07.07.3013: Annihilation on Primus
Summary: The reserve forces in action during the battle on Primus.
Date: 07 July 2013
Related: The war
Hostiles Agnes Aidan Anabethe Barton Brienne Ellinor Jarek Kassandra Nikomachos Orren Sammel Talayla Valentine 


Somewhere on Primus
Somewhere on Primus
07 July 3013

The dry, yellow plains of Primus are a far cry from the verdant canyons surrounding the Chantries themselves. They are covered in a dense moss that is several inches thick, enough to pad the ground, keep down the dust, and give the ground it's characteristic yellow color, but not deep enough to interfere with walking.
The Hostiles landed some distance from any immediate target, amongst the necropolis canyons and on an open plain. Around that plain, and the bulk of the landed transport ship, gather thousands of warriors. There are around a thousand Hostiles, and some six thousand Havenites — two thousand Chantry Guard and four thousand from the various Houses of Imperius and the Lashes. The Hostiles are encircled, and the circle is closing in, with siege blasters pounding the ship itself, and the ring of Havenite soldiers closing in from all around. Battle has been joined all around the perimeter, with little groups behind the Havenite lines serving as a reserve. Shieldwalls press from all directions, forcing the Hostiles into a tighter and tighter mass around their rapidly-falling-apart ship, but a knot of Hostiles gathers at one side of the encirclement, bulging the Havenite lines out and threatening to break them.
"Reserve Force 7 prepare to advance!" The words come into the helmet AIs or commpieces of those serving in that reserve, the brusque voice of a Citizen-born Knight Captain serving House Sauveur named Verna Simms.

Lady Sir Agnes Peake stands amid the members of Reserve Force 7, looking out over the plains in her golden armor. In her hand is a bow, a gift from Lady Aelewen, and at her hip a quiver which mechanically rotates the next arrow into her reach when she draws one out. She is lousy with the thing, but she's learned the value of feathering one's enemy with Brown and Gold fletchings before they get into melee range. "Winnie, aggressive mode, bow targeting," she orders the AI in her armor. "Oh Bother, you know you're no good with that thing, Sir," the male voice reminds her.

<FS3> Aidan rolls Psychometry: Great Success.

Battle. Real, pitched, battle. This is what Anabethe has trained her whole life for, and despite that fact - or perhaps because of it - the Khournas heir stands calmly as the battle rages, waiting for her chance to join the fray. She has a small contingent of Drakes with her, but even they're relatively quiet now, just waiting for the orders to advance.

Like many of his house Valentine doesn't really do subtle when it comes to armor, his gold(coloured) suit is inlayed with ruby red filigree that catches and reflects the light with every motion. For a languid sorcerer he has rather a good seat on his somewhat light destrier and has been watching the battle with some curiosity. At the command he swallows heavily, paling somewhat behind the faceplate of his armor but that doesn't stop him commenting in his most deliberately casual tone "Excellent, one hates to be late to the dance" he drawls as he takes a breath and with an elegant motion of his gauntleted hand sets a telekinetic shield in place.

Aidan is astride Obsidian, the reins loosely draped over the horse's neck as he's directing his steed with his thoughts. His aura is around him and distinct, the rat-like image hardened and shifting as he keeps himself armored. In hand is a normal bow, one arrow already knocked but not yet drawn. "Aunt, try to stay ahead of the others so you don't shoot anyone." he advises with a bit of a grin.

Platinum Prince, or the affectionately nicknamed 'PeePee', stamps his hooves impatiently as Kassandra urges him into place beside her brother. Her helmet is tucked beneath her elbow, but as the call for advance begins, she secures it on her head. "AI, switch to family-only comm," she orders, tuning out all but Nikomachos for the time being. The Knight Captain's orders can still reach her, of course. "Ready for this, Niky? It's for real this time." As if sensing the rising level of mingled anticipation and fear, PeePee snorts loudly and shakes his head as if telling Kassie that he is disappointed in her.

"Maya, aggressive advance. Track friendlies, target tangoes. Wait for signal." there is a soft voice, "Done." as his AI responds. Young Lord Sir Jarek stands in the group of reserves, his armor made of hexagons to resemble drake scales and leave little openings in between. Yellow-green in base, the black and red highlights. The symbol of the Chantry just below the symbol of his house on a cloth skirt that covers only the left leg.

Whoops and Talayla are towards the rear with the bow folk and such. The slightly wall-eyed brown gelding seems friendly, quiet enough. She looks quietly concerned. Unlike the flashier sorts, she has quiet colors, dark blues, blacks and such. Her armor is lighter and she has a bow -with- her (She got two for her birthday! Why not?), but she seems to opt for using spells. She blinks at Valentine, boggling at another fire dude. Huh. She quietly settles in to program her armor, lingering slightly nervously near the back. She remembers being speared. And seeing what happened. Whoops just kind of stares quietly.

Standing with the Peake contingency of Reserve Force 7 is the tall, powerful form of Sir Orren Tylos. His sword sheathed at his hip, he's favoring the menacing spear in his hand with its tip pointed upwards. Standing at guard for Sir Agnes, next to Lord Aidan's horse, his eyes scan the battlefield ahead. "Tracking friendlies versus enemies. An awful-bloody-lot of red painted out, but far more green. We've a killing field ahead, M'lords…" He says to them.

Merrymaker stands tall and assured with the other destriers, a mammoth of dabbled grey and his flanks shimmering with the metallic Sauveurian eagles, wings spread wide and proud, tattooed on his skin. He tosses his mane with a hint of frustration, his body shivering and twitching beneath the heavily armored woman who sits poised on her modest saddle. Ellinor Sauveur looks like a red-winged drake in the layers of plates and stylized helmet. The false eyes on the side of her gorget are glowing vibrant gold, and the crests that arch up her skull and fall in dreads down her back shudders slightly in the dry Primus breeze. She speaks softly in her helmet, "Syrus, track enemy numbers on indicated flank." And a precise and elegant masculine voice replies confidently with, "As you request, Sir."

Nikomachos sits astride his black destrier, knight and mount alike armored in plates of red-bronze and gold, shining in the bright light of the sun. He leans forward a touch, taking up his lance from his squire, "Now get on back with the others." Because some squires are just shy of ready for full-out combat. Looking to his sister on one side, his betrothed on the other, he nods his head, speaking first through the speakers in his helmet, "Now this is the way to go to war." His left hand reaches out to rest briefly on Ellinor's shoulder, then withdraws again, the fiery blaze of his hard light shield sparking up at his left vambrace. "AI, remove tags for friendlies and foes outside of one hundred meters unless they are approaching." Switching over to the family channel — with Ellinor carefully included — he responds to Kassandra, "It's been for real for a while now, Kassie. Doesn't make it any less terrifying. Let's see if we can stick together this time, yes?" His usually-light tenor might be a little tight, but that's to be expected, perhaps, with nearly a thousand enemies still on the field.

Astride her own mount, Windstorm, Brienne sits tall and straight, her gaze quietly assessing her surroundings. The visor of her green tinted helm is still lifted, the remainder of her armor the same, metallic green colored. "Mark friendlies," her murmur to her AI is spoken softly. Seeing the battle up ahead, she flips her visor down and when the unfriendlies are marked, the sheer amount is staggering. Ready for battle, she has to do the same as Niko and have the numbers knocked down of friendlies and foes.

Unlike his siblings, Sammel isn't currently on his horse. After the last time he was in a battle, he made sure to leave No Name behind and bring his poleaxe to this party. Taking a few moments of thought as he hears the words on the family channel, he smiles. "You guys stay safe. And when you need someone with a big scary polearm to save you, just let me know, okay?" That done, he gives some quiet instructions to his own AI, as he gets himself ready for the battle now. "Time to get this done, it seems…" he mutters to himself, as he moves one hand to make sure nothing's wrong with the head spike of the weapon.

Barton does ride on his own horse somewhere in the midst of people. Taking a look around. His horse a large horse as well to carry his knight. Hence his name, Giant. Barton's gaze do sweep over those gathered as well as looking ahead. Grinning as he spots a familiar person, riding near Brienne. "Long time no see." He offers to her while his gaze is being attentive.

Agnes grunts at her AI and her nephew both. She nods to Sir Orren and murmurs, "Keep them off me when they move into melee, so I can draw my sword." She nocks an arrow to the string of the bow but does not yet draw it. "And I order you both to come home from this breathing still. You know how I despise paperwork."

Begins over open comm a prayer to the Knight for courage and strength, to the Sage for wisdom and insight, and the rest of the Six for their blessings. "Mind your step folks, let\s make sure our boys and girls out there know we have their backs." he waits for further orders from Captain Simms, but still draws forth his claymore. It's an impressive monoblade, set into a reinforced deformed small drake claw. The talons arching upwards towards the blade and the imitation scratches flowing down it.
"Reserve Force 7, we are to stop the breakout attempt with extreme prejudice. Support one another, and plug that gap. Pick your targets and advance!" Knight Captain Sir Verna Simms snaps out orders even as the bowed Havenite lines finally crack, leaving a hole in the lines that Hostiles immediately begin to pour through. There's a crackle over the comms as the Knight Captain switches channels, evidently addressing another reserve group and getting them into position. It is up to the twenty or so knights, nobles, and others in Reserve Force 7 to stop this breakout.

"You are all safe cousins…" comes Valentine's drawl over the Cindravale channel "…we are all -far- to pretty to die" he finishes. Spurring Buttercup a little closer to Talalya he lifts his rather flashy staff in a salute to his fellow awakened "Pleasant day for it my lady" he offers, sounding entirely casual, before falling silent to move into position.

Ellinor smiles softly behind the visor of her stylized drake helmet as she hears Nikomachos's voice in her ears. She turns her head toward him at the touch to her shoulder, and she reaches up to gently touch his wrist before she focuses at the bulge of Hostile forces. Merrymaker rears up slightly with his own anxiousness, perhaps embodying the very tension that Ellinor has buried deeply in her gut. He cuts one of those massive hooves against the yellow sacred earth of Primus, and there is a distinct impression that any moment he might leap forward and charge… but the connection he has with the Knight on his back maintains a hint of reserve. Then the orders come through, and Ellinor lifts her head. "Bet you I can take down more Hostiles than you, Kassie," Ellinor says toward her fellow Lady Knight.

"…" Talayla blinks, kind of watching Valentine as he salutes. She … waves. Boggling. "Hi! Um. Sure. It is kind of nice… dusty …" She smiles anxiously and goes with it. She seems friendly, if direly introverted. She nods and smiles.

"Understood, Sir Agnes." Orren replies with a bit of bloodlust to his voice. He takes a step forward and angles his spear just a slight bit forward to be able to be dropped down at a moment's notice to stab at anything trying to get between himself and his leading knight. Psyching himself up for combat, he rolls his shoulders and sways his head from side to side, working out the kinks. The crush hasn't started yet, but when it does, he'll be on the defensive.

Kassandra grunts as the soft, female voice of her built-in AI informs her that Ellinor Sauveur has been added to their comm. It was oversight at best, and unintentional, but how does one go about apologizing for forgetting about their brother's fiancee? Before she has time to contemplate it, the order to advance is given and Hostile targets pop up on her screen. "I bet you have that dream every night, Ellie," Kassie retorts in amusement over the comm, as nudges Prince into movement. "But at least you'll have Niky to console you after I win."

"Which one of us ended up in the hospital?" Aidan reminds his aunt. "Remember not to block swords with your chest this time." Obsidian turns to give him a better view of the assembled enemy and he picks out one of the ones with a crossbow. Take out the ranged weapons first.

Nikomachos smiles at the touch to his armored gauntlet, his breath steadying a little and his voice relaxing a little, "Hurry up, Sammy. I'm going to have to look out for both of these two while they're trying to outdo one another." And then the order comes in, and he spurs the flanks of his destrier, Erinye, the black monster leaping ahead as if running down the length of the lists. Nikomachos sits up in his stirrups a moment, holding his lance high, the ribbons trailing from the head whipping in the wind of his passage. His next words ring out clarion-clear through the speakers of his helmet, "For Glory!" House words and all. As he approaches the enemy, however, he sits back down in his saddle, couching his lance under his arm and picking a target with foes close by on either side.

When Barton rides near her, Brie offers him a friendly smile. "Hi. Sure has been a long time since we squire together. You're looking better than ever. Let's go kick some Hostile ass and catch up after, if you want? Heard congratulations are in order." Though she doesn't linger with the conversation, they're almost to the battle and her lance… well she tucks it just under her arm and readies herself for action. "Team up on them?" The question is tossed towards the Ibrahm.

Barton nods as he listens to Brie. But in much the same way as her he don't get to offer much before they are near the battle, nodding to Brie. "I'll ride next to you." He assures, his maul held in his hand as he heads towards the enemies. Staying rather calm as he rides. Heading straight for the enemy.

"Working on it. Just know that you will see when I've arrived, Niko." Sammel's words comes a bit lightly as he makes his way forward with the rest of the people on foot. "Good luck, all of us." Shaking his head a little as he does, looking to see where he's needed to step in.

Talayla smiles a bit, looking to Barton. She glances to Valentine. "I think I can help with your target," She nods. She seems less flashy, but somehow in awe of all this flashy, flamboyantness. Maybe they can shine the Hostiles away. Yeah. Or something. She and Whoops keep carefully and quietly towards the back.

Jarek sees the gap and hears the command to move in. "Maya, commence. Cross target nearest tangos with nearest friendlies. Lets keep our own safe." the soft voice responds and Jarek begins to move in with the rest of the infantry, claymore held in an aggressive fashion.

"That'll be us, kids," Anabethe says over the Khourni channel, eyeing the row of knights. "Same as usual. Let the mounted run through them and be ready to clean up the mess they leave behind." There's humor in that, right? Maybe. Kind of.

Bursting through the Havenite lines, the Hostiles rush forward, a few of them slowing to engage the cavalry while others rush to catch up, or keep running, evidently aiming to sweep past the cavalry and into the following infantry.

<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile25 with Psychometry - Light wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile28 attacks Talayla with Bludgeon - Serious wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Hostile20 attacks Barton with Bludgeon but Barton DODGES!
<COMBAT> Sammel passes.
<COMBAT> Jarek passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Kassandra with Great Bludgeon but Kassandra DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Agnes with Crossbow - Light wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Hostile24's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile23 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile21 passes.
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile26 with Sword - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile20 with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Left Arm.
<COMBAT> Anabethe passes.
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile25 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile22 with Lance - Moderate wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Nikomachos's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Kassandra attacks Hostile27 with Lance - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile3 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile29 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Ellinor with Sword - Moderate wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Valentine with Crossbow but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile25's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Nikomachos with Sword but Nikomachos DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile2 attacks Brienne with Sword - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile2 with Lance - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile24 with Bow - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile23 with Bow but MISSES!

<COMBAT> Hostile2 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Talayla has been KO'd!

<FS3> Ellinor rolls Riding: Success.
<COMBAT> Talayla spends a luck point to keep fighting!
<FS3> Talayla rolls Riding: Good Success.

Valentine holds his gold and blackwood staff up towards the sun in a flourishing gesture, the light catching from the ruby at the tip, the same ruby that starts to glow, joining the filigree symbols across his armor. Licks of flame seem to erupt as his aura ignites and forms into… er…butterflies? In all the colours of flame simply butterfly type shapes swirl around and around as he brings his staff around the pour from the tip and descend in a bright and glittering, fiery arc down to one of the hostiles with a crossbow. It may look impressive and showy but it only seems to scorch the creature’s gauntlet. And then suddenly there is one right in his fellow awakened's face. “You alright my dear?” he says as lifting his staff up the entire thing seems to burst into flame.

Jarek growls slightly when he sees an indication on his HUD that one of theirs gets hit hard. He silently respects Talayla for her strength and he moves up to take on her aggressor. "The Devil would be too good for you!" He calls through his visor at the thing and he moves in with his blade.

Sir Agnes lifts her bow and her helmet AI begins tracking target trajectories for her. She zeroes in on a Hostile with a large blade, triggering the rangefinder and adjusting the sights. She pulls back the string to her ear, holding the draw for the space of a breath, then loses her arrow. It soars across the field, to whiff right past the Hostile. "Damn," she curses, as she drops the bow and draws her greatsword, heading for the same monster she just missed.

Merrymaker bursts forward, giant hooves pounding aggressively against the ground as Ellinor allows her destrier to finally commit to the charge. Her orange shield bursts to life from her vambrace, and she brings her drake-headed bastard sword to bear as she rides alongside her betrothed. She clashes swords with the first of the Hostiles, though her weak wound to it is rewarded a rather serious slash across her hand. She already feels the first blood well up in her gauntlet, but she ignores it as she prepares to maintain her engagement with this particular target as Merrymaker releases a fierce whinny.

Obsidian stands rock steady, letting Aidan aim without needing to compensate for the movement of his horse. Those fighting on foot rush past him to engage the enemy but he stays back where he can put his bow to best use.

Battle meets, and Anabethe and the line of Khourni infantry with her rush forward in the wake of the cavalry. The mounted knights can have the first pass, but the infantry will barrel after them in force, ready to meet their ancestral enemy.

Talayla's aura is darker, more reminiscent of the grasping deaths, the voids of sea. Maybe Hostiles just really don't like krakens or whatever. Talayla's spell falls short on the Hostile's armor, but then suddenly, it's hammertime and she coughs as there's a loud CLONKTHUD and she's hit. She looks grateful towards Jarek and Valentine, though she's reeling a moment. Whoops has managed to wriggle just enough to keep him and Talayla up. Good ole wall-eyed gelding. "'m fine thank you both." Her words are a little squished together, and she appreciates the support from the duo. For now, she decides to keep bothering the crossbow chap.

The initial volleys come and go, and all Orren knows is that he and his Lords of Peake are safe. Unable to see the dying and the dead, save for the ones before him, he lofts his spear in the air and bellows his war cry. "Peake!" Bloodlust taking over, he charges forward alongside Agnes, spear lowering for a vicious stab towards the Hostile, using his forward momentum as added weight to its tip.

Once the charge is given, Brienne charges forward with her lance, cutting the first Hostile in her path down. She looks back to see how the others fared, but then another catches her attention and she has to grab another weapon.

Kassie grunts with the impact of her lance, and although not visible, she grins wickedly at her HUD. Well-versed in his duty, Platinum Prince carries Kassie well past the target after she hits, and she readies her lance for another pass.

Moving in next to the Khourni, Sammel makes his way a bit more aggressively forward now, going in with the spike on the head of the poleaxe first, as he heads straight for one of the Hostiles. "Hey, time for you to go down…" he mutters, trying to see if he can spike this now.

Barton rides hard as he swings his weapon to the enemy, managing to hit and stay out of the way from the enemy’s weapon. Grinning as Brie brings one down, "Nice." Though as Talayla get hit there is a brief moment of concern before noticing that she is alright. Turning to ride for his enemy again. His hammer held high as he rides in for another hit.

Nikomachos drives his lance into the weapon-hand of his target, the thump of the butt of his lance into his armpit triggering the holoprojectors atop his shoulders. Fiery wings burst into holographic life from Nikomachos' shoulders, unfurling several feet into the air as he rides past the Hostile, the fancy shot into the creature's right wrist effectively ending any attempt at a counter-blow… at least immediately. "Everyone still with us?" The words come out as the Cindravale blows out the back of the Hostile surge, slowing Erinye in preparation to wheel around for another charge.

The Hostile breakout pauses as the cavalry slams home, the cohesive mass of Hostiles breaking up and turning into a scattering of individuals. Several of those swing at their horse-riding tormentors once more, while others clash into the infantry following behind. Those who had ranged weapons pull out hand weapons instead of stopping to reload, rushing through the fire of arrows and psychometric missiles to get to grips with their foes.

<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Orren with Spear - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile28 with Psychometry - Critical wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Hostile20 attacks Barton with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile26 with Sword but Hostile26 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile29 with Polearm but Hostile29 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile23 with Spear - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nikomachos finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Kassandra finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Hostile29 attacks Sammel with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Kassandra with Great Bludgeon but Kassandra DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Sammel with Greatsword - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Nikomachos with Sword but Nikomachos DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Aidan with Spear - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile20 with Bludgeon - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile25 with Psychometry - Serious wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile28 with Greatsword - ARMOR on Right Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile28 attacks Jarek with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Ellinor with Sword but Ellinor DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Valentine with Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Agnes with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Anabethe with Polearm but Anabethe DODGES!
<COMBAT> Brienne finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile21 with Polearm - Critical wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile24 with Bow and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Abdomen.

<COMBAT> Valentine has been KO'd!

Agnes has a crossbow bolt stuck in her breastplate. What is it with Hostiles and her chest? The chaos erupts as any semblance of organization disappears from the enemy. She leaps at the Hostile she's targeted, swinging her greatsword at its neck with a roar that gives reason to her byname. The creature moves to slash at Sammel, and her blade cuts into the thing's stomach instead. Another Hostile turns on her and slams a bludgeon into her chest. It bounces off, harmlessly. "Steady!" she cautions Orren, as she swings again at the sword-wielding Hostile.

The Drakefire Knight ducks an incoming sweep of a sword, feeling her heart catch for just a moment before she turns Merrymaker about in very close quarters. The horse kicks out his hoof aggressively, which only seems to inspire Ellinor in turn. "We're all here," Ellie grunts over comms before she sets up to sweep her blade across the offending Soldier. "For now."

Barton can feel the enemies bludgeon hitting his chest but with the moment of his mount he swings his own, "It's hammer time!" He offers before sending the Hostile backwards with his hit. Doing a bit more damage in return, letting out a bit of a grunt at the hit to himself though. Just continuing to go for his enemy.

Running deep into the fray, Anabethe picks the first Hostile she can reach. The AI on her suit marks targets, the screen exploding in information and lights for her to digest. But her focus is on the Hostile in front of her. It swings a poleaxe, and the Khournas heir drops to her knees, sliding through the grass beneath the shaft of of its weapon to slam the scythe-like blade of her own halberd deep into its chest cavity, spattering her with Hostile blood.

Orren's spear cuts in, deep, as he crushes into combat beside Agnes, though through the bramble of arms and weapons a spear comes through and bites into Orren's armor. A pained snarl hisses out of his speakers as he immediately lets go of his spear and brings up his shield. Shouldering in towards Agnes' attacker, he tries to keep his shield to defend the both of them as he snaps his sword into hand and starts to hack away.

Jarek calls in over the comm to Talayla, "I need you to see to that sorcerer." His tone isn't having fun in it right now. The psychometric missile cause the hostile to reflex and its armored arm swats his blade away. He shakes his head, and presses the attack. "Anabethe, I need you to aid Sammel, keep him alive." again, a now argument tone, it's battle after all.

After destroying her first target, Brienne charges forward, locating the next one, to try and do the same, aiming towards the chest, she intends on impaling the Hostile as rapidly as possible.

"Now now that is just rude…" Valentine chides the Hostile that attacked Talalalaya, the flames around his black and gold staff burning brighter and brighter. Beneath his mask is a feral grin that ill suits his usual elegant poise. The motion of his staff is almost delicate, but the sharp line of fire it draws across the creature’s neck is not. He twirls his staff dramatically as he poses on his horse in a position of elegant triumph "Let that be a lesson to you young…erk" as he is hammered down from his horse by the hostile he failed to notice advancing on him, his brightly glowing form extinguished as he falls down with a clatter of armor.

Aidan sees the Hostile rushing him too late to do much of anything except release his arrow at the one he'd been aiming at. Getting speared int he arm no doubt caused him to miss his target and a quick thought to Obsidian cause the horses to wheel and the gallop away. Aidan's not stupid, he's not suicidal, and he's not going toe to toe with a Hostile. That's what knights are for. Run like the wind, Obsidian.

<FS3> Talayla rolls Riding-2: Failure.

"Do I look like I've got a target painted on me, you idiot?" Sammel growls at the Hostile he was going up against, as he gets a hit to his chest, wincing a bit now. Moving to swing at the enemy again, just as another Hostile hits him in the arm. Moving for the first one now, Sammel's using the axehead side of his weapon to try slicing the enemy a bit.

Nikomachos slaps aside the Hostile's attack as he rides away, then wheeling Erinye around to scan the fight. He puts heels to horse once more, and the destrier leaps forward, his lance dropping down as the glow of his cousin-of-some-sort is extinguished, "Val!" He's not going to let the creature that dropped a Cindravale finish him off, so he rides forward to draw the thing's attention. "If someone can get to Lord Valentine to see if he's alright…"

"That really is rude," Talayla looks worried as poor Valentine gets bopped like a mole. "Whoa-" Time to try to get down to help poor Valentine. She's watching out for Hostiles and not to get stepped on by poor Whoops or Val's horses. She winces, noticing poor Barton get hit. "Got it!" That to Jarek. It's just - slightly - slow going getting down safely without getting hammered, speared, stepped on or what have you.

With the help of 'Prince, Kassandra manages to dance out of the reach of the Hostile's weapon, cackling loudly as it *whiffs* by her. Once she is carried out of reach, she wheels him about and readies her lance for another pass. For a moment, the mingled messages over the comm pass through one ear and out the other, so focused is she on doing damage while simultaneously alive. Niky's voice cuts through, however, but she is already charging again.

The Hostiles leap wildly at those on horseback, getting enough air to cut at heads and shoulders as well as legs and feet. Those on the ground don't much worry about such tactics, ducking, dodging, parrying, and striking out at their Havenite foes. The Hostile attacking Aidan lets the horseman ride off, turning back into the swirling melee.

<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile25 with Lance - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nikomachos's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Agnes with Bludgeon - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Nikomachos with Sword but Nikomachos DODGES!
<COMBAT> Valentine passes.
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile24 with Sword - ARMOR on Left Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile28 with Greatsword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile28 attacks Jarek with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Kassandra with Great Bludgeon but Kassandra DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Nikomachos with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile20 attacks Barton with Bludgeon but Barton DODGES!
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile23 with Polearm - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Aidan passes.
<COMBAT> Talayla passes.
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile29 with Polearm and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kassandra attacks Hostile27 with Lance - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile29 attacks Sammel with Greatsword - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Ellinor with Sword but Ellinor DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Sammel with Greatsword but Sammel DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Anabethe with Polearm - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear but Orren DODGES!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile26 with Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile3 with Lance - Moderate wound to Left Leg (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile20 with Bludgeon - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Hostile20 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile28 has been KO'd!

Again Barton rides with his large hammer held high. Avoiding getting hit by the enemy to land a powerful blow to the Hostile to more or less shatter the chestpiece and send the enemy flying back and down. Glad to have dealt with that one and then turning to search for a new target.

"Oof. C'mon Whoops." She keeps her horse near her, so he's not a factor in the chaos. Talayla is on solid ground now, and stands. She moves to help Valentine up. "C'mon now. Don't uh, go out or - something. I'm bad with fire metaphors." Her aura is gone for now, and she's going to reach to help him, though she's quietly regretting. Her eyes water a bit. Freaking RIBS. "Okay, yeah, hammers hurt." Wince. She'd be in awe of Barton, though she can't say so for now. It's scoopin' time.

"On it!" Anabethe replies to Jarek's order, twisting to pull her blade out of the Hostile's chest. "Mark Sammel." As one of the figures lights up on her AI, she twists and turns to go after one of the Hostiles attacking the Valen knight. Despite it's wounds, though, her first opponent isn't yet down, scoring a blow across her chest plate that brings a wince, even as Anabethe returns the favor on the Hostile attacking Sammel. "You know, you could stand to be less popular, Cindravale," she mutters, trying to square her stance to deal with both Hostiles now.

PeePee is on top of his game today. Kassie exhales audibly as the graceful destrier dances just out of reach, practically taunting the Hostile with his owner's presence. Her lance strikes true again, and the young Valen whispers a prayer to the Knight to keep her going. Lifting her vivid blue light shield in protection, Kassie brings Prince around to prepare for yet another pass.

With a poorer aim this time than the last, Brie charges forward to the Hostile she is currently attacking and manages to do some marginal damage while avoiding the spear the same Hostile wields towards her. With a growl, she moves to make another pass at her target, determined it will fall.

Once Aidan gets away from the immediate melee and the Hostile that attacked him is left behind, Obsidian turns as he surveys the field of battle. Rising in his stirrups, he takes aim again, adjusting slightly as his AI updates him on wind speed.

The great-sword wielding hostile is more nimble than Agnes expected. Her sword flashes over the creature's head as it ducks, and she is smacked in the chest with a bludgeon from another one. She leaps back, then spins and slashes her blade at the sword-bearing monstrosity once more.

The dance between the destrier and ground-based Hostile continues as Ellinor continues to evade the soldier's blade while also trying to slash hers through its defenses. She manages — this time — sending a deep slash acrosst he Hostile's front that at best will leave a mark on its sinew armor.

Fighting alongside Agnes, Orren enters a dance of hacking and dodging, trying to keep his shield for both his and Agnes' benefit, but there's just so blood many of them. A spear rushes in again, but this time Orren is able to lean back in time and bat it away with the lip of his hard-light shield. He steps forward and with a snarl he brings his heavy sword down in a chop, but does little more than spark against the armor of the Hostile he's fighting.

Jarek barely digs his blade into the neck of the hostile, from the other side but apparently the magic cut deeply enough that the thing just crumples to the ground. He moves on deeper into the fray now, he'd go help Agnes but she can take care of herself and it would be poor battlefield tactics to put two lieutenants on the same side of the field. His target picks itself for him. "The rest of the soldiers, move in to plug that gap like the Captain ordered!" this intended for what regulars were with them, now to the rest of the reserves, "Okay folks! We have a few injured friendlies keep on your toes, mind your step, and watch out for each other as best you can. I'm buying when we're done here." encouragement is always a good thing.

Missing his own attack, and taking a hit in return, Sammel winces a little as the hit focuses on one of the fingers he took a hit to the last time. "Ow…" There's a brief pause as he hears Anabethe's words, turning to offer her a quick nod, before he attempts to stab the Hostile with the spiky end of the poleaxe again. "Not my fault that I've always had that effect on people?" he remarks to the Khourni a bit lightly.

Nikomachos guides Erinye through the melee, catching a sword-blow on his shield as he maneuvers for a charge. He thunders past Talayla and Valentine, clipping the Hostile looming over them with his lance and sending it spinning around. Once more, the holographic fiery wings spread out behind the Phoenician's back, and he leans aside from another sword-slash from the just-lanced Hostile. "Someone cover Lady Talayla and Lord Valentine!" Because he's riding far too hard to pull back immediately.

The Hostiles continue to press forward, switching targets as Havenites come within reach and leave. The one looming above Talayla and Valentine steadies itself just in time to raise up its sword to attack the Awakened and then have an armored knight on a destrier come rumbling toward it, drawing its attention.

<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear but Brienne DODGES!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Talayla attempts to rally Valentine and SUCCEEDS. Valentine is back in the fight!
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile29 with Polearm but Hostile29 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile24 with Sword - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile22 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile29 attacks Sammel with Greatsword but Sammel DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Barton with Sword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Ellinor with Sword but Ellinor DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Agnes with Bludgeon - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Sammel with Greatsword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Jarek with Sword - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile21 with Polearm - Light wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Valentine passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Kassandra with Great Bludgeon and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Anabethe with Polearm but Anabethe DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear but Orren DODGES!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile25 with Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile3 with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile23 with Bow - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).

Jarek trades blows with his new target, his own strike digging deeper than the hostile's attack to him. He grins inside his helmet, "Knight, lend me your strength, Mother lend me your care so that my attacks his truer and harder." with that, he takes up striking again at his prey.

Agnes' sword slams into the Hostile's head, and blood fountains from the wound. She finishes her spin to be slammed in the chest again with a bludgeon. Thankfully Sir Orren's work has kept the damage to a minimum. She uses her momentum to step in and try to shove her blade up into the creature's head again.

"Talayla!" Ellinor abruptly calls over the din as she swings Merrymaker around, shrugging off the Hostile who appears to swing around to handle Barton. She instead is focusing on the one about to take a rather brutal blow against the young Orelle. Her destrier rears up, kicking out his feet just before Ellinor sweeps her sword down in an arc that slices straight down against the Hostile's back.

"Thanks, Peake!" Anabethe calls across the comm as Agnes and Aidan both lend assistance with the spare Hostile on her and Sammel. She sways back out of the way of a Hostile's pole arm, swiping at its hand in turn and giving it something else to focus on. "You holding up, Cindravale?" After a chance to catch her breath, stolen by the last blow, she squares herself more aggressively, going after the wounded Hostile that seems determined to take her down with it. "Go DOWN already, you hodgepodge fuck."

Phew. Talayla manages to help poor Valentine up. "There you go," She nods. She stays near Whoops, unable to mount back up just now. She lifts her head at her name, eyes widening as the hostile gets sworded but good by Ellinor. "Lady Sir Ellinor! Thank you!" She's a well mannered Orelle at least, as she helps heft Valentine to his feet. "See, there you go. Now you can set things on fire gleefully again." She's an optimist. Now it's her turn to get her wizard on, curling her fingers. Her aura is a bit darker, the dark blues, purples and blacks of deep space and ocean, far away and foreboding. Kind of spooky, really.

Barton gets sword to his neck. Luckily not getting damaged by it but it does cause his own attack to get weak. Trying to help her. Then turning to face the sword wielder, "Come here you!" He offers. "Smash!" Riding and preparing to swing his hammer.

Valentine lays sprawled with his iridescent cloak spread beneath him like butterfly wings. At first he doesn't seem to respond to Tal's poking and heartfelt words, but at last there is a soft groan and a muttered "Did someone get the name of the Ramship that hit me…" he mutters as with the help of his fellow awakened and his staff he levers himself up to his feet. He takes the time to offer Talayla a graceful salute of his staff "Why thank you my dear, much appreciated. And as for you…" he says with a glare to the hostiles "You are very much off my guest list this season" he declares, then lifts a hand a little weakly to salute Ellinor as she rides to the rescue of his rescuer.

Kassandra holds Prince back for a moment as she takes a breather, swinging her head back and forth to take in the spread of friends and foe alike locked in battle. But the Hostile within range, the same that hasn't managed to outmatch her destrier's speed, is not taking time to gander. It is hard to tell whether the repeated misses are stirring it into a rage, but it's only a matter of moments before he picks up on the timing of horse and rider. Kassie's brow draws inward angrily, and she settles her lance into place before sending her mount forward with a loud, wordless order to attack.

Aidan lowers his bow in order to take stock of the battle, seeing who's in trouble, who doesn't need help. "Any time, Khournas." he comms back. "Meet you at the Warehouse after the battle!" The one he just put an arrow in is a stubborn bastard but likely to fall soon so he switches targets.

If there's anything Orren knows, it's how to fight a spear. Constantly guarding Agnes and the one that's trying like HELL to kill him, Orren tactfully decides when and where to strike. Fighting two on his side at the same time, he squares his back to Agnes and cuts in, running his sword into the chest of the one attacking his Lord. A satisfying snarl echoes from his helmet as he wrenches his sword back with a twist and waits to attack once more.

Unfortunately, while ending up avoiding getting hit by the Hostiles, he doesn't hit anything either. And so Sammel moves in a bit more aggressively, trying to use the heavy side of the poleaxe head to smash some part of the Hostile. A brief chuckle as he hears Anabethe's words, he answers. "Took worse when squiring with you guys, you know," he remarks.

Just barely is Brie able to miss that spear from the attacking Hostile and she aims at the enemy, prepared to do more damage and hopefully take it out. When she realizes Barton is there besides her, helping, she grins, announcing to him on the comm. "Nice arm."

Nikomachos wheels around his destrier around, scanning the tags floating over the fighting figures. He shoulders aside a falling Hostile, lowering his lance at one of the Hostiles assaulting his younger brother. "One more charge, then I'm getting stuck in. For glory!"

The Hostiles are starting to fall, the edges of the Havenite lines starting to draw back together again, but another wave of Hostiles pulses out of the encirclement and into the swirling melee.

<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Agnes with Bludgeon - Serious wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile22 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Sammel with Greatsword - Light wound to Left Hand.
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile29 with Polearm and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile24 with Sword - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile25 with Sword - Light wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile26 with Bludgeon but Hostile26 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile24 with Bow - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword - NEAR MISS!
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile24 with Psychometry - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile25 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile29 with Lance - Serious wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nikomachos's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Kassandra attacks Hostile27 with Lance - Critical wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Kassandra's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile30 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile29 attacks Sammel with Greatsword - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Kassandra with Great Bludgeon and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Barton with Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Ellinor with Sword - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Jarek with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Anabethe with Polearm but Anabethe DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile202 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile201 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear but Orren DODGES!
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile3 with Lance - Serious wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Brienne's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile21 with Polearm - Light wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Agnes has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile27 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Sammel has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Agnes spends a luck point to keep fighting!
<COMBAT> Sammel spends a luck point to keep fighting!

Barton chuckles as he hear Brie, nodding to her although shifting to have to focus on his opponent. "Anytime, Brie." He offers to her over the comm. Turning to send his hammer towards the Hostile, though the bugger is fast. Avoiding him and getting a decent hit to himself. Going to swing his hammer again.

Pain. Fire followed by numbness in Agnes' right arm has her swing going wide of the Hostile. The one that seems intent on killing her struck her a strong blow. She recovers, staggering for a moment, before feeling returns to the aching limb in a rush of agony. She roars as she once more tries to take down the stubborn hostile she's been attacking.

Ellinor sweeps her sword around just as Merrymaker spins, and she slices her sword across to disarm the Hostile that threatens Talayla. Almost simultaneously, the destrier slams his hooves down onto the Hostile's chest, pinning it while Ellinor finds herself another more aggressive target.

The Elite Hostile that Brienne is fighting keeps trying to get her with its spear and as of yet, she keeps managing to avoid the attempts. Her own does some serious damage, but still the Hostile doesn't fall. Hearing the soft laughter, she glances back to Barton and smiles again. "Same to you, let's knock it down so we can move on."

"Uh huh. Not the face, not the face!" Anabethe helpfully teases Sammel as she dances with her Hostile opponent once more. She skips back from its attack, slicing at its hand once more. "Aren't you done bleeding out yet?" she mutters at the Hostile, eyes narrowing on the damaged hole in its chest.

"Good gods, look at what he did to my armor. And I am covered in dirt" Valentine says, seemingly more angry at that than you know, the wound to his chest. He slams his staff down into the ground as bright fire bursts forth to wreath his golden form. He levels his staff at the one that knocked Lady Agnes down to the earth "Say goodnight…" he whispers as he whirls his staff around with a theatrical flourish and a blast of fire knocks the hostile down into a smoking crater "Are you alright Lady Agnes?" he calls out over the sounds of battle.

Jarek swats the hostile blade away and draws his own in downward slash over the thing's chest drawing a deep enough wound. Then he sees the new enemies swirling into their little vacationing spot in chaos, he calls over the comm "We got a big one coming in folks, watch it. Team up, take these bastards out swift as you can. "Jarek then makes another attack at this target, he'll draw attention to him once it falls.

Kassie's mount surges forward with her order, eager to help take down the opponent. So when her lance hits home in its neck, separating the head from the body at least partially, Platinum Prince takes a moment to grind the carcass of the Hostile into the ground beneath his hooves before carrying Kassie away. "AI, lock on nearest target," the Valen orders in a growl, and when the closest one lights up on her HUD, she nudges Prince to the side to line up with the Hostile.

"… oh, bummer." She seems sympathetic to Valentine. And still grateful to Ellinor for the assist. She looks worried hearing Valentine call for Lady Agnes. Talayla seems vaguely frustrated as her spells seem to ruin their polished armor. C'mon. She watches Barton and Ellinor attack, so she can take her opening. Leviathan, a hungry beast of envy, barrels forth for epic water based headbutts. Beats getting slapped with a sea horse, one supposes.

"Next time concentrate on the one actually attacking you, aunt." Aidan chides on the House channel. "Orren could use a hand as well." The Hostile attacking their knight is his next target.

Not the face indeed. As there's glancing blows to both of Sammel's hands, the one hitting his right hand hitting straight over one of the fingers that had just healed from the last time he was in battle, and causing him to drop his weapon. Ducking down and getting hold of it again, he tries chopping at the legs of the nearest of his attackers.

Orren lets one in, cursing at himself as he can barely maintain the two targets at once. As Agnes is hit, HARD, and the Hostile before him dies, he reaches out with an elbow to steady her and help her keep in the fight. "Sir AGNES." He barks out, a momentary bit of concern ringing out over the comm-system. Seeing that she's still stabilized, he turns back to the fight at hand and roars, bringing his sword down in a wide, biting arc to try to clear the way.

Barton does offer a grateful look as the one that threatened Talayla get dealt with. Though focusing on his opponent, giving a nod to Ellinor as she comes towards him to help with his own enemy.

Nikomachos plants his lance in a Hostile's stomach and leaves it there, wheeling Erinye about and drawing his sword as wings of holographic fire rise from his shoulders once more. When the Hostile he just speared with his lance, he shakes his head, "Seriously? Fine then! I'll have to do this the hard way." He turns his horse around looking down to Sammel, "You okay down there, little brother?"

As Hostiles continue to fall, that second wave hits the Havenites, bowing the lines outward once more and threatening to pop out the plug that the reserves have put in the breakout attempt.

<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile29 with Polearm - Serious wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Anabethe with Polearm but Anabethe DODGES!
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile26 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile29 with Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Hostile30 attacks Jarek with Greatsword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear but Brienne DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Jarek with Sword but Jarek DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile202 attacks Aidan with Bludgeon - Serious wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear but Orren DODGES!
<COMBAT> Brienne finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile21 with Polearm - Serious wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile200 with Bow - Light wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile200 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile200 with Sword - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile22 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile29 attacks Nikomachos with Greatsword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Barton with Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Sammel with Greatsword - Light wound to Left Hand.
<COMBAT> Hostile201 attacks Kassandra with Polearm but Kassandra DODGES!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile26 with Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile26 with Bludgeon but Hostile26 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Aidan has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile29 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Aidan spends a luck point to keep fighting!
<FS3> Aidan rolls Riding: Great Success.

Jarek takes the hit to his stomach just in time to dodge around the other's attack. He lunges into his current foe, blade digging deep but not enough it seems. He'll handle these two, however "Hey! Who's freed up? Come to me." and with that he takes back his blade and preps for the attack.

Agnes's sword slams right through the Hostile's throat, out the back of its neck. The creature slides back off the blade and falls to the ground as she turns and sees her nephew take a serious shot to his own neck. "AIDAN!" she yells, rushing his way and leaping at the Hostile who attacked him, swinging her blade around hard.

Even while Merrymaker might be on the brink of headbutting the Hostile on the ground, Ellinor swings that massive and impatient horse around to charge at the Hostile target still engaged with Barton. She swipes her sword up its back in the same gesture she had before, though this time she draws some of that red, coppery blood, sending a wash of splatter over her shoulder even as she prepares for another sweep simultaneously.

"You know, Jarek, we might need more babysitters for Cindravale, here," Anabethe jokes across the comm, checking over her shoulder to make sure Sammel isn't actually down for good. "Oh, never mind. Got his big brother to save his ass." A sidestep takes her clear of a Hostile attack, while her own return strike slices across its throat in a spray of blood. And still it doesn't go down. "Swear to the Knight, I always get the stubborn ones."

Barton continues to miss but with Ellinor's help and the enemy focusing on him they manage to at least injure him. Nodding to her a bit. Shifting around to go for another attack. Giant moving around steadily. Trying to keep the attention of the enemy to open up for Ellinor.

Reinforcements! And Aidan doesn't notice till he takes a mace to the neck. Obsidian, being the well trained stallion he is, sidesteps to help keep his rider in the saddle then gallops off as he's telepathically directed to run.

With surprise, Brie manages to avoid the spear swinging Hostile, and she takes her own turn now to aim carefully, wanting to dispatch it so she can move on to the next. Only one down so far at her hand, she berates herself.

All Agnes needs to do is say his name. Shield up and at the ready, he turns his head to see Lord Aidan under attack. He steps back defensively, pitting his shield towards the Hostile he has been fighting. Guarding himself and his Sir Agnes, he side-steps over to Aidan and twists the sword in his grip, coming to his aid.

No rest for the weary. Kassandra is unaware as she maneuvers Prince into place that a Hostile from off to the side is closing in on them. The destrier is, however, quite observant, and the knight can hear the whoosh as the polearm misses them by scant inches. "What the fuck?!" she barks at the unexpected maneuver, managing to keep her seat despite. Backing her mount to line up a shot, Kassie readies her lance and urges PeePee forward to take on this new obnoxious target.

Valentine's destrier stands patiently by his side, trained to ignore the fiery bursts from the Cindravale Sorcerer it keeps something of a guard as the man himself switches his attention to the breakoff group of reinforcements. Again he twirls his stafff as his aura grows further, the flames giving birth to a horde? Flock? Whatever of burning butterflies. They swirl around him as he raises both hands up, then casts them down in a dramatic gesture to send them forth…and burst harmlessly into small puffs of smoke against the Hostiles armor "Well, that was a lot of build up to be such a let down… disturbingly akin to my love life" he laments.

And there's yet another hit to his hands from a Hostile, which turns out to be part of the undoing of another of the Hostiles now, as Sammel's swing ends up changing direction, going into the abdomen area of the one he was attacking. Getting his poleaxe free again, he shrugs a little at Niko's words, "I'll be fine as long as I keep my gauntlets on, at least," he remarks, getting back to his feet now. Anabethe's words makes him shake his head a little, "Oh? It's too big a job for you?" he remarks, a bit lightly. Moving for another of the Hostiles, he once more attempts to ram the spike on the head of the weapon into the Hostile's gut.

Nikomachos rides around behind the Hostile attacking Sammel, cutting down and into the creature's back. "Hah!" Erinye whirls at Niko's direction, knocking the battered corpse to the ground. Snorting at Anabethe's words, he responds, "Looks like we're done over here, Sir Anabethe, how is your target doing?" Jarek's call causes him to lean low over Erinye's neck, urging the black monster toward the Young Lord's attackers.

Talayla stands near Valentine, her own spells - splatting against armor. "Yeah, I guess it's about now I'm glad I'm not a dude or there'd be so many short icecicle jokes…" She remarks quietly. Her Leviathan apparently donked off the Hostile's armor. For now, she turns to try to help Jarek, who is getting ganged up on.

Once more, the retreating horse carries its rider out of Hostile arms, and it turns back to the melee itself, trying to cut their way out of encirclement as well.

<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile200 with Psychometry - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Anabethe with Polearm and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile30 with Psychometry - Light wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra attacks Hostile201 with Lance - Critical wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Kassandra's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile22 with Greatsword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Barton with Sword but Barton DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Nikomachos with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile202 attacks Ellinor with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Left Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile3 with Lance - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Brienne's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile26 with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aidan passes.
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile21 with Polearm - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile202 with Sword - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile22 with Sword - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile30 attacks Jarek with Greatsword - ARMOR on Right Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile201 attacks Kassandra with Polearm and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile202 with Sword - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile21 with Polearm - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile202 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Hostile202 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 has been KO'd!

Jarek gets in a light slash across his target's chest before twisting so his other opponent's strike deflects harmlessly off his tassets. He nods to Nikomachos as he rides in to help him, and glances at the bigger hostile with a mild curiosity as something psychometric hits it. He still focuses on the wounded gimp.

Apparently, you hurt Agnes' kin, and you get your damned arm chopped off. The Peake Knight nearly removes the Hostile's limb from its body, watching it fall and giving the corpse a boot to the head for good measure. Then she wheels on the one attacking Orren with its spear. There is fury in her eyes as she leaps at the things hurting her family and friends.

"…and sadly my dear that is what she said" Valentine quips to Talayla, his languid voice having just a hint of strain. Just as well his helmet has a visor, to hide how pale his skin is as unused to injury he struggles with the pain and to control his psychometric fires. He seems to take a different approach, this time he slams his staff down into the earth with a crack like thunder. A line of pure force ripping through the earth beneath slams into one of the approaching creatures, armor and cybernetics crunching under the impact "Now that is a little more like it" he says, idly brushing some dirt from his armor.

"Oh, you know," Anabethe sighs dramatically at Niko. "Looks like one of those new models that must not need blood or internal organs. Sort of removed most of those." Another dodge, another blow, and finally the Hostile goes down with a growl of approval from the Khournas heir. "Right then. Next!"

There is a harsh reverberation that is felt through her armor as the Hostile's bludgeon slams into her arm. She immediately disengages, pulling her horse around to slash through the faceplate of the Hostile's armor, and then she nods in appreciation as she is helped by the tall Peake woman. "Sir Agnes…" And then she does not pause, already searching for her third target.

Managing to hit that Hostile at least a little bit, Sammel smiles. "Next?" he remarks to Anabethe, before he looks around again, moving for another of them now.

Oh geez. Talayla's eyes cross. She's pained, too, likely bruised like a banana at a fencing meet. The melee folks seem to be swarming the larger ones like badgers in a ball pit, so Talayla opts to help keep the lils of their back and to help keep one from bothering Jarek. A white, ice wolf chomps into its face and she's lining up another spell. Considerably less impressive than earthquakes and fire, but spooky in its own right. Don't hate, glaciate.

Her own weapon clashes midair with that of the Hostile which, while saving her also makes her miss her own attack! Brie turns her horse around preparing for a better aim for her next attack.

Paydirt. Orren's sword cleaves in to the large Hostile, at least enough for him to be sure that there's some breathing room. He can see the spear of a Hostile graze over his shoulder for a thrust meant to him, and he knows there's little time left. He turns on his hip and shoves out with his shield, forming a combined assault against the once-Human in an attempt to get it off of his back. He's been lucky so far, or skilled, and has focused on everyone else's attacker. It's time he's rid of his own.

Aidan croaks something then clears his throat a couple times before trying again. "Nicely done." Take that, bastard. It's just good manners to return the favor so he goes back to trying to put arrows into the one attacking Orren.

Kassandra's aim is spot-on today, and she plunges her lance into the chest of her Hostile foe as Prince practically flies past the enemy. She manages to wrench it free in time and narrowly avoids the swing of the creature's polearm. Her destrier takes her safely out of the Hostile's reach and wheels about, allowing Kassie to line him up for another pass.

Nikomachos parries the Hostile's sword, laughing easily as he slashes down at the Hostile in turn, "I think I have his attention, Sir Jarek." The blade bites into the creature's arm, although not a great deal, "And they're rather annoying like that, aren't they, Sir Anabethe?" Erinye snorts at the Hostile, biting at its face, but the Hostile reels out of range of the warhorse.

Barton ducks under a swing and his hammer comes low on the Hostile. Sending him back and down. Dealing with him swiftly now. Looking around to turn Giant to find more. Riding and keeping eyes open. Riding to help Brie again. Turning his hammer in his hand and heading for the spear wielder, "I declare you guilty!" For anyone being geeky enough they might recognize it as a catchphrase from the comic hero, The Hammer. The hammer wielding judge.

Jarek in a last second decision, he changes course and turns to face the bigger target. Niko's on his horse, the pony boy, but he's got the other's attention so it's time to show off a little Saimhann swordsmanship.

The Hostiles continue falling, the time having reached its high-water mark and slowly beginning to recede.

<COMBAT> Hostile30 attacks Jarek with Greatsword but Jarek DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile30 with Psychometry - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile30 with Polearm but Hostile30 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile22 with Sword - Light wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Kassandra finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile30 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile201 attacks Kassandra with Polearm but Kassandra DODGES!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile22 with Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile3 with Bludgeon - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile201 with Polearm - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile200 with Bow - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile200 with Greatsword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile3 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Right Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile200 with Sword - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear but Brienne DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Nikomachos with Sword but Nikomachos DODGES!

Damn good armor that Hostile has. They need to study it once they kill it. Aidan readies another arrow and fires.

"It's pretty rotten," Anabethe agrees with Niko, turning her attention to a stray Hostile. "Now, now, play nice with the Valen," she chides it as it goes after Kassandra, sweeping her blade across its chest and slicing through the armor. "They don't like it when you scuff their shiny armor."

CLANG! Agnes' greatsword bounces off the Hostile's armor without so much as denting it. Either she's weaker from blood loss or this thing has one heck of an armorsmith. "Steady!" she calls out again to her Peakes.

Damn good armor that Arboren has. Managing once more to dodge an attack, Brienne takes the time to take careful aim at the Hostile she'd been determined to take down for a long while now. Still, she manages to stay mostly unharmed, knock on all sorts of wood.

Jarek likes his decision, and that he's spent his life training in the Drakes and is faster than he looks. He dodges the attack and brings his sword down in a nice spinning arch to the side of the elite's head. Kinda like a much sharper and more headache cause Gibbsmack, of course Jarek wouldn't have any idea what that is so to him it's just a wonderful if not as powerful as he'd like strike. "Thank the Knight!" he says forgetting open comm is still on. He pulls back his sword to make for a lunge this time.

With an elegant flourish Valentine tosses his staff to his other hand and then starts to twirl it above his head. Wounded ribs be damned, if something is worth doing it worth doing with a certain style. As he twirls actinic flashes of lightning start to form on the carved runes, then dart between them until the bright blue flashes light up his golden armor, mixing with the butterfly flames of his aura, the build up and up and then he spins the staff down around his body and levels it at the creature, bright bolts of lightning shooting forth to wreath around it's armor for no visible effect "Hmm" he thoughtfully "Bit of a flash in the pan that one"

Fighting back the pain of his own wounds, Orren keeps his place beside the other Peakes and joins in on the hacking of the Hostile. Now facing it, shield before him, he winces as his armor stops an attack from its spear. With less room to maneuver, he has to be more careful. "PEAKE." He barks out to it, putting some force into his next thrust…

Before Kassandra can get quite clear, the Hostile takes another stab at her. If only the damn thing would biff it and fall on its own weapon, giving the Valen knight a reprieve. But no, its swing misses the mark by a thin margin, giving the girl enough time to ready her next charge. Prince rears for a moment as it backs away, lashing out at the Hostile with his hooves to keep the creature back. When he has calmed enough, Kassie readies herself for yet another pass. "You have the right of that one, Sir!" comes her voice over the comm, eager and almost even happy. It's easy enough to be giddy when one is still unscathed.

Finally! Some revenge! Say what one will, but water and ice seem to work for Tal. The seahorse spouts water at it and gives the Hostile's ribs what for. And it FINALLY breaks through the armor. Talayla looks relieved, staying near Whoops. She also has to admir Barton and his work. "Yeah, their armor is really good…" She remarks quietly to Valentine.

Nikomachos guides Erinye around in a tight circle, aiming to cut the Hostile off from the rest of the herd, so to speak. When Ellinor approaches, the Valen flashes her a grin behind his helmet, "Ready to show them how we d — " he hesitates just a moment at the sight of blood running from her gauntlet, then forces himself to continue onward, " — do it, Ellie?" The Hostile's blade glances off his flaming shield of hard light, and then he brings his blade down on its shoulder, denting in armor and drawing further blood.

Managing to miss the Hostile trying to take down Jarek, Sammel frowns a bit as he steps a bit backwards, and then tries ramming the Hostile again, with that spike from his weapon once more. "Time to die, Ugly," he calls out to it.

Doing a good job it does seem that the Hostile on Brienne is getting ambushed by several people. Barton being one of them. Doing his best to attack the enemy.

"As always," Ellinor returns to Nikomachos with a flick of her draconic head. She is not having to dodge or avoid any incoming attack as she focuses on the target that is after her betrothed. She slashes her sword outward, catching the hand of the Hostile just as it attempts to strike out against the Valen.

<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Nikomachos with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile200 with Bow - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile30 with Polearm - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile200 with Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile30 attacks Jarek with Greatsword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile3 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile30 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile22 with Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra attacks Hostile201 with Lance - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile30 with Greatsword - Light wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear but Brienne DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile201 attacks Anabethe with Polearm and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile22 with Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile3 with Lance - Critical wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile3 with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Left Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile201 with Polearm - Serious wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile200 with Greatsword - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Hostile22 has been KO'd!

"Is that luck? Or great armor!?" Agnes barks out at the Hostile she and Orren, among others, are still trying to bring down. She keeps swinging at it, praying silently to the Knight for strength.

Jarek laughs at the brute, pulling his sword back from his failed thrust to nick its hand and draw some blood. Then the damn thing's sword clangs off his chest, "Hmmph." Jarek snorts and moves into attack again.

"Yes my dear lady, but it so terribly, terribly -ugly-" Valentine replies to Talalya, making it sound like ugly accoutrements are the greatest sin imaginable. His voice is growing in strain as he struggles against pain and controlling the forces at his disposal, but he keeps his stand languid, casual as he lifts a hand up for several of the fire butterflies to alight thereon. He raises his gauntlet up and blows a kiss towards his chosen hostile, a stream of fluttering fire following his breath to explode against the creature in gouts of fire.

"Bloody thing's got some sk—AARGH." Orren yelps as his arm is suddenly stabbed by the Hostile's spear. His footing falters but he holds true, furiously ramming his sword into its chest out of vengeance. The blade comes back slick with blood as he rights his arm and tries to stab at it once again.

Kassandra sends the Hostile spinning, and Anabethe follows up with a strike to its hand that weakens its grip. "Also, they're very bad at sticking around to finish things," she continues educating the Hostile about Valen, a grin flashing behind her helmet. "Always hitting and running away. I know, it's enough to just break your little, piston-filled heart, isn't it?"

Ah, well, can't win them all. Kassandra's strike is a glancing blow off the abdomen, but hopefully is enough to pile on the damage to everything else the damn immortal creature can take. As she's riding out of range, she narrows her eyes at Anabethe's joke and wheels about, raising her lance in her fist and shaking it in mock anger. "Watch what you say, sir! My lance might slip right off of its head and poke out your eye instead." She readies for another pass after the jest has come and gone.

Triumphantly Brie manages another serious attack to the Hostile she's been fighting, but still… it doesn't fall! Growling she draws back her weapon and goes for another good aim, instead of attacking right away.

"Stand still, dammit! Let me get a clean shot at you!" Barton grunts out as he fails to do any damage. Turning and Giant doing a good job of carrying his rider and that armor of his. Indeed a powerful horse.

Nikomachos slaps aside another sword-stroke with his shield, and as the Hostile reaches up to try again, he cuts into the creature's rib-cage, keeping its weapon up high so that Ellinor can finish it off. Wheeling Erinye around, he raises up his sword, looking about. Seeing Jarek still fencing with his opponent, he spurs his destrier toward the other Hostile, "Pleasure doing business with you, Ellie."

"Stubborn…" Sammel gets out as he moves for that same Hostile again. Turning a bit to get out of the way of the creature, he spins around, using as much of the available space necessary to gain momentum with the axe blade.

Ellinor has to laugh, the noise ringing softly through the vocorder of her helmet. She draws Merrymaker up into a rearing, which allows him to easily turn to charge toward the Hostile stubbornly fighting against her Khourni friend. "As to you, Sir Nikomachos," she says dutifully before she heels her horse to charge at Anabethe's target.

Hmm. Valentine is flamboyant to the nth level. This baffles the less flashy Orelle, who smiles and nods. "I see. It is pretty mean," She looks over to Barton, concerned. For now, she pulls up another spell as armor once again foils her. Her eyes are white, aura up. And another icy wolf launched off, streaking along. She seems impressed by Barton, though, but she's distracted by this Hostile right here. Talayla's luck is a little low today.

The Hostiles launch themselves forward in desperation, throwing caution to the wind to try a last-ditch effort to break open the nearly-closed gap in the Havenite lines.

<COMBAT> Hostile3 attacks Brienne with Spear but Brienne DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Orren with Spear - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile201 with Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile30 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile30 with Polearm - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile200 with Sword - NEAR MISS!
<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile30 with Sword - Light wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kassandra finishes reloading.
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile30 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Hostile30 attacks Jarek with Greatsword but Jarek DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile201 attacks Anabethe with Polearm but Anabethe DODGES!
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile201 with Polearm - Light wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile3 with Psychometry - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile3 with Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile3 with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile200 with Bow - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile200 with Greatsword - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Hostile3 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile30 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Orren has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Orren spends a luck point to keep fighting!

Agnes' blade nearly slices through the Hostile's neck completely, but by some act of whatever gods it worships, the creature still stands. "Time to finish this," she growls, and stabs at it once more.

"But he's pining for you!" Anabethe calls back to Kassandra, HUD marking the charge of another mounted knight. "Ellie, always good to see you," she says as she steps to the side to make room for the charge and using a thrust from her halberd to pin it in place for the Sauveur's attack.

The spear comes in again, and this time it stabs Orren in the chest, biting deep. If not for the swell of bodies, the Knight of Peake would have fallen to the ground, but is able to lean back against one of the others until the spell of black dots in his eyes goes away. His vitals, on the networked signals, spike and nearly bottom out. He's hurt. Bad. Too pained for words, he brings his shield up to defend himself and tries to find a way through its armor…

There is a flash of her drake-headed bastard sword as she charges forward, slashing upward to send another spray of Hostile blood toward the holy heavens of Primus. She laughs slightly through her vocorder. "I didn't think I would need to save you, Beth… you've lost your touch," she goads.

Jarek laughs again, waiting to see what everyone does, and still keeps the thing's attentions. "Hey shiny metal ass, you haven't hit me once!" and he proves that by thrusting his sword through its chest and then deftly dodging away and watches it fall to the ground in a heap. Then he's on the move again, "If you didn't already think to, form up on the rest and take them down."

Plink plink plink. Aidan's arrows have been bouncing off the Hostile armor like so many pine needles. Hooking his bow onto his saddle, he asks Obsidian to move forward into range. A flicker of flame appears on his palm and then takes the shape of a bird which flies toward its target.

While Brienne was dodging the attack of the Hostile, she misses her own attack, but picking up on her shortcomings, the Ibrahm seems to have her covered and as the Hostile falls, dead, she lifts a gauntlet covered hand in triumph. Fine-a-damn-ly.

Valentine's eyes narrow slightly in concentration as he watches the melee hordes descend viciously. One hand rests on his staff, holding it out at the appropriate elegant angle as flames run up and down along the blackwood "Hmm.." he muses, his other hand wavering as he tries for a clear shot, and then at last gets a chance, a pencil thin tendril of fire shoots out to score across the back of its hand "Well better than nothing one supposes" as he watches it smashed down to the ground "Ouch, that will leave a mark"

Kassandra's laughter is audible, and Platinum Prince prances for a moment as more Hostiles hit the ground. He stomps merrily on remains as Kassie brings him back into line, but she pulls back as Ellinor draws near to charge as well. In deference to the woman's position with her family - or nearly - the young Valen dips her helmeted head toward the Sauveur and gestures her forward. Clearly she means to allow Ellinor first try at decapitating the thing.

Seeing as the one Hostile he was helping people take down finally goes down, there's a bit of a yell from Sammel as he charges forward against one of the others, attempting to use his speed, and the spike of his weapon, to pin the Hostile to something now.

Barton sends his hammer down on the neck of the Hostile. Most likely breaking something as they go down into a pile. Giving Brie a thumbs up. "That worked out well." He offers to her as he turns Giant to try and offer help against the last of them. As well as perhaps drawing a bit closer and in front of Talayla to shield her.

The crunch of ice and armor is heard from the Hostile as Talayla's spell joins a sword in the thing's chest. Crunch! Talayla is staying near Whoops, looking towards Barton now and then. She looks relieved as most of them seem to be dodging. Poor Orren! Talayla looks worried for the man. Nikomachos also gives it a good spearing, and finally it falls. Talayla looks to Valentine and nods. She smiles as Barton draws near. She's happy not to be a Hostile because man, that hammer.

Nikomachos once more uses his sword to catch an incoming attack, slashing into the big Hostile's right hand as it tries to swing down at Young Lord Saimhann. He nods to Jarek, riding up alongside Ellinor and Kassandra, "Did you need a hand, Sir Anabethe? Seems like this one's taking you a while… Cindravales and Sauveurs to the rescue." There's a pause, "And others."

<COMBAT> Nikomachos attacks Hostile201 with Sword - ARMOR on Right Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kassandra attacks Hostile201 with Lance - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Kassandra's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile200 with Sword - Serious wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Talayla attacks Hostile200 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Jarek attacks Hostile201 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile201 attacks Anabethe with Polearm - ARMOR on Left Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile200 attacks Agnes with Spear and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Barton attacks Hostile200 with Bludgeon - Light wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile200 with Psychometry - Light wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile200 with Greatsword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Valentine attacks Hostile201 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Left Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Sammel attacks Hostile201 with Polearm - Moderate wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile200 with Sword - ARMOR on Right Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Ellinor attacks Hostile201 with Sword - Serious wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Anabethe attacks Hostile201 with Polearm - Serious wound to Chest.

<COMBAT> Hostile200 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile201 has been KO'd!

"Rescue?" Anabethe protests. "I'm just keeping it busy for you. You know, Khournas know how to share." And keep it busy she does, holding the Hostile's attention as its weapon clangs off her leg. A final, vicious thrust spears it through the chest, and she braces herself hard as a shield wall to keep the Hostile in place for the incoming attacks.

Agnes hacks another bit of that neck away from the Hostile as numerous combatants descend on it. She's spattered in blood and her right arm is beginning to give out on her. The greatsword drops into her left hand only as she stands, panting, on the battlefield. "Sir Orren, Aidan, report."

His aim was a bit off, but Sammel manages to hit the Hostile in the arm, quite well. Getting his poleaxe free, he looks around carefully now.

(Someone please add the end to this?)

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