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[Blade Master Model 42]

"Why did-... He's supposed to be running things, not causing diversions!"

"..." Valor watched the sewer grate that Gregor had dashed into, awaiting some form of signal.

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

Gregor got himself to the top of the staircase, into small storeroom, which had a staircase leading up. From above, through opened hatch, he could hear noises of combat and angry shouts.

[Sirus]

Gregor ran back to the drain entrance and waved his arms, beckoning the others to follow.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Valor exhaled slowly, then made a mad dash for where Gregor was waving, keeping his head down and praying that the archers would miss.

[CrimsonEon]

: "...Well, I guess that's a signal."
Olison dismounted and tied his horse to a nearby branch. He was about to speak when Valor made a maddened dash.
: "I'll go firs-... Nevermind. Ami, you'll want to stay behind me or Seyena when we move in, I am not risking you getting injured."

[Haspen]

The arrows fell onto the two other runners, albeit no ballista bolts scoured the ground. Either they ran out of ammo or had trouble loading them.

When Valor got to the sewer entrance, Olison collapsed on top of him with several arrows sticking of him, while Valor himself miraculously got there unscathed.

3 hits to Olison: -30HP: Death counter until healed.
0 hits to Valor: no damage

[Powder Miner]

Alexander considered Chris's question, while keeping his lance up.
:"If that happens, I'll regret having failed my duty. But that won't happen. I failed once- now I shall never again. I'll complete my duty no matter how many wounds I have to suffer or how many Berebian cur I have to cut down. I won't fail."

[Sirus]

: "Dammit!"

Gregor dragged Olison inside, away from further arrows.

[Blade Master Model 42]

: "Dammit!"

Gregor dragged Olison inside, away from further arrows.

Valor assisted Gregor in pulling Olison safely inside. "I realize this was at least partly my idea, but I'm beginning to think we might have been better off entering through that backdoor the others used."

[Sirus]

: "I'm starting to think you're right."

: "But we're here now, and unless you want to try to run that gauntlet again and lead the girls along the other path, we're committed. I heard fighting not far ahead, which either means we're close to the rest of the group, or we're near some of my fellows, who are probably in dire need of assistance. To turn back now would waste precious time."

[scapheap]

:"Yes, let all go!"

Run run run!

[Haspen]

The arrows mysteriously evaded Ami - until she got into the moat. That's where two arrows struck her.

2 arrows hit = -20HP until healed

[Gamerboy4life]

"What- No, no, no, no! I didn't agree to this! There's got to be a different way!" Seyena watched her companions run past the arrows, both her and her mount growing anxious. "I don't want to end up like the Berebians!"

[Sirus]

Gregor helped Ami inside, then waved to Seyena.

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Yeah, running back out to lead them around the other way would just waste more time we don't have. At the very least, no one on the other side of that wall is likely to expect us to come through. I sincerely doubt the invaders have familiarized themselves with Prixima's plumbing."

"Here comes miss first aid. Fingers crossed... Oh hell, if Seyena doesn't hurry up, she's going to wind up with all the archer's attention on her." As Ami entered, Valor took out the last of his vulnerary and administered it to the troubadour. "Could you heal up Olison, Ami? He got perforated on his way in."