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[Praefectus Screptum]

Hold still yet and wait for the rest reach the front line.

[Xanmyral]

Move to 18.5.

[IronyOwl]

Eventually move to 19,9.

[Haspen]

~~Enemy Turn!~~

"We will go after that pegasus rider, Joz!" The swordmaster nodded to the sage, who took the sniper along with him to hunt for Seyena.

The sage then hid in the woods near Seyena and pointed his staff at her, putting her to sleep.

Staff hit: (30+[{21-18}x5]+18)-(1x2) = 30+15+18-2 = 61
Hit roll: 23, hit!
Seyena is asleep!

~~Allies Turn!~~

Danya and Anja moved southwards, keeping themselves away from being 'in front'.

~~Player Turn 15~~

The heavy winds have returned.

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Mercs:
Alexander Jorinn: 43/43
Ami Storm: 22/29
Charlotte Braxis: 32/33
Edwin Westbringer: 34/34
Gregor von Hexham: 35/38
Olison Eul: 35/36
Riven: 29/29
Salvatore Vaughan: 29/36
Seyena Ikane: 35/35 Sleep (4/5)
Tantallos Forsaken: 33/33
Valor Inara: 27/35

Enemies:
Mercenary A: -1/32
Mercenary B: 32/32
Mercenary C: 32/32
Male Myrmidon A: -71/30
Female Myrmidon B: 29/29
Female Myrmidon C: 29/29
Knight A: -38/37
Knight B: -5/37
Knight C: 37/37
Knight D: 37/37
Fighter A: -10/35
Fighter B: 35/35
Fighter C: 35/35
Fighter D: 0/35
Monk A: -2/28
Monk B: -37/28
Monk C: 28/28
Shaman A: 29/29
Male Sniper A: 33/33
Female Sniper B: 31/31
Female Sniper C: 0/31
General: 41/41
Berserker: -17/41
Derick: 37/37
Raquel Torriani: 38/38
Joz: 38/38
Sage A: 33/33
Sage B: 33/33
Sage C: 33/33

NPCs:
Anja: 29/29
Captain Danya: 16/33
Wagon: 5/5hits

[Blade Master Model 42]

Move to 20,11

[Zako]

"Gregor..." Edwin murmured towards the sentinel, trying to catch his attention quietly. "I think we should focus on the southern flank. They are concentrating their stronger troops in the center and the north and the sleep staff sage has split off from the rest. If we can kill the southern troops quickly, we can circle around and attack the wizards in the rear, then mop up the rest. Do you think we can pull it off?"

[CrimsonEon]

Olison to 20,10.

[Sirus]

"Worth a shot, I suppose. Think that sleep staff of yours will have better luck against some other target?"

Move to (18,11)

[scapheap]

Move to 19,11

[Furtuka]

"..."

Derick started whistling a peppy tune.

[Powder Miner]

Alexander circled around to guard Gregor. While he did so, though, he noticed something- though since his eyesight was worse than that of many of the others, he noticed it far later than them.
:"Gregor. One of the swordsmen over there is..." He squints.
"A familiar shade of blue."
Move to 17, 11 and guard Gregor.

[Blade Master Model 42]

"I know, right?!?" Valor shouted, having overheard Alexander. "It's been bugging me for a while now... I think... Guys, I think that could be Derick." Valor cast his gaze downward, his expression troubled. "Or maybe it's someone who studied with him. It wouldn't make sense for it to be Derick if these people are working for Prixima, would it? I mean, he's wanted just like the rest of us..."

[Sirus]

"You think that's Derick over there? That would explain why he seems familiar...Anyway, its possible that he's working under an alias, if no-one has bothered to make a portrait of him for the wanted posters. I'm gonna try something."

Gregor raised an arm and waved experimentally at the mystery swordsman, while his other hand adjusted his monocle, hoping to draw attention to it.

[Furtuka]

"Uh...  Boss? Theres a waving hand poking out from under the cliff. Do you think they're still trying to parley?"

[Haspen]

Joz rubbed his chin for a while.

"At this stage of the skirmish, I accept only surrender. And, if they do surrender, we can always tie them up, confiscate and sell their weapons, and then ask their masters for a ransom. Our unit would profit greatly on the side of the mission. What do you think?"