Ophelia Barrows & Gaius de Leon
Location: Halamead
Interaction:
Orikanyo (Magnus) Fred Colon (Merin) The Smiling Monkey (Zeinab) Hexblood Bandit (Vrogak)
Mentioned: KennethPhoenix18 (Aielwin)
The crowd of town folks pushed passed the half-elf and paladin, screams and cries of panic and grief as they watched their homes burn, Gaius seemed frozen as he watched the distant figure of the general fade against the hills. His jaw clenched, attention quickly turning back to Lady Almasi. "Run, join the citizens in city hall." He commanded as a familiar three-toned whistle hit the air. Fen'dral came to his feet, the wolf quickly turning to grab the hilt of Gaius' longsword. Picking it up, the beast scanned the crowd and found the paladin, his paws thundering against the cobblestone to reach him. Only seconds passed before the wolf was by the man's side, allowing him to make his sward before running off to find his master. Pulling the sword up, he raised and turned it just in time to block an attack from one of the soldiers. "Go Zeinab!" He called. It was clear that these people were not checking for the difference between local and visitor.Location: Halamead
Interaction:
Orikanyo (Magnus) Fred Colon (Merin) The Smiling Monkey (Zeinab) Hexblood Bandit (Vrogak)
Mentioned: KennethPhoenix18 (Aielwin)
Ophelia used Magus as a cover, a wave breaker of sorts to get through the crowd, sticking close to his back before she could break away and find her bow. Her and Gaius' supplies were where they remained, her faithful complaining guarding them until she slid down to avoid a stray arrow, coming to a stop just behind the bench. She grabbed her bow and quiver, slipping her short sword onto her belt as quickly as possible just as Fen'dral let over the bench. His jaws closed around a soldier's arm, causing a scream to leave him as Ophelia dipped aground the bench. She brought her bow up sideways and brought it down over the soldier's neck, pulling back as Fen'dral kept his grip on the man's arm. It only took a few seconds for the man to give in, falling unconscious away from Ophelia's grip.
Gaius brought his sword down, metal against metal clashing as the blade hit helmet. His opponent crumpled, allowing Gaius to find his partner. He was fortunate she was not to far away and he was able to get to her and her wolf quickly. "We need to help these people Gaius." He nodded, Ophelia counting how many arrows she had. He nodded without skipping a beat.
"High ground or low ground?" He asked, chasing the elf to look up and obverse her options. She didn't have many, but down the street just a little was an untouched building, separated just enough the blaze hadn't reached it yet.
"High ground, get me up there," The woman spoke, pointing to the building. Gaius nodded, and the two began moving. Once they reached the house in question, Gaius sat his sword against the wall and Ophelia stepped up into his hands. And with one swift move, Gaius had tossed the small woman up onto the roof. She landed on her feet, settling quickly as she notched an arrow, and took aim. She released it, the arrow finding it's mark in the exposed knee of an soldier trying to sneak up behind her new orc friend with the foxtails. As Ophelia began to disable targets and leave them vulnerable, Gaius and Fen'dral joined the battle.
As Gaius closed the distance, he was soon in the presence of the dwarf from earlier. Who was now singing? But battle songs were common and often heard on the field of battle from both sides. Gaius had plenty of experience with them. His focus was on their flank, watching the soldiers try to find an opening between those two and the old, grotesque looking orc nearby. There was only one opening, and a bold man decided to take it, his sights set on Vrogak. But the wolf pounced on the man, knocking the soldier into the nearby wall.
As attention was briefly on the wolf, another man tried to take over the dwarf, Gaius turned quickly and swung over the short man, hitting the soldiers with the broad side of his sword to make space before drawing back and sending a thrusting blow into his side before swinging low to knock him down. The wolf then pointing on the downed man as well, slamming his head against the ground to knock him unconscious. Another arrow flew by, landing in the shoulder of an archer taking aim.