Fire Emblem Divide

[SirBlazeALot]

CHAPTER 2
VULTURES OF FORTUNE

Location
The Titus Pole, Patrium​

The Epicenter Of The Monolith
It isn't common for the Alliance and the Legion to set aside their differences and face their common enemy in Patrium. More often than not, one side or the other will typically attempt to use The New Foreigners against their foes. However, the team up between the 13th and the 111th at Fort Castellum is not unique. If the situation becomes desperate enough, the warring factions have been known to fight together, especially when they're closer to The Monolith itself.

Both factions have been scouring the fallen Patrium for its resources. Larger groups of soldiers investigate areas closer to the tower while smaller squads are sent to locations closer to the border, like Fort Castellum. However, it seems strength and numbers matter little to The Monolith, and each faction has experienced heavy casualties the closer they get to the mysterious obelisk. The survivors of these deadly missions are known to band together regardless of their affiliation with either faction to make it back to the border. For some, their experiences closer to the epicenter break them, and they're discharged by their commanders for being mentally unfit for combat if they don't desert beforehand. However, some soldiers walk away from the experience with renewed vigor in their faction's ideals. Then there are those who have a change of heart, and switch sides upon returning.

Vultures
But our two factions aren't the only ones who see the Land of the Dead as an opportunity. Third party scavengers, mercenaries, and treasure hunters have also been dispatched by anyone with the means to hire them. These third party explorers are typically hired by the aristocratic elite of Terrunum, and consist of skilled mercenaries from all over the broken empire. Instead of dedicating their talents toward the war and the future of Terrunum, these soldiers of fortune have chosen the path of personal gain. That's why third party scavengers and the people that hire them have become known as Vultures.

Despite the negative connotation, (and depending on who you talk to the even more negative reputation) the opportunistic Vultures are viewed as potential allies by both factions. They offer some pretty dope perks. Their first and most prominent use is their ability to spread information about the state of Patrium's resources and the demonic population. Vultures tend to venture far deeper into Patrium than the Alliance and the Legion in order to get to the good shit in the former capital, where there is not only more shit, but less competition for the shit. This makes Vultures a primary source of information when it comes to searching for places to scavenge, and learning about new and unknown demons. This makes it easier for each faction to dedicate the grand majority of their troops toward fighting the war against their rivals.

While Vultures tend to be individually stronger than your average Alliance or Legion soldier, they move in smaller groups and are more easily overpowered by The New Foreigners' superior numbers. The magnitude of riches that await them in Patrium is enough for some of Terrunum's bravest warriors to set aside their fear and venture forth. Other Vultures aren't scared at all, and welcome the challenge until they get their cheeks busted by a gargoyle. Vultures that survive these expeditions deep into Patrium are often rescued by the Alliance or the Legion, and many are willing to share information and occasionally loot in exchange for passage out of Patrium.

The 13th and the 111th Meet Again
The battalions leave Fort Castellum with some dope shit in their pockets. And they managed not to kill each other in their sleep, imagine that. They leave each other in peace, but both sides know that the next time they meet, they'll be crossing blades. A little over a month has passed. Both squads have been patrolling the borders of their allied nations. Occasionally the battalions dipped into Patrium to go on a scavenging run, but they've mostly been assisting the people of their allied nations and quelling rebellions against the faction. And of course, havin' fun travellin' about and shit.

The 111th is currently stationed in Glypheim, and the 13th is stationed in Malth. Both battalions have been instructed to march to Titus, Patrium's border region shared between Malth and Glypheim. As one might imagine, such an area is constantly belted with Glypheim's thunderstorms and Malth's blizzards. It's not the most pleasant place in Terrunum. To make matters worse, Titus is one of two regions the Alliance and the Legion have taken to calling "Poles", where the nations of rival factions meet. The Titus Pole is to the north, while the Ghabaku Pole, shared between Dinne and Komodo, is to the south. Fate has dictated that the 13th and the 111th meet on the battlefield once again, in one of the most contentious places in the Empire.

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[SirBlazeALot]

TURN 1
Phase
Alliance of Fire
Slot A starts on July 22nd Saturday at 12:00pm and ends on July 25thTuesday at 11:59pm.
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Midnight Paragon Truthblade Hachi Machi DoctorDiggles CallmeMyth ChazGhost Jellyon Count Gensokyo Misuteeku IG42

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[CallmeMyth]

NAYU

Nayu stood in her position among the cover of the trees, just outside of Fort Castellum. Her army gathered behind her, waiting for their orders. She looked up at the stronghold overhead, an intimidating structure with many fortifications. The tower had previously belonged to the once-unified empire, although now it had been deserted along with the former regime. Many supplies and riches still lay within its halls, and Nayu found it ironic that this forgotten symbol of the old empire was where The Alliance of Fire and The Legion of Stone would meet in battle. The wealth and provisions inside the fortress would be very beneficial to either army. Supplying the needs of a large military required a lot of funding and materials, and the Alliance's overall goal was to provide their troops with the resources that were necessary to deal with the growing threat of The Monolith. Since the outpost was abandoned, the cache within the fort was easy to obtain, although neither side was willing to hand over anything useful to their enemies. Since the fort had once belonged to both factions, neither side had any more claim over the stronghold's assets than the other. Naturally, this had resulted in a battle between the opposing forces.

Only days ago, Nayu had been stationed at Stratham village along with a small team of soldiers. She had received details that a decent sized unit of Alliance troops had been deployed to Fort Castellum from the East, while a similarly sized army of Legion soldiers approached from the West. It was there that she had received orders from above that she was to lead this army into battle against the Legion. She wondered how she had found herself in this situation, leading a force of soldiers into combat. The fate of so many men and women rested upon her shoulders, and although she had never wanted to see the sight of a battlefield again, she had willingly joined the Alliance and would do her best to protect those who were under her command at any cost. She turned around as she prepared to give her speech for the battle, and the sight of her comrades standing in formation as they prepared for their attack brought back memories of the time she had spent traveling with the Revahn Mercenaries...

Pulling herself from her reverie, Nayu held up her arm for everyone in the army to see. "Alright, everybody listen carefully! Our goal is to take back this fort! Our army needs these supplies! However, our enemy is not going to allow us to seize this stronghold without a fight! I want everyone to move out, but be mindful of our enemy! And remember, we fight not only for the fate of Terrunum, but for the sake of our comrades! So it is your job to ensure that as many men and women make it out of this mission as possible! Now move out!" She shouted, boosting her troop's morale. The soldiers in the army had already been briefed on their strategy for the battle, and Nayu hoped and expected that the plan would succeed.

Spoiler: Theme

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[Misuteeku]

Pandora
Location: V28 > W28

Pandora stood along with comrades. Out of all the healers out of the army, they had to select her. Granted this could of been some experience in the battle field, but this mission was slightly important so why did they entrust her to take care of the battle wounded. "This makes me wonder, why I'm needed out here." Pandora said. The debrief about the mission made her slightly even more nervous, as she started to look around.

The main for this was because, Pandora wasn't the most experienced in running long distances, so she ran up to the girl that was riding on horseback. "Uh, miss," Pandora said speaking up. Pandora didn't really interact with her comrades that much, so she didn't really get their names. "Is it okay I can take catch a ride?" Pandora said rather awkwardly. The lax mood was definitely not in the mood of the battle, so she had to be serious.

[Pandora moves to W28]
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[ChazGhost]

Rex
Location: W29>V26
Rex with big grin on his face moved up the soon to be battlefield. ...Finally I get to show what I can do... and hopefully get some more respect and stop getting so much grunt work... Rex though to himself as stopped for second to catch his breath from his short charge.
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[Rex moves to V26]

Vlad
Location: X20>W24
Vlad look to the fort ahead and then to the other sides of the field to their enemies. The Stone legion showing up was not unsuspected being the importance of this in getting the support of the people. But after that thought he went into his battle persona and transformed before moving quickly to the fort ahead
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[Vlad moves to W24]

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[DoctorDiggles]

Sami
Location: X28 > U23
Sami sat ready on her deer clutching her bow. Her eyes locked onto the commander as she gave the troops their orders. She had to add on to her Commander's uplifting words. "We will show no mercy to these Legion idiots! The Alliance will triumph here today no matter the cost!" Sami raised her bow up high into the air. "For Terrunum!" she roared. Sami would treat this battle as if The Fire Emblem itself was inside of Fort Castellum. Just as she was about to ride toward the Fortress she heard a small voice beneath her. She looked down at the small girl and feelt quite empowered by how intimidated she was to ask for a ride. "What's wrong with your legs?" Sami asked. "Have we brought a cripple to fight for the fate of the world or are you just lazy?" Sami shook her head. "I suppose if it means you won't slow us down. Climb on." When Pandora was settled on the back of the deer Sami told her "Hold on tight!" She whipped the reigns and shouted "Ya!" and her deer sprung into action.

[Sami (11) rescued Pandora (8)]
[Sami moved to U23]

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Quetzal
Location: V30 > V25
Quetzal listened to the Commander and sighed heavily when Sami felt the need to chime in. Fools like her were always the first to die. Quetzal would be sure to tease the small girl's spirit when she passed onto the afterlife. That's not to say she wasn't anticipating this battle. She was eager to use her Monkey Spirit Scroll and watch the Legion tear itself apart. Maybe she would use her Nosferatu spell to suck the life out of them only to fuel herself. There were many options. Quetzal pressed on ahead following after the short buff man in front of her. "Look at you! Have you done something with your hair darling?" she asked Rex looking down at him as she moved ahead of him.

[Quetzal (9) moved to V25]

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Lothric
Location: T30 > T25

[Lothric (6) moved to T25]

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[IG42]

Zane
Location Y29 > X25
Zane nodded approvingly at Nayu's speech if for no other reason than the fact he could make out her words clearly from where he stood. "How did I end up at the back anyway?" He grunted while performing a last last check on his inventory. "Dragonstone of course, vulneraries, pure water and finally the door key." He mused to himself. "Maybe I should've brought a chest key too....I'm probably not going to be getting to the doors first, ah whatever bit late now." With casual swiftness he moved out.

[Zane moves to X25]

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[Midnight Paragon]

Melnax
Location: U29>U24

Melnax paid little attention to the speech that was made. Yeah, sure, supplies were great and all, but that's not what Melnax was here for. He was here to do a job and get paid, nothing else to it. Still, it irked him that these two factions were still squabbling over crumbling pieces of forts like this one. When something as evil as a demon totem pops out of the ground, you'd think humanity would recognize the threat and actually do something about it. But of course, that's never the case. If there was a way Melanx could solve the conflict here without violence, he would do it, no questions asked. Life is never that simple unfortunately. He sighed to himself, but he pulled his blade from his side and began the march forward. Perhaps if they managed to capture the fort quick enough, the enemy would retreat....

[Melnax moves to U24]

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[Count Gensokyo]

Kayo
Location: R30 > R26

Alright, everybody listen carefully! Our goal is to take back this fort! Our army needs these supplies! However, our enemy is not going to allow us to seize this stronghold without a fight! I want everyone to move out, but be mindful of our enemy! And remember, we fight not only for the fate of Terrunum, but for the sake of our comrades! So it is your job to ensure that as many men and women make it out of this mission as possible! Now move out!" She shouted, boosting her troop's morale.

Kayo smiled slightly and nodded approvingly at the manakete's pre-battle speech. For what it was worth, she had done a good job of spurring the forces of the Alliance into action. Kayo was confident in the plan that their tactician had laid out for them beforehand, and she had hope in all of her comrades.

As her allies moved on ahead, Kayo took a few steps forward, her ceremonial spear tapping along the clumps of long-since withered grey grass. She took a good look at the sprawling ruins out in the distance, and to the left, small figures composed a small army of the Legion's soldiers who were ready to fight and die if need be to keep these supplies out of the Alliance's hands. Kayo felt a twinge of regret buried in her soul as she stared at the men and women gathered on the other end of the field. These people were different, unlike the many bloodthirsty, greedy, lustful bandits she had laid waste to in the past. These people weren't evil...They were simply misguided in their beliefs. When it came to the bottom of things, these men and women were still their kinsmen. With the way things have been dragging on in this war, they might have even become desperate enough to send children into their battles...

Kayo shook her head back and forth, and she silently cursed the name of the fell dragon who had ensnared the men and women of the Legion in his dark grasp and subtly manipulated their minds into doing his bidding. She closed her eyes, listening to the soft breeze of the dying wind running up against her. She took a deep, calming breath from her diaphragm and brought her eyes toward the cloudy heavens. In this moment, when even she was scared to act out in violence, she made no effort to hide the words of her prayer to her allies around her. Perhaps something she said might move their hearts.

"O, great Naga, please grant your children your blessing in this fight. May we not forget the reason we have devoted our lives to becoming victorious in these bloody conflicts. It is in your name that we fight these righteous battles that will ultimately deliver us from the hands of the evil devouring the homeland each of us so love. Our enemies were once our friends...Even so, we cannot allow them to acquire the riches of that solemn fortress. If we fail here, we only continue to delay what must be done—using the sacred Fire Emblem to end the threat of the Monolith and return us to a new era of peace. Let us move into battle with new resolve and hearts ready to serve your will...Please guide us and keep us safe this day, O Naga. Thank you."

Kayo opened her eyes and furrowed her brow. She took the orange-red beaststone she had been gifted long ago, ready to once again unleash its inner power.

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In a flash of light, Kayo transformed into her beast form, fastening her old war spear to a strap at her side as a reminder of all she had lived through up until now. With her spirit on fire now, Kayo moved on toward the battlefield, knowing she would eventually clash with the enemy.

[Kayo moves to R26]

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[Hachi Machi]

Lloyd
Location: T28 to S25

As Nayu shouted her orders to the others, Lloyd shook his hands a little, preparing himself to wield his blade. The crowd of enemies on the other side startled his nerves a bit, but this was great for him. He desperately needed to prove himself as an impressive swordsman, and what better way than to slaughter his opponents with his sword skills.

When his comrades traveled towards the castle, Lloyd followed swiftly after them along the grassy plains. His footsteps vaguely sparked a sound, while he carefully treaded the plains, aware that his opponents were watching his movements. He decided to take a position near Lothric, a fighter, and Kayo, a shapeshifter, since his orders dictated that he stay close to the others. Still, he desired to challenge his opponents, but he knew it was foolish to attack without someone protecting his back. At least alongside Lothric and Kayo, there was a distinct advantage for his team.

Near Kayo, he heard her say a lengthy prayer, while Lothric remained silent to which Lloyd assumed the fighter was steeling his nerves. Once she finished her prayer, Lloyd spoke, "A touching prayer, Kayo. Anyways, I got your back for now, so watch my back too?" When he finished his statement, he unsheathed an iron sword out of his scabbard, now prepared to deal with any nearby enemies. On the battlefield, he couldn't be too rash, nor could he be too cautious. However, he could anticipate the enemy's movements. Therefore, he patiently awaited the enemy's actions, anticipating a potential attack.

[Lloyd moves to S25]
[Lloyd equips Iron Sword]

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[Truthblade]

Korvalt
Location: S29
Korvalt slams down his axe from his shoulder to near the ground, prepared to advance ahead. He didn't speak with any of the others, for there was no time for conversing right now. Right now, this was war, and they should not waist their breath on chatter. After all, you will never know when your last breath will come.

[Korvalt moves to Q26]

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[CallmeMyth]

NAYU

On her orders the troops began their advance, and it was time for Nayu to make her move as commander of the army. There was no time to dwell on personal feelings any longer. This was war, and she would give it her all to ensure victory. Her eyes focused sharply upon the Legion's army, and she reached for the dragonstone in the pouch that was tied around the sash at her waist.

The green orb began to glow within her hand, and the middle of the stone swirled with wisps of energy like wind as it blew amongst the trees. With the strength of her resolve, Nayu allowed the energy within the orb to flow throughout her body. Her hair blew around her in a powerful gust of air, giving the appearance of wings. Just then, her entire body transformed and she took on the shape of a large dragon with emerald scales, and a loud roar escaped the beast's jaws.

"Come at me, members of the Legion!!" She spoke, her dragon voice bellowing as it traveled with the wind across the battlefield. She flew over her army, before landing among them with a soft thud. "Everyone, gather around me! We will turn this battle in our favor!" She told them through her maw of sharp fangs.


[Nayu traveled to R15]
[Nayu used Tip the Scales!]
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[DoctorDiggles]

Elta
Location: R28 > R24

[Elta(2) moved to R24]
[Elta (2) used "Just Keep Swimming" on Nayu (1)]

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[CallmeMyth]

An envigorating melody drifted upon Nayu's ears, and she gazed to her right to see their maestro, Elta. The musician's song had somehow managed to grant her even more vitality, and she lifted off the ground using her mighty wings once more. She flew toward the fort, before alighting back upon the battlefield. "We all must stand together to turn the tides of this war!" Nayu roared again, boosting as many of her soldier's morale as possible.

[Nayu moved to V24]
[Nayu used Tip The Scales once more!]​

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[SirBlazeALot]

TURN 1
Phase
Legion of Stone
Slot B starts on Wednesday July 26th at 12:00am and ends on Saturday July 29th at 11:59am. (Posting 3 hours late!)
theplasticdemon Horror Petite Rouge InsaneAsylum Necromantic Pretzel Heart theunderwolf Creek KageYuuki Mothman @BlueInPassing​

 

[Mothman]

This was it. The battle began, and the Alliance made no halt to charge towards the fort. The Legion needed that spot, it was an extremely tactical and helpful location. They couldn't lose. Remembering what she had practiced, she knew her roll. Her music, powered by a family heirloom, was her ordeal, and it would lead them to victory.

Stepping forward, she played. Played to her hearts content, doing anything she could to channel her musical vigor into her allies.

[ Whimsey moves to E29 ]
[ Whimsey uses the Active Skill, 'Forward March'! ]
[ Fynola's Mov increases by 2! ]
[ Iona's Mov increases by 2! ]
[ Mazelle's Mov increases by 2! ]
[ Naira's Mov increases by 2!]
[ Turn End ]

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[Mothman]

"Alright, ladies! It's showtime!" Charme's optimistic words fell upon mostly deaf ears, as he and many others charged forward. Ready for combat, he made sure to make sure he performed at his best. He wanted to be appreciated for his skin and gallantry on the the battlefield. Maybe it'd net him a lady, after all these years.

[ Charme moves to H24. ]
[ Turn End ]

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[Mothman]

( Post for Horror )

[ Reva moves to D25 ]
[ Turn ends ]

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[Petite Rouge]

The battle had begun. Mazelle could feel her legs trembling beneath her. Today was the first time she'd participate in a real battle. She knew that the fort was locked up tight, and that her allies would need keys to get in. One of her allies nearby didn't possess a key. It'd be best if those better suited to fight had the keys so they could get into the fort.

Mazelle slipped a Door Key out of her pouch and hurried to the sound of a gryphon squawking. "If your going on ahead then take th-" Mazelle's foot caught a stray rock, causing her to face plant. She quickly hopped back up to her feet, unfazed. "this door key. So you can get in the fort." Mazelle finished as she held the key up towards the woman riding the gryphon.

[Mazelle moves to F28]
[Mazelle trades Door Key to Fynola]
[Turn End]

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[InsaneAsylum]

Dali was ready for battle, and it was obvious that her allies were as well. One smooth skinned fellow with a lance shouted something before he charged forward. Dali ran after him. "Hey you! I'm going to help you out. You just have to let me drink your blood when this battle is over." Dali did a little twirl, her dragonstone in hand. It gave off a soft white glow, and gave the smooth skinned lancer a comforting warmth. Hopefully.

[Dali moves to G24]
[Dali uses White Warmth of Charme]
[Turn End]

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[KageYuuki]

S'Zura glanced around, her ears twitching this way and that as she tried to get a feel for the battlefield. It was easy to hear the Alliance's leader call out a loud speech before moving out. S'Zura wasn't sure how she had ended up being chosen to lead the Legion this particular battle. If anything, Ikal was more powerful than she was. Or so she thought.

There were no rousing speeches, everyone knew what needed to be done. Gripping her Beaststone, she moved to the nearest cluster of soldiers before giving the closest thing to a roar her panther form could.

A call to arms, a signal to move out, a sign that the fierceness and power of the Yuban Laguz was behind them.

[S'Zura equipped Beaststone]
[Moved to G 28]
[Used Tip the Scales]
[Emillia gets a buff]
[Fynola gets a buff]
[Iona gets a buff]
[Mazelle gets a buff]
[Afi gets a buff]

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[theplasticdemon]

Fynola was getting charged up. Realizing that this battle, or any battle she could continue to fight in, would ultimately determine her fate made her feel many emotions at once. The first was fear. Charging to the thrones in the middle of Patrium against any brother or sister she knew before the war was enough to make someone's heart pound. They'd see her, with an unrecognizable look to their eyes as their blades sliced through her flesh. Shame coursed through her veins. How did the other Legion members hailing from Alliance nations fare knowing they betrayed their families... their friends... their countries?

Even the deployment to Patrium switched off every sensitivity she had to the bloodshed to come. Seeing strange monsters roam the once peaceful lands made her hands itch for action. For something to be done. She stayed silent for the trip to the center, avoiding conversation unless it regarded the battle. It helped to forget who you were at such desperate times. Remembering who you were aided little in her training or her mental preparation.

No.

No more negative thoughts.

The gryphon rider knew the consequences of fighting for the side she truly believed in, especially against all other odds. The valiant flier had no reason for tears, neither did the brave soldier that stood beside her. Barin's scarlet orbs searched for blood that matched the colours of his eyes. Seeing the Legion commander giving the soldiers strength in the form of a mighty roar, she gripped her rapier and the reins that held her mount tightly.

This was only the time for fighting.

Her only memories of the war in her home country was having to escape slavery. Malth had become a place of brash thinking, a place where no one that disagreed had a voice. It was no longer the place of strong warriors, proud of their country. It was a place of cowardice, a place where thinking that a dangerous weapon causing a plethora of side effects and destruction, including a decimation of a race, could immediately solve your problems and bring about prosperity. Yet, simultaneously, prosperity was never the Alliance's goal.

Anyone with that thought was mad.

The second emotion was duty. To Fynola, duty was an emotion. Perhaps towards your comrades or towards your beliefs. It was her duty to make sure her proud country and the Alliance viewed her perspective with impartial eyes.

The dark haired woman felt herself grow stronger with every beat of the war drummer's tune. No longer did she feel isolated. Isolation soon turned itself to motivation, and soon to action. Reciting the plans and strategy presented to her all those days ago, she accepted the squire's key gracefully. "Thank you, comrade. May the children of Naga bless you in battle." Fynola gave a smile that was not truly there, but far ahead, past the soldiers and past the combat.

"Allow me." The gryphon rider turned to the drummer beside her, according to plan. Whoever the soldier was, the drummer, was essential for making sure their strength was adequate enough to charge the thrones. Her armoured hands grabbed her waist and perched her near the tail of the still Barin. "He doesn't bite unless I tell him to. You can call me Fynola." Fynola attempted to reassure her. An animal like Barin, with his colouring and scars, easily scared most whom were not accustomed to fighting on a mount. Double checking her saddle was secured tightly, Fyn easily hopped onto the animal in front of her. "Hold tight."

Barin let out a loud screech as he leaped into the air, dashing as fast as he could. Fynola had trained enough to enjoy the cold winds and the adrenaline that rushed through them. To the gryphon rider, true bliss was only beginning.

[ Fynola has rescued Whimsey ]
[ Fynola has moved to F19 ]
[ Fynola is planning to kick Alliance ass ]

[ Turn End ]

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[Necromantic]

The closest thing they were going to get to a speech was S'Zura roaring, apparently. That was fine by Emilia's standards, she didn't need somebody yelling encouraging words at her before battle. She already had all the encouragement she needed.

She scanned over the terrain for a moment. There... Wasn't much good that she could do from where she was. Damn, she could've used a horse or... Pegasus or.... Her eyes found a woman on a Thunderbird. Yes, perhaps that was exactly what she needed. What was the rider's name again? She... Couldn't remember.

Emilia walked up behind the woman and her bird. [Color= gray]"Hey, miss, Ah was just wonderin' if ya would mind takin' me closer to the doors?"[/color] She asked pleasantly.

[Emilia moved to E29]
[Turn end]

 

[Creek]

This was it. After what had felt like ages of preparation and travel, it was finally time for Afi to take on the great challenge of war and strut his stuff on the field of combat. As he stood intermittently staring down the enemy troops and eyeing the looming stone walls of the fortress they were to secure, however, he couldn't help but feel for the first time in his life the flutter of butterflies in his stomach. It's fine. Don't worry, don't worry too much, he thought to himself, trying to ease his nervousness. This is just like any other performance; all I have to do is dance. And... maybe fight a little. Just an audience. They're just a particularly rowdy audience... that wants to kill me. Oh gods I'm so dead.

Suddenly, a resounding roar sounded from nearby, shaking Afi from his pessimistic thoughts. Glancing to his left, he spotted the source: a powerful panther laguz, its sleek fur rippling with muscles. That was quite enough to put him at least a little more at ease; surely there could be little to worry about with such a creature on their side. Thus encouraged, though with eardrums smarting slightly, Afi gripped his lance in hand and prepared to advance. It would be unwise to break away from the bulk of the troops and into enemy territory, so he made the quick decision to advance forward while remaining hidden in the forest that lay on their side of the road. Cautiously, but with little outward sign of his nervousness, Afi made his move, joining the other troops charging forward.

[ Afi equips Slim Lance ]
[ Afi moves to I23 ]
[ Turn End ]

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[theunderwolf]

Sitting on Shae easily, Iona was coiled and ready to move. Just waiting to get the order to fly out. She was incredibly excited, Regular flights on her sibling were great but the sheer adrenal rush of finally being in a fight was absolutely exhilarating. Casually she checked her straps. Shae didn't have a saddle, so she kept herself anchored by several leather straps, with a few extra to hold down a passenger. She could probably fly without them, but prepare for the worst at all times, as her mother said. Her call came when someone below her shouted for her attention.
"Yes good!" She shouted back, language skills vanishing in her excitement, "We go to the castle yes? Tempest at our back!" She finished, gleefully singsonging her tribes warcall. Reading her mind, Shae rose into the air with a mighty flap. and took to the sky, grabbing the girl behind them gently in his massive talons. With another slight nudge he sped towards the castle, looping and spiraling to avoid enemy fire.
[Iona Rescues Emilia] Necromantic
[Iona moves to E16] S SirBlazeALot