07.12.3013: Pruning In Arboren
Summary: A force of Arborenin and friends ambush fleeing Hostiles — and are ambushed in return.
Date: 10 July 2013
Related: None Directly
Hostiles Viannea Aidan Agnes Jeremy Llacheu Tristan Aelewen Declan Kaedin Orren Brienne 

Somewhere in the Arborenin Woods
A game trail with a hunting blind nearby.
12 July 3013

<FS3> Viannea rolls Stealth-2: Failure.
<FS3> Aidan rolls Stealth+1: Great Success.
<FS3> Agnes rolls Stealth-2: Embarassing Failure.
<FS3> Jeremy rolls Stealth+1: Good Success.
<FS3> Llacheu rolls Stealth+1: Great Success.
<FS3> Tristan rolls Stealth: Failure.
<FS3> Aelewen rolls Stealth+1: Good Success.
<FS3> Declan rolls Stealth+1: Good Success.
<FS3> Kaedin rolls Stealth-1: Failure.
<FS3> Orren rolls Stealth-2: Failure.
<FS3> Brienne rolls Stealth: Success.

<FS3> Jeremy rolls 9: Success.
<FS3> Jeremy rolls 8: Success.
<FS3> Jeremy rolls 12: Great Success.

<FS3> Orren rolls Alertness: Success.
<FS3> Llacheu rolls Alertness: Good Success.
<FS3> Agnes rolls Alertness: Success.
<FS3> Aidan rolls Alertness: Success.
<FS3> Kaedin rolls Alertness: Failure.
<FS3> Aelewen rolls Alertness: Success.
<FS3> Jeremy rolls Alertness: Success.
<FS3> Brienne rolls Alertness: Good Success.
<FS3> Tristan rolls Alertness: Good Success.
<FS3> Declan rolls Alertness: Good Success.

Modern communications are a major boon for coordinating far-flung forces. Small groups of Havenites have been directed to the fleeing Hostile forces, including this group with the Young Lord Arboren himself. A group of eight Hostile soldiers have been spotted, and this group sent out to set up an ambush ahead of them. The location was chosen due to a broad hunting blind in the low branches of a copse of trees, overlooking the trail the Hostiles seem to be following. Luckily, there's also thick brush below the trees, providing some cover for the melee-loving members of the group. The trail runs right before the blind, with thick forest on either side of the trail. The Hostiles are moving steadily, not hurrying, but not lingering either, and they are closing on the ambush spot.

"Winnie, full agro mode. Targets in red, friendlies in green, family in gold. Find me a melee target, hold for Lord Declan's word." Sir Agnes Peake is on the ground in the bushes, trying to be quiet, and failing to do so in a thousand ways. Her helmet's AI clears its non-existent throat to note, "Sir, you do realize that you're making enough noise to wake the dead? Stop fidgeting." Agnes grimaces as information scrolls on her HUD, marking Sir Orren nearby in gold, as well as her niece and nephew. The rest of the contingent are marked with green dots.

In position with the others of House Peake, Sir Orren Tylos stands with his spear-head pointed to the sky and his helmet ratcheted into place by the highly technological systems that govern it. Inside of the helmet, the ambush point is a wash of pale wilderness, a soft green outline over the bodies of the friendlies, and a layer of red prepared to wash over the enemies. Just like Sir Agnes, his house is marked in Gold. Deathly silent and still, he communicates with his housemates through their internal channels. «M'lords and Ladies. It's an honour again to fight alongside you. They won't escape us here. Not bloody today, I'll wager.»

Aelewen is almost eerily still, with additional bits of foiliage added to her camoflagued armor she looks like just another bunch of leaves. Moving slowly she pulls and knocks an arrow, her HUD marking targets as she looks down to the moving hostiles then slowly she raises her bow and pulls it back, taking time to aim down at them, letting the channel chatter wash over her.

Kaedin has his back to a tree, mostly out of plain sight with his armor's color scheme matching the forest. His six foot long greatsword is held in his hands, point touching the ground as he waits for the time for the ambush. "Apex, Agressive Mode, closest target is primary, Allies that need aid take preccidence, make THEIR targets primary." He says as he sets up his HUD. «Three days ago it was Ice, today it's forest, good luck.»

Aidan's armor blends in perfectly with the trees but he has yet to knock an arrow, waiting for the first hint of the Hostiles. "I can hear you from up here, Aunt." he points out on the Peake channel. Do try not to end up int he hospital again." Not that he's one to talk really but he refused a hospital bed in favor of limping home.

Llacheu is up in the blind with others of his House he serves. The Sergeant's scout armour is set to blend into the woods even without the blind and he has his compound bow ready in hand. He is very quiet, still, as he listens and watches for signs of the approaching enemy. If others are less quiet, he might wince but otherwise keeps it to himself, ears and eyes sharp. This archer is patient, relaxed and used to waiting while vigilant. One might not know this was his first Hostile engagement though he sweats a little in his armour. The arrow he has knocked is not yet drawn. Llac awaits a clear target and orders.

Declan is leading the rangers personally, while the veteran Peake knight leads the infantry contigent below. In the trees, where he and many of his ilk are most comfortable, he waits crouched behind the blind, the greens and browns of his armor (and trademark Arboren hooded cloak) blending in easiling amidst the greenery, aided by whatever programming to match their colors more precisely to the foliage. "Sir Agnes," he speaks quietly into the communicator of the armored mask worn beneath his hood, "launch your charge as soon as we release the first shots. Ranged detachment, hold to fire until you have your targets. We're in the advantage up here, no reason to rush your shots."

Jeremy kneels in the blind above the trail, the mottled surface of his scout armor blending into the camouflage netting covering front of the blind. Behind his helmet's visor, his eyes go all white, spectral leaves and branches spreading out beyond the extent of his armor and waving slowly as if in a non-existent wind. His crossbow is locked and loaded, the butt clasped up to his right shoulder as he tracks the target with slow, steady movements. The sounds and bulk of the armor below cause him to frown, but he doesn't make any comment.

Present up in the blind, Tristan has chosen to just wear a skinsuit instead of his normal armor today. Having his bow ready, he looks around for a few moments, nodding a bit at Declan's words. He's trying to be quite silent, although he is unable to hold back a sneeze now. "Sorry…" he mutters, before he goes back to full readiness.

Vi's not exactly the quietest fighter type out there but she seems to be just fine with that. It isn't that she's trying to go out of her way to be noisy, of course. She just knows where her weaknesses and strengths rest and stealth's something she's still working on to perfect. Sword in hand, she follows along, silent outside of her footfall.

Brie isn't in one of the blinds. Despite being Arboren, she had trained with the Cindravale and she used a sword much better than she used a bow. She's got her feet on the ground, wearing her aggressor armor that blends with her environment. Her friendlies are marked and she's got her blade drawn.

<COMBAT> Viannea attacks Hostile22 with Greatsword - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile22 with Spear - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Tristan with Crossbow - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Hostile27's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile23 with Bow - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile21 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile27 with Crossbow - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Jeremy's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile28 attacks Viannea with Great Bludgeon - ARMOR on Left Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Agnes with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Brienne with Sword but Brienne DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Orren with Greatsword but Orren DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 attacks Kaedin with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 attacks Tristan with Crossbow - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Hostile21's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile13 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile11 passes.
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile21 with Bow - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile21 with Bow - ARMOR on Left Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile28 with Bow - Serious wound to Head.
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Agnes with Polearm - Moderate wound to Abdomen.
<COMBAT> Hostile12 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile10 passes.
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile24 with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile22 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Chest.

<COMBAT> Agnes has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile21 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile22 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Agnes spends a luck point to keep fighting!

"Copy That Lord Declan," Agnes murmurs into the command comm. She toggles to the ground forces comm and relays, "Hold position, then go in when the archers fire the first wave." She readies her weapon, both hands adjusting on the lengthened grip of the bastard sword. "Steady," she notes to her family, the words of their House. When the first arrows are loosed, she crashes thunderously out of the brush and leaps at a Hostile, sweeping her large blade at its neck. The creature moves at the last second, but she still manages to crack open it's armored chest and release a spray of blood. Then two others are on her and she staggers back from a blow to her chest, getting a polearm stuck through her lower back as she stumbles onto it. She feels her knees go weak, then she manages to growl angrily and slide off the polearm, back to her stance.

Kaedin comes out from the trees and right for the one with one of the crossbows, taking an aim at it's neck and watching his head lop off before side stepping another attack. He then notices Agnes getting heat from the warning from his armor's HUD, and he moves over to give her a hand, by being brutal to another Hostile/

As the sneeze ruins the ambush Aelewen's eyes narrow in irritation. She takes another breath to calm herself, holding it and releasing. She frowns the most she loses, the experienced archer guessing the results as the arrow skitters off the armor. Calmly she pulls and nocks another arrow taking aim back down once more.

As members of House Peake fall upon one target and fells it Viannea can't help but to grin but the smpire behind her visor is short lived as she sees her aunt yet again get hurt. Makes a pang of guilt hit as she managed to be protected by an attack by the grace of the six and her armor. Growling angrily, she goes to attack yet another target, trying to keep them off of Agnes.

Llacheu edges very slightly around, crouched in the blind and moving very quietly until he's got a good, clear shot on the one he's chosen. The woodsman lifts his compound bow and draws the fletching back, back… until it brushes his jaw and his fingers come all the way back to his ear - as far as the length of the arrow will allow him to draw it. Breathing normally, grey eyes focused on his target, he holds his shot a fraction longer than some and only once others release does he follow suit! Llac's first shot nails his Hostile a solid hit to the head! He might smile but his helmet hides his face as he smoothly draws another arrow. A quick glance to keep tabs on the movements of others and their status as he readies at once for another shot. Question is, same target or another?

Aidan's eyes narrow as his aunt takes two good hits and staggers. Not good. Not good at all. Drawing another arrow, he knocks it and carefully focuses on the Hostile fighting his sister. No more Peake blood will be shed in this battle. It's kind of a prayer.

At the sight of the first Hostile nearest her, Brienne already has her blade drawn and as she swings it, it clashes loudly with that from the Hostile and they effectively block each other. With light steps, she moves out of range only to lift her sword and swing towards him once again.

Declan is silent in the trees, bow drawn to its full pull. He prefers fighting with a minimum of high-tech additions and his HUD gives him only some basic windspeed and distance information, allowing him to make manual adjustments benefiting from that wealth of data. Nearly ready to take his shot, he winces as his brother sneezes and then looses his arrow, plunking one of the hostiles in the stomach, his arrow biting through a layer of that material. Immediately he ducks back into cover to reload and draw, but he can see the shot that heads right for his sibling. "Its like hide and seek, brother. You have to keep from sight." The melee is soon joined, and he murmurs again over his communicator, "Steady aim. Careful of friendlies."

Rushing into combat, Orren's powerful legs send his body hurling forward to place his weight behind the haft of his spear. His aim is true and with a spray of arterial blood, the spear embeds itself into the Neck of the Hostile in a combined, killing effort. Stick around. Letting go of the spear, his golden, hard-light shield forms onto place over his forearm with an audible WHOMP and he snaps his sword out of its scabbard. With Agnes wounded, he steps forward to provide her with some cover as he fights in a triangle with the other Peakes.

Jeremy fires off his crossbow, glancing a bolt off the stomach of one of the Hostiles. He frowns, but drops his crossbow onto its sling. His aura grows brighter, wider, the phantasmal wind ruffling leaves and branches harder. His arms spread as he stands up, looking for another target.

As the ambush is sprung, the Hostiles on the ground react quickly, a few of them feathered and battered, but the rest of them immediately turning to attack their attackers. Two of them carrying ranged weapons raise them and fire bolts up into the blind, although apparently they have only seen a single target. When one of the Havenites staggers back under the attack of two Hostiles, one continues the assault and the other steps aside, gathering itself and launching itself into the air. One of the shooters draws forth a short axe, and then leaps upward itself. They grab the branches beneath the blind and begin to swing themselves up.

Blurs of motion resolve themselves into a quartet of scouts, clambering over limbs with their wrist-launchers aimed at those in the blind.

Getting hit by two different incoming shots, Tristan stumbles back a bit, sinking down to his knee, watching his own arrow bounce off his target's armor. Taking a few deep breaths as he hears Declan's words, he's unable to hold back a brief grin. "Ah, so that's how it's done…" Moving over to ready another arrow to shoot at that same target now.

<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile26 with Greatsword - ARMOR on Left Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile13 attacks Llacheu with Launcher - ARMOR on Right Leg stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile13's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Hostile11 attacks Aidan with Launcher - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile11's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile10 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile27 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile25 passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Brienne with Sword - Moderate wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Orren with Greatsword but Orren DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile12 attacks Aelewen with Launcher - Light wound to Abdomen.
<COMBAT> Hostile12's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Serious wound to Abdomen.
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile26 with Sword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Moderate wound to Left Hand.
<COMBAT> Viannea attacks Hostile26 with Greatsword - Critical wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile23 with Bow - Moderate wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile26 with Sword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile28 with Bow - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile28 attacks Viannea with Great Bludgeon - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Agnes with Polearm - ARMOR on Right Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile10 attacks Jeremy with Launcher and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile10's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile24 with Sword but Hostile24 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile28 with Bow - Serious wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Hostile28 has been KO'd!

"Winne, one handed, shield," the Peake Knight rasps out. Agnes' sword hilt shortens to a one-handed grip and a hard-light shield, the top edge resembling the mountain peaks, snaps into life. She wheels on the creature that manages to skewer her poor kidney and ducks before slamming her blade up at its throat. In the last few battles, she's found the armor there to be weaker. She only manages a light graze as her blow is deflected by the armor on her right arm being struck.

And suddenly scouts. The veteran Ranger shows no sign of panic or worry, Aelewen simply pivoting around and drawing aim on the new target. Breath, inhale…OUCH..she winces slightly as she is hit in the abdomen, throwing her aim off a bit but her arrow sinks into it's arm, and she automaticly reaches for another arrow.

Vi's attack hits true but yet the hostile doesn't seem ready to meet its maker yet, much to her displeasure. That one must be made of a heartier stock as it still lives despite the blow her and her aunt both hit upon it. Sneering, she raises her arm to swing again only to feel another dent be put into her armor when a blugeon hits. Stings but no bodily harm comes as a result. Gritting her teeth, she resumes her attack, her own attacker's fate ignored.

Steady, steady. Llacheu is aware that others have started to climb up towards the blind. One thing at a time - he's already drawing his second arrow back and he's intent to do what he might to damage his original target. If the scouts penetrate the blind up in the trees, he has his sword at his hip if necessary for close fighting. His own arrow is released and strikes his target this time in the armoured arm. Down it goes!! Llac bares his teeth in a feral grin - then something pings sharply off of his thigh, his own armour deflecting a projectile! The archer turns slightly to confront the scout that fired at him, Llac pulling another arrow to knock while he still has the distance to use his bow!

Kaedin attacks, but only manages to slide it down the armor, though ,his mind set is already on the battle, and he turns in a twist to attack another one, leaving the damaged Hostile for the others to finish off. "Apex, once ground forces are done, if there are any in the trees, highliught and move to ranged." he says, getting ready for the next phase of attack, once the melle ranged hostiles are done, anyway.

Declan's target discipline is steady, and he continues to hold his aim on his first target until he's sure it's stopped moving. A second, solid shot to it's central body-mass surely does much toward accomplishing that objective, although the hostile remains standing, at least for now. "Ranger detachment," he calls once more over the com. "Continue to focus on enemy ranged soldiers unless you have a wounded target." Then a slight frown beneath his mask as he sees several of the hostile masses move up to join them. "We have enemies closing. Scatter. Defensive postures unless you're clear."

The bastard! Brienne was in the process of swinging her sword, and it was looking good until the Hostile made a sudden move, swinging towards her. Lifting her blade just in time to block a nasty cut to her head, the enemy's blade strikes her gauntlet, damaging her hand. With a primal yell, she draws back her sword, intent on impaling it this time, if able.

CRUNCH. The wall of bodies crash against each other and time slows down for Orren. Slice after slice, he focuses on defending his Peake lords to the detriment of his own safety while trudging through the melee. He hacks at the neck of one Hostile, turns, and attacks again in an effort to bring it down before it causes any more damage.

There's a certain predatory satisfaction as the Hostile Aidan was firing at drops. A satisfaction that immediately gives way to surprise as he's attacked from in the trees. "Shit!" he exclaims, turning to face the enemy. Stealth being shot to hell, he raises his aura in order to use a weapon better suited to the closer range. A weapon, in this case, that are the trees themselves that come to his aid, using their branches to pummel and impale the enemy.

The Hostile scouts leap into the blind directly, even as the two climbing Hostiles swing themselves up onto the floor of the blind, readying their weapons once more. The scouts fire off their ribbons of steel, even as most of the ribbons glance off armor and then find trees instead. Hefting their double-bladed axes, they advance on the archers there-in. Down below, another Hostile drops, but the others keep fighting hard, pressing the Havenites on the ground.

Nodding a bit as he sees his arrow actually hit something now, Tristan blinks as he sees the Hostiles arriving into the blind. "Oh no…" he mutters, moving to target one of the climbing ones right now.

Jeremy spins to spot the Hostile Scouts as they leap for the blind. He reaches out with one hand, and a branch bends back, then snaps forward, clocking one of the Scouts in the head. "Scouts in the trees!" Declan's words register, but he draws out his falchion with his right hand, his left hand coming up in an attempt to block the incoming axe with a heavy thrust of telekinetic force.

<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile26 with Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile25 with Bow but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile10 with Psychometry - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Tristan with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile11 with Psychometry - Critical wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Viannea attacks Hostile26 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile13 with Bow and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword - Light wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Declan with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile26 attacks Agnes with Polearm - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Brienne with Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Orren with Greatsword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile13 attacks Llacheu with Bludgeon - Light wound to Right Leg (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile12 attacks Aelewen with Bludgeon - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile11 attacks Aidan with Bludgeon - Light wound to Left Hand.
<COMBAT> Hostile10 attacks Jeremy with Bludgeon - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Light wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile24 with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile26 with Sword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Hostile10 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile26 has been KO'd!

Agnes continues pressuring the polearm-wielding hostile alongside Orren and Viannea, keeping it off balance with a trio of attackers, as it's worked in the past battles. A prayer to the Knight is on her lips, as she notices the blind being assaulted, and realizes the need to end the ground skirmish quickly. "Put them down fast! They're getting into the blind!" she alerts the ground company.

Kaedin comes in and lands a grazzed hit to the hostile. "Do I have you attention?" he says, the sound of his voice in the armor a dark and gravley one as he continues his attack against that Hostile, Apex lighting that one up with a growl inside the helmet.

"Aunt Agnes," comes Viannea's voice over the comms, "I think we need to talk about your luck…" Another clash of sword against armor sounds as does the rending of metal, a sound that is music to her ears. "Aidan! How are you doing? Are you alright?" Orren is also looked at and, if he looks her way, is given a nod. The Lady Knight frowns deeply once Agnes' announcement sinks in and she hisses. "No…" Wheeling around, she looks for the closest target that seems to be wanting to reach the blind in an effort to take it out first.

With a satisfying gnash of his teeth, Orren buries his longsword into the chest of the Hostile to the hilt. His shoulder bashes against its armor to shove it back and his sword comes away slick with blood. That's when he hears Agnes' command. He whips his head around to see Viannea, and he gives her a sharp nod of his helmeted head. There's far more work to be done. "PEAKE!" He bellows out, overtaken by the adrenaline of battle, and rushes to assist the sniper's blind.

And now they pull axes. Oh fucking joy. Aelewen shifts to move back, and dodge around. It plays hell with her aim but better than an axe to the face. Or well chest as it happens. It glances down, enough to crack something from her hiss of pain, but it doesn't stop her making space and loosing an arrow that sticks out jauntily from the chest of the hostiles armor. Then calmly reloading as she ducks and rolls to one side, comming up to shoot again.

Unfocused on those around her, Brie is in the zone with the single Hostile who seems to be getting the better of her. When he attacks her, her armor does the job and saves her from further damage, but the strength behind the assault knocked her back a step and her blade swings uselessly past the Hostile.

"Thank you." Aidan murmurs to the trees. "Let's finish the job." His right hand is glowing with force as he directs the branches to attack the Hostile again. "They're already in the blind." he calls in response to Agnes directive. "And I'll let you know as soon as the trees kill this Hostile, Vi!"

Declan continues to put arrows into his target - the same target that seems to be on a rather juggernaut-like climb toward him. As the foe bursts up into the blind, he follows his own orders to scatter, breaking away from his other nearby Arborens (as much as the blind allows) to create some space and give them room to move around the enemies. However, his backpedaling isn't quick enough and he takes a thankfully somewhat blunted blow to the chest from the charging hostile, his own shot 'blocked' by one of it's weapon hands as he shoots in close range. "This bastard really doesn't want to go down," he mutters. "Focus on our guests if you have a free target," he directs the ranger party through the comm, even if the order is mostly redundant - no one is going to ignore a hostile with an axe in their face.

Jeremy spins around as the axe glances off his upraised hand, cuts into his stomach, and drives him back into the railing of the blind, "Shit!" Pain flares through his body, and he turns back to the Hostile, reaching his left hand out and drawing it sharply across his body. A branch behind the blind snaps, then whips back, driving the broken end of the branch into the face of the scout trying to cut him to ribbons. "We're all still alive up here. For now."

Ah shit! He's an archer not a front line fighter! Llacheu grimaces and changes position to try and get off one more shot as Hostiles enter the blind. No orders are being shouted to vacate the trees so he holds long enough to try and get this shot off. Clearly he's going to need to change weapons or get his ass out of the blind! He uses what cover he might with the trees to block the incoming Hostile that bares down, trying to get a good last shot off and not waste it. Alas, it rushes fast and his shot misses! The thing's axe swings and tags Llac on the leg as he backs off. The woodsman sucks a breath and hears Declan's orders, moving to try and get another shot before his bow might be knocked out of his hands.

Firing off his arrow a bit hurriedly, Tristan grimaces as it misses, and in turn, he's hit in the chest. Dropping the bow for now, he pulls out his sword, preparing to meet the Hostile a bit better now.

One of the Hostiles falls from the blind, and one on the ground is smashed to the ground from a good deal less distance. Those on the ground start to try and work their way free of their attackers, while those in the blind leap off limbs, trunks, and supports, coming at their attackers from strange angles and with slashing axes.

<COMBAT> Viannea attacks Hostile24 with Greatsword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile13 with Bow - Light wound to Right Leg (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile23 with Greatsword - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile13 attacks Llacheu with Bludgeon and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - ARMOR on Right Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile27 with Psychometry - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Declan with Bludgeon but Declan DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Brienne with Sword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 attacks Orren with Greatsword - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile12 attacks Aelewen with Bludgeon and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile11 attacks Aidan with Bludgeon - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile11 with Psychometry - Light wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile25 with Sword but Hostile25 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile11 with Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Tristan with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile24 with Sword but Hostile24 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile24 with Sword but Hostile24 DODGES!

<COMBAT> Hostile11 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile23 has been KO'd!

Agnes watches Orren take down the Hostile, and she turns on her heel to lunge at that is pestering Sir Brienne. Her strike misses completely as the creature dances aside. "Group on individual targets!" she barks over the comm to both teams. She isn't even sure she can climb to the blind in her condition, so she remains on the ground to clean up the stragglers. "Don't try to take them one on one!"

With a Hostile attacking his Lord, Aidan, Orren's purpose becomes immediately clear. Sword in arm, he swings it in a high, blood-dripping arc that bites deeply into its shoulder, sending a spray of blood all over his noble lord. There's no time for apologize, in fact there isn't enough time to register the scrape to his belly. All he knows is that he's still fighting, and he has to turn and stab at the next thing not wearing a Havenite HUD outline…

"Well done." Aidan says, a nod to Orren including the knight as well as the trees. "All right, Vi. Much better now. You keep Agnes on her fet, okay? We've got it covered up here."

When Agnes moves to her side to assist Brienne offers a brief flash of a smile, but it's hidden mostly by her visor. "Thanks, it's so quick at dodging!" Taking note of another moving in, she offers an ever so brief nod to the man. "Thank you." The words are to Kaedin, then Viannea in turn. This one better fall, and quick with all of them attacking it. Hopefully.

And it is follow the bouncing Hostiles. Of course Aelewen isn't exactly staying still herself. For all her grumbling about being old and slow, the veteran ranger's lean form almost matches the hostiles for acrobatic maneuvers. It pays off as she gets a clean shot off to sink deep into the scout's chest, just as it swings down and misses her. A faint smile of triumph but she is not still, moving back and pulling another arrow in one smooth motion.

Kaedin attacks his Hostile, and cleaves it's arm off, and incidentaly smashing the rest of it against a tree. He turns and looks at number 24, the last one on the ground. "I dub thee… fucked!" He says as he comes at the last hostile. "Apex, last target, then move to ranged."

Yes! He got back enough for a better shot and hits the thing in the leg! The Hostile misses Llacheu and the archer is slightly encouraged. He's not used to trying to hit things with the bow that are almost on top of him but so far, it's not knocked him silly as expected. Llac keeps moving, trying not to get into the line of fire of his comrades nor shoot them by mistake, which complicates things. He ducks around the trunk that supports his section of the blind and tries another shot! Not a word spoken, too focused on what he's doing to say anything.

"I got it…" The impact of her blade jars her, causing Viannea's teeth to clash together painfully. Gods, that fucking hurt. She shakes it off while giving a quick glance up, realizing that it'd be difficult, if not outright impossible, for her to get up to the blind and she'd rather stay with Sir Agnes anyhow to lend the wounded Knight aide. Once again, Vi swings, aiming the edge of her blade towards their enemy's gut.

Declan keeps mobile, and at least this time he's able to keep a few steps ahead of the hostile lunging after him. There's limited room to move, but he uses that room expertly, rolling under a low tree branch that halts his pursuer a moment, and makes his swing with the big pain-stick fall mercifully a few inches short of it's target. Again he looses an arrow, but again the enemy takes it in one of his weapon-holding hands, and the armor robs the missile of most of it's power. He sees Jeremy closing on the target and continues to back away, knocking another arrow. "I seem to have it's attention, Sir Jeremy. Do your worst." Then as he scans across the field and notices a warning light come up on his HUD over a friendly form, he swears. "Someone help Lord Tristan, he has an unwounded enemy on him and looks overmatched."

Swinging for the Hostile now, Tristan frowns as the creature dodges his attack, and gets its own attack to hit his chest. Staggering back a few more steps, he lets out a bit of a shout, before he moves to try attacking again now.

Jeremy presses close after the Hostile attacking Declan, "I'm with you, Young Lord." Sometimes, there aren't convenient branches to smack your opponent with, and so Jeremy just swings his left hand forward, thrusting a lance of telekinetic force at the Hostile scout. "I'll do what I can, Milord."

Llacheu hears Declan and though he's pursued himself, he spares a quick look for his lord Tristan. Knowing it's liable to get himself hurt, the Sergeant turns his bow and takes a bead on the Hostile threatening the blood of the house he serves.

The Hostile on the ground struggles to disengage from the knights surrounding it, lashing out with its blade. It manages to hold off its attackers, but finds itself all the more hard-pressed. Up in the blind, another Scout falls, with the Hostiles starting to fade in numbers despite their best efforts and extreme dodginess.

<COMBAT> Viannea attacks Hostile24 with Greatsword but Hostile24 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile25 with Bow - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile24 with Greatsword - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile27 with Psychometry - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Declan with Bludgeon but Declan DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Tristan with Bludgeon but Tristan DODGES!
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile24 with Sword but Hostile24 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Moderate wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile25 with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Orren passes.
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Kaedin with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile13 attacks Llacheu with Bludgeon and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hostile12 attacks Aelewen with Bludgeon but Aelewen DODGES!
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile12 with Psychometry - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile24 with Sword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!

The great-sword-bearing Hostile seems to move impossibly fast, or it could be that Sir Agnes is slowed by her wounds. Her blade misses him again. "Winnie, full bore!" she barks. The shield winks out as her blade extends to full length again, and she tries once more to strike the creature.

Kaedin blinks as apparently, his overhand swing did nothing to the Hostile, so he turns his sword in his hand to go at the hostile with a stabbing motion, aimed right between the eyes after dodging an attack. "You arent the only fast fuck around here!"

Tree branches swing at the Hostile under Aidan's direction but they aren't as effective since he's wary about accidentally getting Aelewen with a stray twig. But with one turning toward him, that's no longer a problem.

Aelewen's slender form almost looks to be dancing as she flows gracefull around and through the swirling melee within the blind. Her eyes are focused intently on her opponent, whilst trying not to smack into anything else. And waiting for the shot, and there it is, the arrow sinks deep into the hostiles hand as she nimbly shifts away from its weak return blow.

The blind is glanced at again but once more Viannea makes no attempt to climb up. There should be more than enough of their people up there - or who are already in the process of climbing up - to protect those who got hurt and to take out the remaining climbers. Another swing but this time there's no impact at all, it making her angry when she realizes that Hostile deftly moved out of the range of her attack. "Bastard." Hoping to finish this once and for all, she swings again, this time intending to lop the fucking bastard's head off if she can.

Declan keeps close to the tree. The wounded hostile follows, but it gives the young man easy cover to duck behind, tree-limbs to duck under or jump over, and generally enough between him and it that he can keep distance, keep away from that hateful bludgeon, and occasionally snap off a shot of his own, although his defensive tactics clearly limit the accuracy of those efforts. When he's not ducking for his own life, he spares quick glances toward Tristan - relieved when he can see Llacheu put a shot into the foe and distract it from his wounded sibling. "Just hold on brother, as soon as the good Sir and I have this fellow down we will render aid."

Tink. Tink. Tink. Everyone around her are aimed at a single Hostile, yet the thing continues to avoid serious injury. "The hell?" Brienne murmurs, deciding to aim for another part of its body instead of the neck, leaving that area for the others should they wish.

The Hostile on the ground twists left, twists right, ducks, and then sweeps a slash at the Orelle knight, just enough to keep the man back a bit. It speaks with a mechanical, flat voice, "Problems with endurance during procreation?"

The fight is more even up in the blind, although one of the Hostiles is feathered in the hand.

Whew! The original one on his ass misses with that awful blade and then gets distracted to go after someone else. Llacheu's arrow hits the hostile threatening his lord Tristan! "I'm on him!" It's belated, a reply to Declan's order. The Sergent shifts his position to try and get the best shot possible in the limited space. For the moment, Llac is intent to draw the thing's focus off of Tristan and to himself, making no attempt to defend himself or fall back yet.

Jeremy brings his sword up to interfere with the Hostile Scout trying to cleave the Young Lord in twain, although his blade is slapped away well enough. Clearing Declan's line of fire, he sweeps his left hand across in a back-handed motion, slamming a wave of telekinetic force into the Scout's chest, denting in its armor.

Managing to dodge, at least, Tristan's own strike doesn't hit its target. Grimacing quite a bit as he readies himself for another attack, unable to hold back a bit of a chuckle at what he hears from Declan. "Not to put any pressure on you, Declan. But mind working a bit faster with that one?"

Orren has been tangled in a mess of bodies in an attempt to get up to the blind to help secure the nobles gathered there. Acting on orders from Agnes, he treads upwards, climbing his way through with his sword pointed down, safely. Just…a few…seconds more…

<COMBAT> Orren passes.
<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile24 with Greatsword - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Jeremy with Bludgeon - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Llacheu with Bludgeon - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Serious wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile13 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Viannea attacks Hostile24 with Greatsword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile25 with Sword but Hostile25 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile25 with Bow - Moderate wound to Head.
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile27 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 attacks Kaedin with Sword but Kaedin DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile13 attacks Aidan with Bludgeon - Light wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Hostile12 attacks Aelewen with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Brienne attacks Hostile24 with Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Agnes attacks Hostile24 with Sword - ARMOR on Right Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Hostile13 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile24 has been KO'd!

Llacheu succeeds in luring the hostile off of his wounded lord. It attacks him and hits the archer across the chest but doesn't manage to knock the bow or arrow out of Llac's hands. It does leave a gash in the archer's armour. Llac tips his bow up a fraction and brings it back into line to fire almost point blank into the thing's face, striking it fairly in the head! /Now it's time to drop back further in the blind and see if he can draw the thing after himself and away from Tristan as he reaches for another arrow, "Come on you son of a mechanical bitch!"

Crunch. The armor may be thin but it seems it has helped Aelwen survive an axe to the arm. Although not without pain. She grits her teeth agains the pain and darts back, starting to slow just a little. She raises her bow with another wince and snaps off a quick shot. The hostile scount is starting to do a hedgehog impersonation, arrows festooning the thing "Oh for fucks sake, die already" she mutters, her patience exhausted by the pain.

The great-sword-bearing Hostile seems to move impossibly fast, or it could be that Sir Agnes is slowed by her wounds. Her blade misses him again. "Winnie, full bore!" she barks. The shield winks out as her blade extends to full length again, and she tries once more to strike the creature. Still her strike only bounces off its armor, but it helps distract it long enough for the others to take it down.

Kaedin blinks, but says nothing, he let's his sword make the comback, by stabbbing the hostile and having his brain come out the back of it's head before dislodgeing the hostile from his blade. He sticks his sword into the ground and takes out his bow, locking onto the head of one of the hostiles, drawing back. He sends a warning toi thge allies n the trees. "Firing an arrow from the ground, be wary."

Having climbed up into the blind successfully, Orren gets his footing and quickly scans the mess of bodies with his HUD. Red and green all over the place, he tightens his grip on his sword and wades forward. With everything so clutched together, he has to hold his hand to a tree branch to keep his footing for the last few steps before he finds one bearing down on Aelewen. His wrist turns, thrusing toward its back.

A last miss about has Viannea wanting to tear her hear out. Thankfully the damn thing gets killed, giving her time to catch her breath and check on Agnes. "I don't think it'd be practical to try to climb up," she offers, her voice sounding worried. Her brother's up there, along with the others of their party, and she's concerned.

As the Hostile he was fighting falls out of the trees and crashes into the ground, Aidan follows its 'flight' with a pleased smile. "It's so good to fight at home." he murmurs and rests a hand on a tree trunk. "Lets get that one now." He doesn't need to point. The tree knows which one he means.

Finally, Declan's ranger shtick of hide-and-seek with the hostile after him seems to wear on the thing's patience. As it turns to deal with the more proximal threat represented in Sir Jeremy, the Arboren immediately pauses and adjusts his aim, putting a shot into the back of it's neck. The arrow clearly pierces the armor, biting deep… yet it does not fall. "_Still?_" he breathes, astonished as the thing continues to menace them. Steadied again, he crouches down and takes proper aim. "Steady," he calls quietly over the comm. "Finish the wounded targets, then re-evaluate for any remaining hostiles."

Yeah.. so Brie is having the most off night she's had since the whole war started and is unable to make any contact with the Hostile. Finally those around her manage to cut down the Hostile who had become the bane of her existence and she takes just a moment for a breather.

Jeremy starts back when the Hostile turns on him, throwing up his left hand to project a shield of force between him and the incoming axe. It causes the weapon to glance aside, although it still thumps into the left side of his ribs, wringing a grunt from his lips. In return, he pulls down one of the curving grown-in branches that forms the roof of the blind, smacking the creatures right on the helmet… and doing no appreciable harm. "Damn it!"

More Hostiles fall, but the soldiers in the blind — and the scout fighting Aelewen — remain in the fight. Although each has been feathered with arrows and battered by more forceful attacks, they remain in the fight, spinning, twirling, and slashing out at their Havenite ambushers.

Even though the Hostile that was beating him up has moved on to the next target, Tristan moves towards it, trying to help bringing it down now. After all, he might still be a little useful, right?

<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile25 with Bow - ARMOR on Left Hand stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile12 attacks Aelewen with Bludgeon but Aelewen DODGES!
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile12 with Sword - Moderate wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Serious wound to Head.
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile27 with Psychometry - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Jeremy with Bludgeon - Serious wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Brienne passes.
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile12 with Psychometry - Serious wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Agnes passes.
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile12 with Bow - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Viannea passes.
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile25 with Sword but Hostile25 DODGES!
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Llacheu with Bludgeon - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Hostile12 has been KO'd!

"If you are able, climb up, Viannea," Agnes rasps to her niece. "Help the others. I will make sure there are no reinforcements coming." The wounded Knight leans her back against a tree, her sword's tip trailing on the ground, as she presses a hand to her back to try and staunch the bleeding.

Kaedin takes a shot at one, putting an arrow deep into it's head just as one of the awakend pummles it with magic. "…Four." He says as he takes another arrow, knocking it and attacking another one. "Ground arrow incomming again." he says into his comm as he gets ready to try and headshot another Hostile.

*wham* Another tree branch slams into a Hostile chest alongside other weapons that topple it for good. Aidan pats the trunk and looks to the next one for the tree to attack.

"I wish I had have had suitors that persistant" Aelewen mutters as at last under a weight of blows the hostile scout finaly collapses. Even as she talks she calmly pulls another arrow from her quiver and shifts around, sharp gaze assessing the battlefield in one sweep and taking aim at the one still threatening the heir.

"I don't know how fast I can make it up but I'll try, Sir Agnes." And with that Vi starts to make the climb up although she's uncertain as to whether she'll get up before the fight ends.

While Orren isn't the killshot, he is part of the effort to kill one of the more troublesome Hostile in the blind. His sword comes back once more with a gout of blood, and the swaying of the branches force him to focus on his footing. Nearly toppling over, he grabs another branch overhead and lets out a sigh of relief. Audibly, over his speakers, he sends a comment Aelewen's way. "He didn't pass the intelligence test either, M'lady. Cheers." With that, he storms after the next.

Llacheu is doing his best and hits the hostile again, though his arrow is deflected this time by it's armour. The axe swings and catches Llac again in the chest. Not hard, but it knocks him back a few steps. A hand goes out to grab at the tree limbs to keep him from loosing his footing! Easy to fall from up here. His bow he keeps. Another arrow is drawn and knocked to string as fast as the Sergeant can, the barest glance spared to keep tabs on the situation of the others before he tries to get another shot into his attacker. Llacheu's blood and breath are up, every fibre of his being trying to take this fucker down before he goes down himself.

Still swinging, and still missing, Tristan tries again, although he doesn't seem too successful at the moment now. Frowning a bit as he does, he mutters something to himself now, shaking his head a bit.

All Brienne can do is watch whole the others attack, but she's also experienced at climbing. The forest was her home, so she's on her way. Up and up! Looking at the others, she watches the continuing battle as she attempts to get where her brother Tristan is.

Jeremy brings his sword up again to try and block an incoming blow, only to have the Hostile's axe catch the bottom — and back, and middle, and inside — of his hand. He cries out, his sword clattering across the blind. Staggering back from the scout, he brings up both hands before him, the spectral leaves and branches of his aura whipping about him in pain and perhaps a bit of panic.

"Why," an arrow is pulled from Declan's quiver, "Won't," knocked, "You," and drawn back, "DIE?" The Arboren heir releases again, and continues to prove that the aim of the forest-folk is true, placing a shot into the creature's back. But it does no more to slow it down than any of those last… 3? 5? He checks the ammo display on his hud, ah, that would be 7 shots, and 6 hits, that it's taken and stood through, not even counting Sir Jeremy's own efforts. Apparently, his feathering -has- managed to at least capture the creature's attention, and when it turns for him, the young Arboren once more begins to pedal backward, looking for cover.

The last scout falls, but the two remaining soldiers continue to fight on. They don't speak, perhaps having learned the lesson of their fellow on the ground. Axes flash, arrows thud home, and armor clatters as its bludgeoned. The outcome is no longer in doubt, just the amount of damage the Hostiles will do to the Havenites before they fall.

<COMBAT> Kaedin attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Jeremy attacks Hostile27 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Orren attacks Hostile25 with Sword - Light wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Llacheu attacks Hostile25 with Bow - Moderate wound to Head.
<COMBAT> Aidan attacks Hostile25 with Psychometry - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Agnes passes.
<COMBAT> Aelewen attacks Hostile27 with Bow - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Viannea passes.
<COMBAT> Tristan attacks Hostile25 with Sword - Serious wound to Neck.
<COMBAT> Hostile27 attacks Declan with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Hostile25 attacks Llacheu with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Declan attacks Hostile27 with Bow - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Brienne passes.

<COMBAT> Hostile25 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Hostile27 has been KO'd!

Agnes barks into the comm, "We'll need medics at my coordinates. All Hostiles are down, I repeat, all Hostiles are down." She lets the tree hold her up as she waits for medics to arrive.

Since she'd just started up, Brienne hops back down and moves to Agnes. "We need to get you some help. What can I do for you right now?" A medic she isn't at all, but she offers an arm. "Want to have a seat?"

Kaedin puts his bow away. "Apex, disengage." he says as his helmet collapses to around his shoulders and he sheathes his sword. "Does anyone need help being moved to a medical area?" he asks as he looks around, the rush of the battle still showing in his eyes.

The hostile seems intent to run Declan down, charging all out - even as perhaps half of the whole force turns their bows on it. Peppered with shots from every direction, it continues to barrel forward. Declan's aim is no less true, putting another shot right into it's gut, although the impact is blunted by armor. Either way, the creature basically falls ONTO Declan in it's final attack, perhaps doing as much damage with it's own mass as with it's weapon.

<FS3> Jeremy rolls Psychometry: Great Success.

Jeremy helps to put one of the last Hostiles down, pulling down another portion of the blind's roof to smash into its head. Curling his right hand into his stomach, blood running down his wrist and forearm. Still, he offers out his left hand to help steady Declan, the branches and leaves of his aura wrapping around him. His breath catches, then breathes out smoothly, pain leaving his voice, "Are you alright, Young Lord?"

Tired of his swings missing all the time, Tristan takes a full swing at the Hostile now, going for the neck of the creature. By doing so, he loses his balance as well, falling over as his sword bites into the neck of the Hostile now. As for Tristan, he stays down on the floor of the blind at the moment, letting out a bit of a breath now.

Yes! Llacheu's arrow pierces the hostile right in the head /again/ but that doesn't stop the thing from whamming him soundly with the axe! Llac takes it right in the gut and it knocks him off his feet, but not out of the blind. It's just as well that Tristan nails the mechanical beast quite soundly and down it goes! His bow he lost in a grab to keep from falling out of the trees. Llacheu sucks for breath, one hand to his gut. Carefully he drags himself back from the edge and feels for his bow. There's chatter coming over his comm, "Is m'Lord Declan all right?" Where /is/ the Young Lord?

Once the Hostile in the blind are dead, Orren's helmeted gaze scans the area and finds nothing bathed in the red of his HUD moving. It's a satisfying sight to see. The audible hiss of a sigh escaping his vocal speakers washes away from him and he reaches for a branch. In truth, the climb down is far easier than the climb up was for him. "Sir Agnes! Lady Viannea! Lord Aidan! This is Sir Orren, reporting in. We've taken the bastards, what is your need of me? I am mostly unharmed." This is a first, he's probably excited about it.

Viannea pauses in her ascent, her head bowing as if a weariness has taken hold of her. "Is that the last," she asks no one in particular, her tiredness easily heard. She stays put, not moving until the time she's told it's all clear before she climbs back down to help her aunt.

Agnes grunts into the comm. "I called in the medics, they are en route, T-minus four minutes. Everyone try not to die from injuries in that time, please." She smiles wanly at Viannea. "More hospital gowns for me I'm afraid. I think there is a hole in my back."

"I'm still functional," comes Declan's voice over the comm, a few moments later. The Hostile on top of him rocks a bit side to side. "Confirm that the area is clear of hostiles." There's a pause. "And will someone help get this thing OFF of me?"

"We're good up here." Aidan says over the comm. "I'm unhurt." Despite going toe to toe with some Hostiles, he only has some minor bruises which certainly don't count. Hot soaks and rest and he'll be fine. "I think that's all of them unless some decided to go around us during the fight."

With one last look at Agnes, Brienne drops her arm as she seems to not realize she is there. She just looks around at the fallen Hostiles, resheathing her sword and stepping away from that group of people now.

"Fuck" Aelewen says as she sees the hostile fall on top of the heir, and does something almost unthinkable, drops her bow to head over and almost throw the hostile off the heir as he struggles, sharp eyes moving over to check for wounds "Stay still until we get medics on site lad" she advises, kneeling beside him.

Llacheu carefully gets himself up, bow recovered. His scout armour is rented at chest and abdomin, "Trackers.. we'll go and check." If he's not hurt too badly to do his job. A moment to slow his breathing, not be dizzy with blood loss. Then Llac cases his bow and moves to cautiously start to descend down to the ground below.

Trudging back over to Sir Agnes, Orren sheathes his sword and reaches his heavy, gauntleted fist out to the haft of his spear. With a wrenching motion and a splatter of blood, he tears it out of the neck of the Hostile and turns it to a more upright position. He comes to a stop near Agnes and holds guard over her, leaning heavily against his spear. Canteen unclasped, he twists it open to lean down and offer her a sip. "Aye, Sir, you just rest and we'll keep watch over you. Allow me to help you off the field for a change…"

Viannea shakes her head. "You're going to wind up being all metal before you're through fighting," she mostly teases Agnes. Taking a moment, she does a quick check-in, asking people how they are. Once done she sits down on the ground, muttering under her breath.

Jeremy looks down to Aelewen helping the Heir up, then move over toward Tristan, offering out his left hand to help the Arboren up, "Ow?" Looking back over his shoulder to the rest, he adds, "Someone did call a medic, right? Because…" For all that his Awakened abilities are blocking off the pain from his hand, he's still losing blood, "…I feel a little… pale."

"A strange turn of events, hm Orren?" Agnes asks, trying to keep the mood light. "I've had worse, no worries." She sips from the canteen, wondering if she's going to have a new artificial kidney to match the lung. She chuckles at Vi. "I don't think they use metal for internal organs, dear."

Starting to try getting to his feet now, Tristan looks up and takng the offered hand now. "Thank you…" he offers a bit quietly, before he adds, "And 'Ow' seems to sum it up quite well for a lot of us, I think. But we got them all, right?" Taking a few deep breaths as he gets back to his feet.

"Sir Viannea, as you can see, this is what happens when you get bashed too much by Hostile bludgeons. Made me the man I am today." Orren jokes, pointing towards himself. His armor isn't very ornate. It's highly functional, but it's a simple, steel color. Perhaps there might even be a man beneath. Laughing, he leans back against his spear and lets Agnes keep the canteen. "I'm sure we'll do this hundreds of times, the three of us, before this is over. No worries at all in my mind."

"Don't fret, auntie. I think I'm mostile alright. But it's pretty heavy." With assistance, its not too much trouble rolling the massive and arrow-riddled corpse off of him, and the fact that he offers some assistance from beneath seems to suggest that his injuries are not crippling. Despite warnings to remain still, he clambers back up once he's able, although he holds a hand over his side once he's up. "Is there anyone who isn't mobile? We can do basic triage here," spoken as he looks over at Jeremy, "But we should move to safer territory for any serious treatment."

Kaedin leans back against a tree and lights up a cigarette, since most are being helped, he decideds to take a moment and calm his nerves. Looking around, he notes that no one on their side is actualy dead, a victory in his mind. "Well fought…" he says with a smile.

"You are the heir Declan, those of us in the line of succession need to keep you alive" Aelewen quips, although there is concern in her raspy voice as she looks him over carefully "Right those least injured form a perimeter until extraction of the wounded" and despite her wounds she seems to put herself in the former category, pulling another arrow and moving to the fringe of the hide to watch.

Oh! Maiden's tits! His gut feels like it ripped open when Llach shifted his weight off of the blind and slips down to the ground. An involuntary breath is hissed. He staggers a step and leans against the tree, going no further than that for several long seconds. Get his breath back. Is he fit to do any tracking? Sure he is - give him a minute. Then he's carefully moving off as quietly as he might to see if he can find any sign of other Hostiles that might have slipped by.

At Aelewen's orders Viannea takes up a position just outside of where the wounded on the ground are but not before she reaches out to clasp Orren on the shoulder. "I look forward to fighting many battles with you."

Jeremy shakes his head at Declan's half-question, "I might fall when I try to climb down the ladder, Milord, but I'll be alright." He nods to Tristan, "They're all down, Milord." Thank the Six for the ability to block out that pain, because his hand would feel like it was pulsing fire if he could feel it. "Next time… higher up. Or further down so it doesn't hurt so much if we fall." He heads for the ladder himself, managing to get down without falling, then fades into the background a bit, staying out of the way of the nobles.

<FS3> Llacheu rolls Hunting-1: Good Success.
<FS3> Llacheu rolls Alertness-1: Failure.

Llacheu slowly makes his way around the perimeter of their group while they await medical support. The tracker finds signs of some things, and is baffled by other things he can't. It takes him a while but eventually Llac comes back in and stops where he can speak to Aelewen, "Don't see any sign of others that eluded us, Lieutenant."

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