeah... Yeah. It happens. A lot," she says. She yawns. "Pretty sure it's not good for me, but I get by."
"No, it's... definitely not good for you," Rand says. "Sooner or later you'll take a hit that you won't be able to shrug off."
"Probably," Fei says with a yawn. She lies down on her back and nods a bit. "Yeah... probably..."
"Hey. Don't go to sleep," Rand says. "We need to be ready in case the others need help."
"But I'm so sleepy..." she says, trying to sound as cute as possible. She rubs her eyes.
Rand stands over her and looks down disapprovingly. "Fei..." he says. His tone is clearly annoyed. "I know I'm neither your commander nor your prince, but Nevyn left you under my direction. This is a direct order. Get up."
Fei looks up at him guiltily. "I'm... sorry, milord." She props herself up and starts struggling to rise. "I'm just... a bit lightheaded. I think I may have actually lost a bit... too much blood. But you're right."
It's Rand's turn to look guilty. He sighs, then folds his arms. "I... suppose you can lie down, at least. But don't fall asleep."
"Are you sure, milord? I-"
"No, you've... earned a bit of a rest. Just... don't tell Nevyn."
"Thank you... so much... milord..." Fei sighs. She's already asleep before she finishes speaking. After Alice and Kurt's groups finish, Rand goes to check on Nevyn's. "Nothing. We're still going to wait a bit longer, just in case," Nevyn explains.
Rand nods. "Good idea. We can trade off, though, let you take a rest."
"No, no. This isn't so taxing. I'm sure... Alice, was it? I'm sure her group, at least, needs to rest."
"Fair enough," Rand says. "I'll keep watch with you for a bit," Rand says.
"I appreciate the company. Things got a bit awkward with the others..."
"Oh? Sorry... Well, it's something that happens to everyone. You may be their commander, but they're still people. Sometimes you may annoy or upset them."
"Yes, but still... It is my duty to built rapport with them, to keep their morale in check."
"True, that's a part of being a commander. And one of the harder parts. It's not really something that can be taught too easily."
Nevyn sighs. "Sometimes I wonder if I'm cut out to be a commander. Father could always inspire loyalty. I don't have Mother's ability to calm people..."
"Maybe... not yet," Rand says. "But you'll learn. If you really want to be a great commander, I believe it's in your reach."
"That's... very kind of you to say, Prince."
Rand nods. "Just don't give up. That's the one thing a commander must never do." "Are you OK, Mina?" Rand asks.
"Of course, Pri- er, Rand."
"Good. I was a bit worried when you got split off by that cavalier... Please don't worry me like that again.
"Oh..." Mina says. A hint of sadness is in her voice. "I'm sorry..."
Rand scratches his head. "Though, uh, you did... pretty well. I thought for sure you would... But, no, you didn't panic, and you fought your way back to use. It feels like... the old you would've... erm..."
"Old me?" Mina's frown quickly turns into a wide smile. "So, you did notice!"
"Oh, yeah, of course! It'd be... pretty hard to miss."
"Haha...! ...Well? And?"
"Huh? Er... It's... really... impressive?"
"Impressive?" Mina pouts playfully. "Hmph. If a girl's fishing for compliments, you can do better than that."
"Hey, I mean, it looks about as good on you as can be expected?" Rand laughs. "It's armor, not a dress."
"So you like me better in a dress...?" Mina teases.
"Hm? Well, not on the battlefield..." Rand says. "Fighting in a dress would be ridiculous."
"Your mom fights in a dress."
"That's... Er, well, that's... um... yeah." Rand laughs. "Thanks, Mina. I... needed a good laugh."
"Anytime, Rand. Like you said, even if I can't fight, I can help you in other ways." After finishing their duties and taking a short lunch, Rand - by Kurt's advice - decides to depart in the early evening. He seeks out the one who came to his aid earlier, and finds Alice by the ocean. She's sitting in the sand, struggling with her new shoes. "Stupid... How does Allune stand these accursed things?" It seems like she's been fighting with them for a while now.
"Erm... Alice?" Rand calls out.
"Oh! Ah... Prince Rand. Have you been there long?"
"Not really... I, er... So, not used to the new outfit? You... were wearing something else when you arrived, right? How did you...?"
"Ah... Well, it's... a rather rare occurance, that someone can change their abilities without the use of a seal or similar artifact. Which... changed my dress, too. I don't... dislike the new outfit. It breathes very well, lets me feel the wind on my back... But these blasted high-heeled monstrosities. I liked my sandals..." Alice finally gets them off and tosses them a short distance. She lets out a sigh of relief.
"For what it's worth, you look very... erm... it's... uh... Good. I like your outfit."
"You're very kind to say so, milord," Alice says. She starts doing something else, but Rand's not quite sure what.
"I... have to ask. The last time we saw each other, we were... 8? 9?"
"Thereabouts, milord."
"How did you know we needed help? And why would you..."
Alice stops fidgeting and looks to Rand. "The spirits told me I needed to come west... so I followed them. And I believe they want me to follow you back to Trine, as well. So I'll be with you for a while... if it pleases milord."
"Of course! But... spirits...?" Rand asks.
Alice ignores the question and goes back to examining her dress. "We're not leaving for another hour or two, right, milord?"
"Hm? Oh. Right. Um... What are you doing?"
"I want to feel the sand between my toes," Alice explains. "And this dress is all one piece, so... And after that, I plan to go for a swim. Would you care to join me, milord?"
Rand freezes. "Um. N-no, that's... er... I, uh... You're not... really going to...!?"
"I haven't ever got to swim in the ocean, so I'm definitely not going to pass up on this opportunity," she says. She pauses undressing. "Unless milord forbids it?"
"That's... well... I, uh... I'm sure you could find a bathing suit in the village somewhere..."
"That's not necessary. And I want to feel the water on my skin. Are you sure you won't join me, milord?"
"I... should go," Rand spits out. The following units have reached level 10 and are eligible for promotion or class change.
Rand, Allune, Nevyn (class change only), Fei, Judoc, Sylvia, Suarrure (class change only), Eun'ji. For a list of available classes, check the Google document.
Assign each a new class/promotion, or vote to leave them as they are.
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Post by Neo on Mar 23, 2017 0:06:48 GMT -6
I love Alice. She's definitely best girl.
I'm all up for promoting Rand and Allune, but I don't feel like checking the Google doc, sooo... Tomorrow.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 23, 2017 10:30:50 GMT -6
I'm all up for promoting Rand and Allune, but I don't feel like checking the Google doc, sooo... Tomorrow. Yareyare. imgur.com/rwRzYNeRand - Wyvern Lord, Cavalier, Mage, Archer, Fighter, Knight (Promotion - Great W. Lord) Allune - Hawk, Archer, Myrmidon, Soldier Nevyn - Wolf, Fighter, Priest, Soldier, Cavalier Fei - Fighter, Thief, Troubadour, Pegasus Knight Judoc - Soldier, Wyvern Rider, Archer, Dark Mage, Knight Sylvia - Tactician, Pegasus Knight, Fox, Fighter, Cavalier Suarrure - Wolfskin, Barbarian, Thief, Dancer Eun'ji - Archer, Mage, Cleric, Troubadour
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Post by empireoffire on Mar 23, 2017 14:10:11 GMT -6
A promotion at level 10?! We're not plebians! The best time to promote is after level 15 at least! Someone in Alice's group, because they need it.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 23, 2017 14:16:35 GMT -6
You can promote/class change as many of them as you want. Rand's the prince, he's friggin' loaded. Not like those other FE lords.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 23, 2017 16:21:28 GMT -6
Protip for the next level: check Lily's units' skills. Carefully. Someone has something that'll really help.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 23, 2017 17:33:05 GMT -6
Anyway! Moving on. We'll start the next level. Ya'll can debate class changing in the discussion thread until... uh... the end of this chapter. You're also free to start debating changes for these guys.
Also, if someone can check the roll20 map and make sure it's working right? I'm trying something a li-i-i-ittle different. Fog of war, for one. More importantly... ah, well, you don't need to know the behind-the-scenes. Just that it'll make enemy HP bars easier to read and making it easier for me to deal with multiple enemies.
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Post by empireoffire on Mar 23, 2017 17:36:27 GMT -6
Looks fine to me.
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 23, 2017 18:39:25 GMT -6
End of Chapter 3R/3A: They Return - Rand/Alice's Route Chapter 3L: They Return - Lily's Route Lily ensures the fighters and soldiers have taken the civilians far back - just in case - as she approaches the fort. Why did the garrison not come to the aid of the town? Something's wrong, and she's going to find out what. Zenia has agreed to accompany her, rather than insisting on heading directly to the meeting, claiming that she wishes to see how Carcina takes care of its problems. "By reputation, I expect it to be quite a show of force. Don't disappoint me," she added.
As Lily approaches the nearby fort, it becomes readily apparent that something is wrong. The wildlife around the fort is eerily silent. Lily orders Hawke and Storm to stay low to the ground as they approach, trading vision for surprise. As the fort comes into view, her suspicions are confirmed. A hooded figure stands before the sealed front gate. A mounted cavalier dressed in shining Valerian armor is holding his position, lance drawn, a bit beyond.
"I swear, blackguard, that none of you shall escape this place alive!" the cavalier calls. "I shall avenge my fallen comrades! Lay down your arms or perish!" Lily is confused as to what he's talking about for a moment, then decides he must have been one of the many Valerians training in Carcina as part of her father's policies to improve relations.
The hooded man says nothing, merely draws a black-bound tome and cracks it open.
The cavalier thrusts his lance in the mage's direction. "This is your decision, then?" The mage's hands crackle with dark energy.
Hawke risks flying into the air for just a brief moment. He returns to Lily's side. "Several inside, Princess. Armed. Most not ours, but a few of our troops remained. Except... they weren't fighting back. Surrendered, I guess? But something was wrong with it. Not sure what. Lot of archers, too. I spot a weakened wall on the northwest side, recently repaired - could be how they got in. Store room and barracks on the north wall. Pretty sure there were smaller entrances back there, if you don't want to march through the front."
"You said there were friendly survivors? Captured?" Lily asks.
"I... don't know, Princess. Like I said, there was something off about it. Could be fakes in our uniforms or something. This feels like a trap."
"Noted," Lily says. "But at the very least, there's one survivor. We're moving out. You said there were a lot of archers?"
"A few mages, too."
"You and Storm be careful not to get too close to the walls," Lily concludes. She draws her sword. "They're going to find us..." the Carcinan soldier whispers into his companion's ear as they hide in the storeroom. "I... I can't... there's too many. But maybe I can... I'll try to hold them o-off, and you can make a break for it...!"
"That's a sweet sentiment, but foolish," she responds. She pats him tenderly on the head. "I didn't save you for you to throw your life away for me. Now, stay silent - or they'll kill us both."
"But-"
"You must trust me, if you wish to survive," she commands. "If you see the chance, flee north. Do not fear for me."
The soldier stares into her eyes for a moment and sees a glint of fierce determination. "...OK."
Wordlessly, she begins to creep out from behind the stacks of barrels and boxes. She puts a bit of distance between herself and the soldier before intentionally stumbling, sending a crate crashing to the ground. The pair of foes combing the storeroom immediately turn on her, and she throws her hands over her face in mock cowardice, her voice seamlessly shifting to a meek, pathetic mewling. "D-d-don't hurt me...!" she calls out. "I... I'm no soldier, please!"
"Then what are you doing here?" one of the men demands.
"I'm j-j-just a traveling dancer, milord, please! Oh, misfortune always follows me so... I beg you, let me leave unharmed!"
The two foes exchange a glance. "Traveling dancer," the soldier says, disbelief heavy in his voice.
"Y-yes, milord, I swear it... Please, I-"
"Our orders were to kill everyone," the dark mage says. "Soldiers. Commanders. Farmers. Village maidens."
"N-no... please..." she begs. "L-let me dance for you... I'll prove..."
The dark mage raises his hand, but the soldier stops him. "I've never gotten to see a dancer in person. Let her show her dance, at least." He lowers his voice. "Afterward, you can kill her, bring her to the boss, whatever." He nods at the dancer.
"Th-thank you, milord..." she says. She begins to sway, hypnotically, to an unheard rhythm. Neither of the enemies notice the glinting dagger tucked into her waistband. Lily's team is in the southwest. The main gate, cavalier, and dark mage are on the south wall. Two locked doors and a pair of knights are along the north wall. A cracked wall is along the northeast wall. Several archers are inside the fort, so a direct attack from the air is... risky.
(A) Direct attack from the air! Have Hawke and Storm ferry the others over the wall. (B) Send everyone to help the cavalier (C) The enemy hasn't noticed us yet. We'll use the cavalier as a distraction, move along the west wall, and circle to the northern doors or crack... (D) Split up (choose who goes north and who goes east)
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Post by empireoffire on Mar 25, 2017 17:30:37 GMT -6
B
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 27, 2017 1:19:14 GMT -6
The cavalier lowers his lance and charges at the dark mage. "For Valeria - no, for Carcina!" he yells. He stabs the dark mage, but the tip of his spear seems to pass through the enemy without resistance. It looks like he managed to stab through the cloak without hitting the mage somehow.
The mage raises his hand and several balls of darkness appear around the cavalier. He spurs his mount forward, forcing the mage aside as the orbs crash together.
"We go to his aid!" Lily calls out.
Before she finishes delivering the orders, Kelly is charging forward. "For Carcina!" she echoes. She raises her sword aloft as she charges. The dark mage turns just in time to see her bring it down sharply.
The cavalier yelps in surprise at Kelly's sudden arrival. "I... what!?"
"We're here to help," Kelly says simply.
The cavalier exhales sharply as the rest of the Lily's retinue begins to arrive. "Ho-o-o-o, thank you, o merciful Naga... I had absolutely no idea what the blazes I was going to do trying to recapture an entire fort by myself..."
Lily's taken aback by the abrupt change in personality. "What's... Ahem. What's going on here?" she demands.
The cavalier looks at the fort nervously. "I'm... not really sure, to be completely honest. Uh, ma'am."
"Princess," Hawke corrects him.
"Huh? W-wait, what!? Prin... cess? As in the princess? Oh, gods, I-"
Lily glares. "Save it. Who are you?"
"I'm Keith. Valerian knight. Here for... y-y'know. Training. But you probably know all that. Sorry."
Lily shakes her head. "What's happened here?"
"Right, uh, OK. So. Uh. I don't... really know. They just attacked us out of nowhere."
"Who are 'they?'" Lily asks sharply.
"Again, I don't really know. Er. Princess. Some new recruit just threw open the door and they came rushing in at the crack of dawn. And while we rallied to defend at the main gate, some other guys just smashed open the wall, right though a section of wall that was damaged in a storm last week..."
"And you escaped?"
"Well, kind of... I got injured pretty badly and had to drop back. I kinda... patched myself up as best I could, passed out a bit... And by the time I got back they'd taken the fort and... well, here we are. Um. Sorry." The cavalier scratches his head.
Lily frowns. "We'll have Shep check you out. Any chance of other survivors? What about the fort's layout?"
"Other survivors... seems kinda unlikely. As for the fort. Let's see. The main grounds are just inside. There's two walls that split it up a bit, good spots for archers and mages. The main barracks and storeroom are on the far side - there's smaller entrances back there. This fort wasn't exactly built with seige defense in mind, who would ever both attacking Mala? Ah, but those doors will be just as locked as this one..."
As if on cue, the doors to the fort swing open. A pair of knights are standing there, menacingly. Past them is a yard filled with several fighters, soldiers, and dark mages. The yard is walled by a stone fence that opens to the left. Another knight blocks the way past. An archer pokes up over the wall. His skin is purple, and his eyes glow with a bright redness.
"Oh... gods...!" Keith whimpers. "That's... I know him."
"That's a Risen," Lily says incredulously. "No... we'll worry about that later. Everyone, prepare to charge!" The sounds outside the storeroom grow louder as the dancer entertains her captors.
"Hm? Hey, do you hear that?" the dark mage asks.
The dancer begins humming loudly in time with her dance. The soldier shushes his ally, entranced by her performance. (A) Charge straight through the front door! (B) Circle around to the back instead (C) Smash through the freshly-repaired wall (D) Pull back and take a defensive stance, try to draw the enemy out of the fort (E) Split up - have a group keep the enemy busy here while another circles around
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Post by SummerCrow on Mar 31, 2017 14:47:34 GMT -6
Remember to do class change discussion in the discussion topic
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Post by empireoffire on Mar 31, 2017 16:27:17 GMT -6
No one ever remembers that the back door exists. B.
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Post by SummerCrow on Apr 3, 2017 22:03:01 GMT -6
Lily leads her team around to the back of the fort. A few of the enemies in the courtyard chase after them, but her team has quite a lead.
A pair of knights are guarding two small doors on the northern side of the fort. "The east is the barracks," Keith says. "The west is the storeroom. Both will lead to the courtyards, so I doubt it matters which we pick..."
Gale's ears twitch. "Is someone... singing?" she asks, looking to the west door. The dancer sings and twirls, drawing teasingly close to the enemy soldier only to quickly dart away again. She subtlety forces him and his compatriot to turn away from the hiding soldier.
"She's really is quite good," the dark mage reluctantly admits, quietly speaking to his associate.
"It would be an awful waste of talent to kill her... Maybe the boss would let us keep her?" the soldier asks.
"We aren't in the slave business."
"I meant have her join us."
"You know that's impossible."
"...Yeah," the enemy soldier admits. "Oh, well. Let's get this over with." He hefts his lance.
"No, milord, please..." the dancer cries. Her hand slowly strays towards the dagger tucked in her waistband.
The dark mage raises his palm. The Carcinan soldier hiding among the boxes creeps forward. (A) Break through the east knight (B) Break through the west knight (C) Move around to the cracked wall (D) Counter-attack the pursuing enemies (E) Split groups between the four (F) Remember to do character promotions
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