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| Blank | Dec 28 2008, 08:39 PM Post #16 |
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The soldier was met with a knife in the gut. The man tries to remove the blade, but was too weak to continue on and started to bleed to death. The archer ground his teeth as he couldn't see or hear Kyril. His last ally finally went down, it was only a matter of time before he got double teamed. He did what he could to stand and begin his shuffle/retreat into the undergrowth and away from the combat. Ingrid remaind hidden. |
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| Psiwri | Dec 28 2008, 09:05 PM Post #17 |
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The knife hit true as the soldier went back down bleeding. Embren stood over him and drove her sword into his chest to speed up his death and lessen his dying pain. The last soldier turned tail and struggled away, making him no longer a threat. Putting her weapons away and sitting down once again Embren began to properly tend her leg, ripping some cloth off the shirt of the other soldier who was most certainly dead already to tie it up the wound. |
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| Soja | Dec 30 2008, 02:01 AM Post #18 |
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Kyril waited until he was sure the last remaining soldier was approaching his position unawares. The way he was heading, he would walk right over Kyril if the lord didn't do anything. But it wasn't his plan to be a doormat. No, he would try to scare the soldier into submission. Setting his next arrow in his bow, he stood up sharply, scaring the birds that were around in the undergrowth. His bow was pointed in the direction of the man mere yards before him. "Halt. Disarm and surrender, or I'll shoot. In the name of Kelvendar." |
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| Blank | Dec 30 2008, 04:13 PM Post #19 |
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The soldier stumbled to a halt, surprised to see Kyril right there. He clicked his tongue, his face turning into a sneer. Surrender or die. It didn't take him long to figure out the answer. Kyril was obvious some Kelvendar soldier or some sort. The soldier knew what happened after surrender. The soldier wipped out his knife and flipped the blade around and drove it into his own chest. It took a bit of effort to get it past the boiled leather. But sure enough, he dropped to the ground dead, knife planted in his heart. Ingrid slowly peeked out from her hiding spot when the sounds of battle died out. Apparently the other attacker was a man, had something to do with Kelvendar. Maybe a knight? From where she sat, he didn't look it. He looked like some sort of |
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| Psiwri | Dec 30 2008, 05:20 PM Post #20 |
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The wound was tied up best she could under the circumstances. Embren rose to her feet and limped in the same direction she was headed before the skirmish. This was also towards the bowman and the initial target of the attack. When Embren got close to the shaman she looked at her with a dull, sullen gaze, "Seems you're fine." She said flatly before limping on ahead as if nothing happened. |
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| Blank | Dec 30 2008, 08:06 PM Post #21 |
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Ingrid jumped as Embren addressed her. She cautiously watched her walk on by though. Apparently the attackers had no interest in her. Perhaps they were who they claimed to be... Or at least the man. The red haired shaman felt indebted to them from saving her from capture and probably rape. She hurried after the warrior woman. "I... Could stitch the wound for you." She offered. |
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| Psiwri | Dec 30 2008, 08:11 PM Post #22 |
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Embren paused at the offer, looking at the torn cloth around her leg slowly accumulate blood. She turned around slowly, "I'd appreciate it." Looks like it was a nice person she saved, that was refreshing. |
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| Blank | Dec 30 2008, 08:17 PM Post #23 |
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Ingrid sat down near the woman and opened her pack and pulled out some suturing materials. She carefully unwrapped the wound, while at the same time trying to keep the wound shut to minimize bleeding. The woman used a bit of water from her waterskin to wash out the wound. She used the curved surgical needle to carefully (as one could) sew the wound back together. After a little while she finished, putting away her bloodied equipment and rewrapped the injury. "... Thank you for saving me. I probably wouldn't have been able to defend myself or get away against that many of them." She said to the woman. |
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| Psiwri | Dec 30 2008, 08:23 PM Post #24 |
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The stitching process was painful and stung a fair bit, but it wasn't anything new. "It annoys me, seeing soldiers from my own country being such fools." The myrmidon expressed her thoughts on the matter. "And thank you for stitching me up." She added on, as if she had to actively remember to do that part. |
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| Blank | Dec 30 2008, 09:50 PM Post #25 |
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Ingrid offered a bit of a frown as she tried to clean the blood from her hands and stood. "Oh, what country are you from? You don't look from Alexiera, Kelvendar, or the Empire." "Anyways, I'm indebted to you, miss...?" |
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| Psiwri | Dec 30 2008, 10:53 PM Post #26 |
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"I'm not from any country, though I was from Narzgar." She said, every so slightly bitter about the issue still. "Embren, who are you?" |
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| Blank | Dec 31 2008, 12:35 AM Post #27 |
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"Oh..." Ingrid grew a little quite from the unexpected reaction. "I'm Ingrid Taylor. I was passing through to find work at one of the cities when the soldiers stopped me." She glanced back at the dying soldiers and Kyril. "... What are you doing way out here? Are you with the that man?" Edited by Blank, Dec 31 2008, 12:36 AM.
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| Soja | Dec 31 2008, 12:43 AM Post #28 |
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'That man' was just solemnly strolling up to the two women. "No... she isn't," Kyril replied, examining Embren as she was questioned by Ingrid. Then he looked to Ingrid herself, whom he saw first when the conflict was in motion. "I am Kyril, a Lord from Kelvendar. Tell me -- why were those men attacking you, miss?" He didn't ask this of Embren because he could see, clearly, that she was no push-over. |
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| Blank | Dec 31 2008, 01:01 AM Post #29 |
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Ingrid looked intregued by Kyril. She bowed to the lord before answering his question. "They told me I stole something from them. Truth be told, I never seen them before. I'm a simple witch just passing through. I don't own anything of real value besides my tome, but I never stoop to stealing. I try to find honest work, or as honest as I can find." "I heard there were bandits out here. I guess the rumor was refering to those soldiers." She looked the soldiers over. "It's odd six would come after a thief, rather than just two or three." "Anyways, I'm indebted to you as well m'lord. I'm skilled at sewing and a little magic, but I am both of your service." |
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| Psiwri | Dec 31 2008, 01:30 AM Post #30 |
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Before Embren had to put up with more questions, Kyril had arrived and spoke for the both of them. When he mentioned he was a Lord of Kelvendar, her eyes lost some of their disinterested expression. Lord meant power, power meant a job, and a job meant she could stop wandering about. So, she tried some bait. "If you two don't mind I will be going on my way as I was before." She spoke, and for the second time limped, albeit not as badly as before, in the direction she was going anyway. |
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