[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Baylee hefts her axe in a mighty toss!!!

Bartok ducks under it, and it slams into the wood of a hut behind him!

+1 EXP

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Bartok strikes at Lyander, screaming all the while!



"Ain't... Ain't no way no snot-nosed little shites're gonna beat me! D'ye know who I am!? I'm Bartok the Brawler! I've been swingin' an axe fer longer than yer ma's been jellyin' yer toast! I'm not done! I'm not done just yet!!!"

He dives; Lyander dodges, lifts his blade, and impales the Brawler upon what is, essentially, a wooden stake. Vampire or not, that's gonna be lethal.

+32 EXP

39/100 EXP



As Bartok falls, the fencer and her companions draw near. The healer draws the Laguz out of the woods with her. You're just now getting a good look at all of them. Along with the fencer - Lien, she said? - came a huntsman dressed in jaunty colors. Beside him stands a healer - her stance is quiet, guarded, nervous.



"It's good to see you all made it out alive. If... if there were other villagers who did not, I apologize. We came as fast as we could, but the most mobile member of our band was... occupied. The Revotrians approach from the north. It appears they managed a strike on Renault. If their army doesn't hold out..."

She shakes her head, shoving these thoughts away. "I am Lien. My bow-wielding companion is Carlyle; beside him is Philomel. We are refugees from out west. We fled when Achaim fell and left many behind. I know it brings little comfort, but... you are not alone in your suffering. We are here for you."

Philo nods, shaky but confident in this at least. Carlyle looks away.