Festival(North)

[Elysia Donnerlupo]

Elysia had ignored Julian telling her to fight the other attackers- other warriors had seen to it. Her concern was with the bystanders, and she'd focused on getting them to safety. Once the peoploe who'd been watching the battle were safe from harm she turned back to aid the warriors fighting aganist the Ariadelventians.

[Ingway Desmodius]

Giving a quick fist pump at my success, I leap down from the stands with a dramatic flip, my bow seemingly changing into a maul, through surreptitious use of my glyphs, as I descended upon my frozen aggressor, eventually slamming the massive hammer on against him and shattering his fragile body into shards upon shards of fractured ice.

Dematerializing my maul before landing with a quite footfall, I quickly reequip my bow, having noticed a rogue making a snack out of the rapier wielding warrior, and fire a salvo of flaming bolts towards his position, hoping that the incendiary projectiles would be enough to dissuade the cannibalistic foe from his masticating assault.

[cloaked]

Rutger's foe fell to his blade, his head removed from his shoulders with only a soft gurgle in response. The body collapsed immediately, left lifeless.

Meanwhile the rogue assailing Julius pulled back from his successful bite and grinned devilishly. The repeated blows to his head kept him at a distance, but he could feel them weakening with each second that his hand remained closed around the king's neck. Victory seemed certain, yet a flaming bolt that came from seemingly nowhere caught him in the ribs. The rogue looked surprised and foolishly looked into the distant stands to see who would dare interrupt him. His grasp weakened on Julius briefly as he turned his attention away from the man.

[Rutger]

The swordsman watched his foe fall to the ground. There was not a trace of emotion on his face; he knew this was the nature of combat, after all. These were the risks.



"...So it goes."

Still, there was no time to rest; the battle was still blazing around him. The swordsman spun around and locked his sights on Julius, who was still struggling against an opponent who had gained the upper hand.



"..."

The swordsman ran towards Julius and the intruder with his Iron Sword raised. Another warrior shot at the intruder with flaming projectiles, and the swordsman saw his target shift his attention towards the stands. An opportunity to strike had presented itself.

- [Sacred Strength]



"...There."

The swordsman jumped forward and spun clockwise towards the intruder. He used his Iron Sword to strike at the intruder's back with a spinning slash attack.



Upon landing back on the ground, the swordsman pivoted around to keep the intruder in his line of sight. He adopted a defensive stance and remained completely focused.



"..."

[Sahir Masbrati]

Sahir backed up from the window with a disapproving look on her face. A direct assault won't work. Not with two of them. That just leaves... With a deep sigh she leaned her scythe against the wall and moved back up to the steel grating over the door's window.

"Hello there boys, how are you doing?" She spoke sweetly to the two lazing men. Getting their attention she bayed them close with a seductive wave of her index finger.

"Huh? What are you doing down here? Who let you down here?" One of the men sat up and moved over to the door.

"Hey now, you should be happy to see me. One of the higher ups thought you two might be bored. You aren't able to see the entertainment out there, so he thought you might like some... in here." She leaned down towards the guard, knowingly showing off enough of her pleasing curvature.

"Did she say what I think she did Raulf?" The other guy rose up in a hurry, a more-than-happy grin plastered ear to ear on his face.

"Well, I uh... yeah. Yeah, looks like we've got someone to thank. Looks like one of the big guys do remember what it's like to be a mere guard on post." He looked back to Sahir with a goofy grin to match his comrade. "Come in sweetie, come it." With a metallic clink he undid the lock and pulled the door open for her.

"Thank you. So nice to see chivalry alive here." In a sly gesture she tossed a marble sized orb out into the room, and before either could register what she had done the pellet burst into a thick cloud of smoke. The smoke was distraction enough, as the one called Raulf felt the blunt end of her weapon strike him against the back of his neck. It was all he felt before he blacked out from the sudden sense of pain.

One down...

[cloaked]

The last invader, still looming over Julius was felled in an instant by Rutger's spinning slash. His torso separated from his hips and fell to the side. Though a few stragglers had stayed still either from fear or curiosity the stands had nearly emptied out, with only lingering cries of panic heard from the distance.

[Julius Midrean]

Julius spluttered some blood on his side, as the rogue's decapitated body fell against him. With a weak grunt, he pulled himself free, and his left hand went to his neck, his right still holding the rapier.

" Th...thank you... " He muttered, unable to say much with a bleeding neck. He slowly tried to get up, which was an arduous task by itself, and managed to stand- the king of Vuoto would surely not stay upon the ground, no matter what.

" I... have a debt towards you. " He told Rutger directly.

[Rutger]

The swordsman looked down at the body of the invader before him; yet another had fallen to his blade. And not a moment too soon, either - his presence had changed the tide of the fight.

- [With Us!]



"...Just in time."

He lowered his Iron Sword and leaned over the wounded king. Seeing the extent of Julius's injuries, the swordsman handed him a Vulnerary.



"...Use this. It should help heal your wounds."

The swordsman looked around to make sure the coast was relatively clear. After that, he bent down and helped Julius get to his feet.

[Sahir Masbrati]

"Ack! What in the..?" The other guard choked out from the dense smoke as he unsheathed his blade in alarm. As if the smoke itself was a foe he cut swathes through it with a mad abandon. "Guards! Guards!" He cried aloud, unaware his voice would ring through the empty hallways unheard.

Well...not entirely. Sahir stood outside the room, her back against the wall and her enchanted blade gripped tightly in her hands. Her heart raced as she watched carefully for the remaining guard to run from the room. She had been in this racket for long enough to know two things: people freak out when you take away one of their senses from them, and people that freak out make mistakes.

Sure enough she heard the man's loud coughing grow nearer and nearer until finally he burst from the constricting clutch of the smoke. His first breath of clean air was cut short as Sahir brought the scythe's shaft down on his skull. He collapsed, and then there was silence.

"Better do this quick. That smokes going to leak outside before too long." Sahir took a deep breath before she sped into the room. It was time for Umbravox to do it's job.