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[Powder Miner]

Alexander briefly went pensive.
:"I cannot speak for my comrades, and do not attempt to do so. But I would gladly do so... excepting if Prixima were to be the one judging us, for between her poisoning of other Menelean nobles, and the attack she caused because of that upon Fezzan, the one we supposedly betrayed is the one truly without Menelea's best interests at heart."

[Haspen]

"Your lies and accusations against a Menelean noble only solidify your guilt! Prepare to die!"

[Powder Miner]

:"I've been prepared to die for Menelea for a long, long time. Yet, Prixima has a particular stone. Find out why she got that, if you're going to kill me. At least do a favor for Menelea."
Alexander continued to stay still and guard his comrades.

[Haspen]

"I won't, just because I don't believe traitors!"

[Powder Miner]

:"...I fail to see what harm finding information can do. I'm not asking you to harm any Menelean- I would never. ...I was the kind of man who would say the things you do for his country, until I discovered Prixima's motives. Now I'm merely the kind who would die for his country."

[Haspen]

The soldier just spit on the side and prepared to strike Alexander without further words spoken.

[Sirus]

Sorry, Alexander. You tried your best, but if these men aren't willing to listen I would rather condemn myself than see you or Charlotte killed.

Fling Iron Javelin at the swordguy with the Armorslayer. Invoke Critzocoatl.

[Haspen]

First javelin ended in the swordsman's stomach, the other in his chest.

Hit: 109+5+10+15-27 = 112, autohit!
Damage: 22+2+1-8 = 17

Gregor hits again!
Hit: 109+5+10+15-27 = 112, autohit! Crit roll: 14!
Damage: 22+2+1-8 = 17x3 = 51dmg

~~Enemy Turn!~~

Another meteor fell onto Alexander. When the dust settled, his friends and the Menelean border guards could she the shield still smoking a bit when Alexander lowered it. Like a bawse.

Hit: 109-2-17 = 90
Hit roll: 20! Alex's Great Shield roll: 9! //Fukken tank >:U
Damage: 0!

After initial shock, the guards rushed at the mercs.
Axe Thrower D tossed his poisoned axe at Alexander, hitting and poisoning him. Then Axe Thrower A moved close to panzerman and gently tapped him on face. And then many others moved around to hit other mercenaries but Alex defended them all with his heart and few hundred kilograms of steel.

Hit: 92-5-2-17 = 68
Hit roll: 60, hit!
Damage: 25-2-21 = 2dmg, poisoned!

Hit: 97-5-2-17 = 73
Hit roll: 60, hit!
Damage: 24-2-21 = 1dmg

Irrelevant, either miss or no damage.

Irrelevant, either miss or no damage.

Irrelevant, either miss or no damage.

Irrelevant, either miss or no damage.

Unfortunately, Pegasus Rider C turned her mount toward other side of the river - toward Anja. The bloodthirsty spear went easily into the gypsy's blade, who, with hiss of anger, slashed mightily across the pegasus and it's rider.

Hit: 107+15-58 = 64
Hit roll: 37, hit!
Damage: 22+1-7 = 16dmg

Anja counters!
Hit: 139-15-40 = 84
Hit roll: 43, hit! Crit roll: 3!
Damage: 16-1-7 = 8x3 = 24dmg

~~Allies Turn!~~

Anja cursed under her nose and sliced across the rider's throat, killing her.

Hit: 139-15-40 = 84
Hit roll: 55, hit!
Damage: 16-1-7 = 8

Dag waved his staff and Alex was fully healed. Well, except the poison in his veins.

10+19 = Up to 29HP restored

Meanwhile...

"Sir Wodan, there are silhouettes above the forest to the no-"

"I am not blind, darnit! You guys down there just kill those criminals and take their heads! We need to get out of here before Berebians arrive!"

~~Player Turn 6~~

Survive!: Last Turn

Alexander: 4

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Mercs:
Alexander Jorinn: 34/38 Poison (4/5)
Charlotte Braxis: 21/30
Gregor von Hexham: 29/32

Enemies:
Swordsman A: 31/31
Swordsman B: -37/31
Cavalier A: 32/32
Cavalier B: 32/32
Cavalier C: 13/32
Cavalier D: 32/32
Cavalier E: -8/32
Axe Thrower A: 33/33
Axe Thrower B: 33/33
Axe Thrower C: -3/33
Axe Thrower D: 33/33
Pegasus Rider A: -66/27
Pegasus Rider B: 27/27
Pegasus Rider C: -5/27
Pegasus Rider D: 27/27
Pegasus Rider E: 27/27
Pegasus Rider F: 27/27
Pegasus Rider G: 27/27
Pegasus Rider H: 27/27
Pegasus Rider I: 27/27
Wodan: 45/45
Mage Knight A: 31/31
Mage Knight B: -14/31
Bishop: 27/27
Swordmaster: 30/30

Allies:
Anja: 12/28
Dag: 33/33
Wagon: 5/5 hits

[freeformschooler]

SNIPE CAVALIER C

HUAHUAHAUAHHA

[Sirus]

: "There's so many of them...yet with Alexander around, we still have a chance. I'd rather not have my life end with my head getting hacked off to appease some mad noblewoman."

Avoid giving in to despair by FLINGing Javelin at Swordguy A.

[Powder Miner]

Alexander lowered the glowing, smoking shield slightly, staring the border guard in the eyes.
:"I believe I have established. You shall not harm me or my comrades."
Stay there, guard all attacks.

[Haspen]

Two javelins an a arrow later, two more Meneleans departed to afterlife.

Hit: 109+15+10+5-31 = 108, autohit!
Damage: 22+2+1-8 = 17dmg

Gregor strikes again!
Hit: 109+15+10+5-31 = 108, autohit!
Damage: 22+2+1-8 = 17dmg

Hit: 111+10+10+5-35 = 101, autohit!
Damage: 20+2-8 = 14dmg

Suddenly...

With loud neighing, a group of bow knights appeared on the road to the north, as the silhouttes above the forest turned into a swarm of pegasi riders.

"Damnation! Retreat! Before we get slaughtered!" Before his troops managed to climb onto the horses and pegasi, Wodan himself left a cloud of dust behind.

~~Chapter 6 Complete!~~

The bow knights (and few cavaliers) seized Anja and her wagon, keeping weapons locked at her. The pegasi began flying in a wide circle around Gregor, Charlotte, Dag and Alexander, the number of the pegasi being twenty one, the wings knocked clouds of dirt and dust around. Soon, they all landed in a circle, in an ideal choreographic move, and one rider, armed with silvery lance and sword at her belt, landed in the inside of the circle of riders, near Gregor.

After the captain of the pegasi rider attached her lance to the sadle, she slid from it, keeping her left hand on the sword's handle.

"Deserters, refugees or spies? Speak quickly!"

[Sirus]

Gregor gulped. He wasn't very knowledgeable about Berebian custom, so he had no idea if honesty would help or hurt in this situation.

"I guess you could call us refugees. We have been accused of crimes we did not commit and seek sanctuary. This man, Dag, suggested that we flee to Berebia."

[Haspen]

"Oh? Criminals on the run, then. Still, if you want to live, put your hands forward so we can tie them. After that, we can carry you to our border keep. The armor guy will have to ride on that wagon behind the river. Oh right, that redhead there is with you?"

[Sirus]

"You mean Anja? Yes, she's with us."

He did not, however, put his hands forward just yet.

"Thank you for the timely assistance, by the way. Who are you?"