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[SeriousConcentrate]

Vynam had no objections. "Let's go scout the area then... see if we can find a good place to set an ambush."

[Maxinum McDreich]

Jos silently nodded in agreement. It was standard military protocol for situations like these to form a defensive perimeter. But flamers made that unattainable. The best way to deal with flamers is to catch them out rather than give them a nice bunched up target.
''We should keep ourselves spread out in our formation, of about 10 metres to avoid the flamers having too much to shoot at, but keep visual with the other to provide assistance.'' Jos added in. ''A good piece of terrain would be somewhere with mounds, or dirt rising up, anything that flamers can't wrap themselves around to allow us the option of withdrawel.'' He finished. He hadn't got his answer to the range of these flamethrowers, which meant he couldn't devise a plan or strategy to keep x distance away. That was that, he guessed.

[Powder Miner]

April certainly thought it was a good idea. She did have something to add though. "Wouldn't that make them suspicious if a single person was just there attacking?"

[HmH]

Cat-Eye nodded and pointed out a small, but important detail about what exactly the group should be looking for: "If I'm not mistaken, most flamethrowers are far too heavy to simply swim with them on your back. To bring one of these into their every raid, the bandits need a reliable mode of water transportation - definitely not some raft you can build and disassemble on the spot. Because of it, I suggest that when trying to find their landing zone we look for bridges or, failing that, boats hidden somewhere on the opposite coast."

[Maxinum McDreich]

He nodded as Cat-Eye gave his suggestion. ''True, but sabotage, whilst giving us the advantage of not having to deal with the flamethrowers, alerts them to our presence. This makes them do one of two things: They're either more prepared, flamethrowers or not, defeating the purpose of our ambush. Or, they don't attack at all, trying to either find a new source, or waiting until they can find a better crossing. Neither is good for us, as attacking their camp is not a smart idea whilst they're at full strength.'' Jos then thought of a solution to both problems.. ''If we have 3 of our ranged specialists acting as bait, that'll make them think it's a small mercenary force underestimating their opponants, whilst also giving us just enough firepower and accuracy to target their flamethrowers. Once we have enough down, we give the signal, and the rest rush into combat, springing the trap.'' He concluded his plan. ''I would join Aurin using my firefight experience.'' He scanned for any objections and for one more volunteer.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Vynam nodded. "I'll join the distraction team."

[Ahra]

"i see no problems"

[Powder Miner]

"Wait, what about... Fine. I'll maybe provide secondary support?

[Maxinum McDreich]

Jos considered for a second, noting that there were 4 of them that shoot things. ''I think it's best you're also with us... April, was it? That weapon of yours would definately ensure we couldn't be ignored.'' He figured. ''So, that's me, April, Aurin and... Vyman... Vynam! That would mean we would have 3 on either side for the ambush itself.''

[Tiruin]

Aurin smiled at the unfolding events of this plan, surely it would work now. "So I guess our (the distraction) job is to first get the attention of the most dangerous enemies in melee, specifically those flamethrowers. Both teams have a member knowledgeable in the medical fields so injuries are on the lower part of our list of worries." She looked at the rest, slightly narrowing her eyes in contemplation, "The only problem may be, if they have anything up their sleeves, like a back-up force. I think we can worry about that later."

She stooped down with bended knees and proceeded to draw a rudimentary list on the ground using her hands.

Spoiler: Aurin Velias(Tiruin) (click to show/hide)

HP: 50/50
Stamina 100/100
Sex: Female
Appearance: An Elf standing at the height of five feet, Aurin's eyes are the color of the morning sky, her skin the hue of a young tree's bark. Her face is roughly an oval  in shape and her dark hair falls to shoulder-length. She is dressed in a dark-green cloak, set in the style of wandering travelers, with a thick underhide for warmth.
Bio: Aurin grew up in the care of her fellowmen, Elves. Tutored by the elders and craftsmen of her race, she grew up mostly as a pacifist and as an idealist. Her knowledge on anatomy helped much in routine hunts for the search for food for her family and for generally everyone else, as even her victims were not to suffer an agonizing death from her attacks, ending them quickly or as quick as she hoped.

When word of the happenings of the world reached her ears, she was distraught to learn how scarred the world has become. Though, being isolated and all, at least there was a silver lining to it all; recovery. She was confident as she set out to help speed up this cure, for she knew the benefits of peace and tranquility in life. Her decision was hers alone, even if many were saddened by her choice.

Carrying a Warbow; a parting gift once used by her father, and proven strong enough to draw and fire it, she left with little trepidation in her heart.

Though, on the inside, she felt happier to be free. After consorting with other races and beings, many things she knew were proven wrong: most of her race was closed to new ideas and kept to themselves, or that other races had closed their minds towards hers. Either way, there was much to learn, and much to discover.
Race: Elf
Magic Perks:
   -World Magic
   -World Connection
Other Perks
   Mental Fortress
   Nimble

Melee:
> Unarmed Combat (10)

Defence
> Dodge (20)

Ranged
> Bows and Crossbows (20)

Non-type
> Medicine (30)
>Stealth (10)

- Warbow, +2 ranged damage to the arrows, with half-again armour penetration
  - 50 Hunting arrows, 2d6 piercing damage, penetrates another 1d5 armour, can fire multiple times with accuracy penalty

 - Leather Jerkin,  Resist 5 verses Piercing and Slashing damage
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (no battery)
 - 2 Batteries (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - First Aid Kit (full)
 - Field surgery kit
 - Drug Case (Painkillers (Full), Sedatives (full), Epinephrine (3 shots), Universal Antibiotics (4 full courses))
 - Worthless Bow sight (may be used for parts)
 - 50 meters  of White hand wrap (When worn it protects the hand against cuts, cold and heat, but will not stand up to combat; can also be used to stop bleeding, with a +1 on the medicine roll)

Spoiler: Vynam Gannorth(SeriousConcentrate) (click to show/hide)

HP: 70/70
Stamina: 100/100
Sex: Male
Appearance: An average sized, lean elf at 5'9 and 150 pounds. His face is somewhat hawk-like, with piercing gray eyes. His black hair is long and carried in a low ponytail. As for special markings, he has a scar on his right cheekbone, which is slightly deformed - a close call in a fire-fight.
Bio: Vyn is an adventurous personality. A small-town drifter, he's been on the road for most of his life. His reasons for traveling are unknown, since he doesn't talk much about himself. Not that he's ever had anyone to talk to much, anyway, considering people hate elves.
Race: Elf
Perks:
   - Ambidextrous
   - Twin Hands
   - Nimble

Melee
   - Unarmed (10)

Defence:
   - Dodge (25)
   - Take Cover (25)

Ranged
   - Firearms (30)

-Semi-Automatic 9mm Pistol, times 2 (16 bullet clip + 1 in chamber, 2d8 Piercing Damage + 2d8 Armour Penetration, can fire multiple times with accuracy penalty, can pistol whip for 1d8 damage(blunt class weapon))
    - 4 spare clips, Plus 60 loose bullets
 -Kevlar lined Leather Jacket, (Resist 5 Slashing, resist 10 piercing, resist 10 armour penetration)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (Battery 100%))
 - Battery (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)

Spoiler: Jos Krin(Maxinum McDreich) (click to show/hide)

HP: 70/70
Stamina: 100/100
Sex: Male
Appearance: Short, spiky brown hair, pretty fit. 5'11'' with blue eyes that can shift from relaxed/lazy to determined and steely. Normally is wearing a kind of body armour in dark green colours. He looks a little younger than he is at 30.
Bio: Jos grew up in a civilisation struggling to keep true to being a civilisation, constantly indoctrined that outside is dangerous and how twisted creatures outside are. Still, Jos was always discerning, a believer in second chances. Having said that, indoctrination made him wary all the same. He went into the military for a while, hoping to gain some discipline and skills to help him gain employment. After a certain time passed, he was allowed to leave, but decided to stay on, feeling purpose in his life in ensuring the lives of others can carry on safely, though he also hated simply being a grunt. When a questionable order was given, Jos refused. The only reason he wasn't executed there and then was because he had been pretty popular amongst the troops. Instead, he was dis-honourably discharged. Determined to use his skills to better those around him, Jos has been working as a kind of mercenary since then, often being hired by the same people that discharged him on account of being a valuable null. Atleast Jos can ensure he won't be ordered around the same anymore.
He's pretty quiet on what that questionable order was, preferring not to talk about it.
Race: Human
Perks:
   - Mental Fortress
   - Mental Null

Melee
   - Sword (5)

Ranged
   - Firearms (35)
   - Physics Weapons (5)

Defence
   - Dodge (15)
   - Parry (5)
   - Counter (5)
   - Take Cover (20)

Social
   - Diplomacy (20)

Non-Typed
   - Endurance (10)
   - Medicine (10)

- Officer's Sword (1d10 slashing damage, can parry(no bonus))
 - Military Assault Carbine (2d10 damage, 1d10 armour penetration, has multiple firing modes, 30 bullet Clip)
   - Single Shot (Uses 1 bullet, makes one attack)
   - Burst fire (Uses 3 bullets, makes 3 attacks at -1 penalty)
   - Full Auto (Uses 10 Bullets, makes a single attack at +2 Bonus, If hit roll a dice of a size equal to twice the amount you're attack roll exceeded the defence roll, maximum d10, you get no bonuses from firearms skill to this roll, instead for every point you beat their defence by above 5, you reduce the size of the dice by one and add +1 to the roll, maximum 1d1+9 or 10, the score is the number of bullets that hit)
   - 3 spare clips, 120 loose bullets
 - Battered Laser pistol (3d5 Heat damage, Battery has one shot, 24 hour recharge time)
 - Military body armour, resist 10 all physical damage, resist 10 armour penetration
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (Battery 100%))
 - Battery (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - First Aid Kit (100%)

Spoiler: April Eploc(Powder Miner) (click to show/hide)

HP: 50/50
Stamina: 140/140
Sex: Female
Appearance: April Eploc is average in height and has a slim figure. She has fiery red thickly braided hair, and deep blue eyes. Combined these all make her extremely beautiful Her skin is white, and her energy is practically visible in her, and not magic energy either- she's just naturally energetic, and practically bursting at the seams. She's fairly young too, at 21.
Bio: Born and raised in the old civilization, she took to a natural inclination for guns- and while this hadn't helped her out during the event, she survived despite being only 19 and despite her danger-seeking thrill-loving attitude. Now her aptitude helps her, and her seeking adventure meshed perfectly with wanting to take care of the event threatening her new life.   
Race: Human
Perks:
   -Nimble
   -Energetic
   -Ambidextrous
   -Attractive

Ranged
   - Firearms (50)

Defence
   - Dodge (20)
   - Take Cover (20)

Social
   - Diplomacy (20)

-Stryker Anti-materiel Rifle (Must reload between Each Shot , 2d10 peircing +2d10 Crushing(from explosion) damage, 40 armour penetration, Firing Consumes stamina (to deal with the recoil))
    - 12 spare Sabots
 - Semi-Automatic Peacemaker (7 shot clip, 4d5 peircing damage, 2d10 armour penetration, may attack multiple times with accuracy penalty)
   - 4 spare clips, 75 loose bullets
 - Sniper's Armour (Resist 5 blunt and crushing damage, Resist 10 piercing)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (Battery 100%))
 - Battery (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)

Spoiler: Cat-Eye(HmH) (click to show/hide)

HP 50/50
Stamina 140/140
Sex: Male

Appearance: A tall, athletic man with sleek brown fur covering his body from the neck and down to his toes. His eyes are bright cyan and vertically-slit; his hands bulge with muscles visibly when he closes his fists. Cat-Eye's dark brown hair is bound in a short ponytail and his face is clean-shaven.
Cat-Eye wears a duster embroidered with a spear-pierced dragon, a thin silver-coated steel chain on his belt and a pair of sunglasses to shield his eyes on sunny days.

Bio: Cat-Eye grew up in a reclusive mountain tribe calling themselves the Beast-Hunters. Their notable feature is a ritualistic, regular use of body magic, and its grip on their society is only second to their unyielding zeal in tracking down, capturing and taming magical beasts of all kinds.
After he accidentally killed another member of the tribe, Cat-Eye was sent to capture the elusive Emberbird in the western jungles; the task had no time limit, was considered a fool's errand by many of the tribe's members, and, to be fair, sending someone to find a mythical fiery bird that presumably lives in the jungle was just another way of saying 'don't come back'.
On his mission, Cat-Eye has gotten a taste of the city life... and grew addicted to the luxurious lifestyle of a civilized society. Eventually, Cat-Eye has abandoned his task and became a hunter-for-hire instead, vanquishing or capturing monsters and performing seances of body magic for those willing to pay. Even though he makes a lot of money that way, his fondness for luxury causes him to spend it all shopping; penniless and no longer necessary in one town, he moves to another, never able nor willing to settle down in any single place.

Race: Human
Magic Perks:
   - Body Magic
   - Malleable Form
Other Perks:
   - Strong

Melee
   - Polearms (10)

Defence
   - Parrying (20)

Body Magic
   - Power (30)
   - Control (20)
   - Efficiency (30)

- Tribal Spear 2d8 piercing damage or 2d6 blunt damage, Can parry(no bonus), Can be thrown
 - Hunting Leathers (Resist 5 verses Piercing and Slashing damage)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (no battery)
 - 2 Batteries (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - Clockwork Watch
 - 40 meters, hempen rope

Spoiler: Ixi Ternock(Dwarmin) (click to show/hide)

HP 50/50
Stamina 100/100
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Appearance: A four foot Human female with a light build and stark black hair. She has numerous tattoos adorning herself-most of them look vaguely religious or mythological when viewed from afar, but up close they are revealed to be something different. They tend to shift when one looks away.

Bio: Ixi was born and raised a meer slave in service to a Human cult called the "Mourners"-a group whose stated goal was no less than the destruction of reality itself, starting with the simple things like law, order and honesty. The group is widespread-and growing every day. They wish to keep the shattered world from ever returning to it's former height of decadence.

For most of her life, Ixi did not imagine much beyond her day to day duties-cooking, cleaning, transcribing written work, or other things, far more degrading...chains magical, mental and physical meant she shouldn't have escaped.

But, she found a degree of solace in the arms and heart of another, defying her captors. Slowly but surely, the bond forged began to hedge out the vitriol and mind control of the Cult. They saw the truth. Decided to escape. He didn't make it-sacrificed himself so she could get out.

Now, Ixi wanders the world, evading the hunters and using her grief to empower her magics both mental and physical.

Magic Perks
   - Tattoo Magic
   - Mind Magic
Other Perks
  -Nimble
   -Ambidextrous
   -Linguist

Mind Magic
  - Connection 10
  - Mental Offense 10
  - Mental Defense 20

Tattoo Magic
  - Power 10
  - Control 20

Non-Grouped
  - Symbolic Application 20 (Tattoo Artistry)

Alterations: Turtle Tattoo(Right Shoulder), Firefly Tattoo(Left palm), Electric Gland(Left Palm)[/aconym]

- Traveler's Clothing (Resist 1 to piercing and clashing damage)
 - Traveling Knife (1d8 piercing or slashing damage, can parry (-1 penalty), can be thrown)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (no battery)
 - 2 Batteries (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - Translation book (+1 when taking time to translate)
 - Tattooing kit (Inks(High quality, non-toxic), Needles(Surgical Steel), Painkillers)

Spoiler: Akth gealo(Ahra) (click to show/hide)

HP: 90/90
Stamina: 100/100
Sex:Male
Appearance: An oiled face with protruding tusks about 5cm long and looks disapproving unless laughing, his hands have several marks from trials and errors with different things.
he is lean but compact and without much bodyfat.
Bio:
In these harsh times when orcs work to make lands useable, not many
can travel to then and help then with tthe problems of technology so some
are left with humans and taught the basics, Akht is one of them, the veichles
break down from time to time and thats where his job starts
Race: Orc
Perks
   - Diehard
   - Mental Fortress
   - Strong

Melee
   -Unarmed 20

Defence
   -Dodge 15

Non Grouped
   -Mechanics 20
   -Electronics 15

- Steel knuckles (Unarmed becomes 2d6 damage)
 - Mechanics Tools
 - Mechanics Supplies (40/40 units)
 - Electricians Kit (Solder = 50 Uses)
 - Reel of Wire (Uninsulated (10 Meters)
 - Frontier Worker's Outfit (Resist 5 all physical damage, plus acid)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (Battery 100%))
 - Battery (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - Knuckle Spikes (You may take a turn to apply the spikes to you're knuckles, and a turn to remove them, when the spikes are on you're knuckles they deal piercing damage and penetrade d8 armour)

Spoiler: Kelan(Nevyn_Jendak) (click to show/hide)

HP: 50/50
Stamina 100/100
Sex: Male
Appearance: Kelan is 6' tall, covered in scales of a green so dark they seem black until they shimmer. His eyes are topaz in colour with slit pupils, his hands are tipped with claws. His usual attire is a tattered brown leather duster and a head set similar to that of an old times jeweler, but with more lenses, pincers, holders and bits and bobs...
Bio: (blank)\
Race: Reptilian
Magic Perks
  - World Magic
Technology Perks
  - Tinkering
Other Perks
  - Mental Fortress
  - Mental Null
  - Ambidextrous

Tinkering
   - Power 10
   - Utility 10
   - Interface 10

World Magic
   - Draw 10
   - Control 10
   - Release 10

Ranged
   - Physics Weapons 10

- Leather Duster (Resist 5 piercing)
 - Tinkerer's Kit
 - Bits'n'bobs (30/30 units)
 - Electrical Bits'n'bobs (20/20 units)
 - Sonic Rifle(10/10) (10 shots to a battery, recharges 1 shot every hour, 1d12 crushing damage, enemies adjacent to target may also be hit, but gain +2 to dodge and take cover
 - 2 Micro-fusion Batteries (full)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (no battery)
 - 2 Batteries (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - Tesla Rifle(10/10)
 - Taser Glove(3/3)

Spoiler: Leon Solinn(Talarion) (click to show/hide)

HP: 70/70
Stamina 100/100
Sex: Male
Appearance: Leon stands relatively tall at 5'11, with a wiry build. He has wider shoulders than normal, but the rest of him is lithe and graceful. He has up-curved narrow eyes, coloured green. His skin is slightly tanned, while his hair is dark blonde, bordering on light brown. His usual clothes consist of dark brown boots, pants of a slightly darker tone and a classic button-up white shirt, usually untucked.
Bio (not necessary but appreciated): Leon was born and raised among a small gathering of Humans and Elves. They believed in their own exile as a way of attaining the 'perfect connection' to the sword. In other words, he was trained by reclusive monks, known only by the name 'Blade Brothers' or 'Sword Sisters', before being sent into the wide world at age 14. That was 8 years ago. Since then he has gone where he would, learning of the world and it's occupants... No matter how grim they may be.

The monks had turned him out, simply because, when he was born, he didn't flail towards the hilt of his mother's blade. A mere act of chance had determined what his future would hold, to some degree. Of course, they trained him to look after himself, but once his 14th year arrived, he was no longer able to see his friends and family again.

Somewhere in his travels, maybe 2 or 3 years ago, Leon met a man called Zeicaust, who taught him a lot about swordsmanship in the short time they travelled together. When they decided to part, Zeicaust handed Leon his second, shorter sword, saying only this: "Never forget the weight of a blade. I've taught you what little I could, so take this. I have a feeling I won't be needing it."
It was from Zeicaust that Leon learned how to throw properly, as well as how to counter. After they parted, Zeicaust sustained a crippling injury to his left arm.
Race: Human
Perks:
-Ambidextrous
-Twin Hands

Melee
 -40 Swords

Defence
 -20 Dodge
 -20 Parry
 -20 Counter

Ranged
 -20 Throwing

Non-grouped
 -10 Endurance

- 2 Balanced Light Blades (3d6 slashing or piercing damage, +1 to hit can parry (+1 bonus, or if two are wielded, total bonus = 3)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (Battery 100%)
 - Battery (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - Bandoleer of Throwing Knives (3d4 piercing damage)(10 knives)
 - Bladesman's vest (Resist slashing and piercing 5)

Spoiler: Varence(Holymaoh) (click to show/hide)

HP: 50/50
Stamina 100/100
Sex:Male
Race: Human, Therianthrope (Arctic fox)
Appearance: 6'3" He has medium length White hair, fox ears and Bright blue eyes with a scar
across his left, He wares a White trench coat that barely covers his fox tail and he always has
a very creepy smile.

Bio: Orphaned at a very young age, Varence speant many years living off the streets. He often found ways to create weird concoctions; though this was mostly just some water with various common elements which were lying around.
   As Varence got older he began to create more and more complex concoctions making everything from common medicine to deadly poisons. When he was 18 years old he decided to go out into the wastes to research some of the strange creatures that lived there. Many warned him that going there is insane. Varence just brushed off the comments.
   During his first trip into the wastes he was attacked and slashed across the eye by a creature he had never seen before.  As the beast stared him down the only thing going through his head was, "Hmmm... I wonder if this feeling in my left eye is a form of poision? I must have a sample for research," then fell unconscious. A young orc named Auron, who had been following him, chased off the beast and brought Varence back to his encampment. When he finally came to, Auron asked him,  "What on earth were you doing out there?" Varence merely replied, "Studying." The orc decided to leave it alone. When Varence had healed and was finally ready to leave, he asked his new friend, Auron, if he would help track down and get a sample of the poison from the beast that attacked him days earlier. Auron decided to help, knowing that nothing he could say would stop Varence from going. Since then, Varence has gone out into the wastes, with his friend's help, many additional times; bringing back more and more samples to study and experiment on.

Technology Perks:
  - Chemistry

Other Perks
  -Nimble
  -Mental Fortress
  -Mental Null

Chemistry
  - Toxics & Corrosive 10
  - Thermals 10
  - Tonics 10

Non Grouped
  - Medicine 10
  - Stealth 5
  - Endurance 5

Melee
  - Unarmed 10

Defence
  - Dodge 10
  - Take Cover 10

Ranged
  - Thrown 10

- Form Changer's, Chemist's Trenchcoat  (Can fit either of Varence's forms, Resist 1 to pircing and slaching, resist 10 to acid, heat and cold damages)
 - 20 Cappilary throwing darts (2d4 piercing damage, can deliver toxins)
 - 2 Canteens of Water (full)
 - 10 day's preserved trail food
 - Flashlight (Battery 100%)
 - Battery (100% charge)
 - Zippo Lighter (100% gas)
 - Chemical Kit (80/80 units)
 - Portable lab
 - Antitoxin (5 doses)
- Parralytic Venom (venom must enter victim's blood, luck roll to resist) (5 vials/10 doses)

She stood up after finishing off the last name. "Again, both teams have a member knowledgeable in world magic. Maybe causing slight tremors in the Earth on the trail of the enemy would give them unstable footing, easily opening them to attack. Other than that, all of our mages are on the Ambushing side.

"Is everyone alright with the plan?" she turned towards April. "You had something to say?"

[HmH]

"That's a good plan. Count me in." Cat-Eye scratched his chin as another idea sprung in his mind. "By the way, I'm pretty sure I can make the vines on the ground grow thorns so as to prevent our enemy from running or dropping into cover. If no one's opposed, I'll give it a try as soon as we've found their landing zone."

[Talarion]

"Sounds good. I'll follow that." Leon stretched, looking vaguely out at their surroundings.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Vynam adjusted his hat. "If you think you can pull it off, do it. At the very least the ones with flamethrowers might get distracted trying to burn it away."

[Powder Miner]

What I was going to say already got covered. Let's do this!

[Maxinum McDreich]

Jos nodded. Despite having known each other for a ridiculously short time, they had formed a plan utilising atleast some of their strengths, based on what they were using alone. Jos was never sure how to use mages, and he admitted to himself his plan did not really consider their possible strengths. This plan would work, but he made a mental note to try and see the mages abilities to form possible strategies in the future. It boded well, though, that they had all worked together, regardless of backround and race. He figured the danger of the flamethrowers may have had an effect on that, but still.

Jos thumbed up, stating he was ready to move out when everyone else was.