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5 (31.3%)

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9 (56.3%)

Sindhu

2 (12.5%)

Total Members Voted: 16

Voting closed: November 05, 2016, 04:00:47 pm

[flazeo25]

C

[Taricus]

C

[Lucus Casius]

C.  A's probably a bad idea, since the gods clearly hate us anyway, and the sargeant will probably have us thrown off the wall or send us somewhere WORSE if we try to make excuses.  So.  Crossbow.

[Maegil]

^This
C

[Haspen]

You toss away your trusted pike that you trained with for the last ten years and grab a crossbow from Rolf the crossbowman!

He gets angry and punches you in the face before the sergeant shouts at you both.

"Get onto your posts dammit and stop brawling when a battle's about to commence!"

A) Apologize to Rolf and return to your post.
B) Tell Rolf that you need his crossbow truly.
C) Make an excuse to the sergeant and abscond somewhere safer.
D) Punch Rolf back!

[Taricus]

A

[Elephant Parade]

B

[ZBridges]

A

[Criptfeind]

C

[flazeo25]

A

[Maegil]

B - We might get lucky with our targets of opportunity.

[Lucus Casius]

D.  No particular reason.

[Chevaleresse]

A

Damnit Hasp.

[Haspen]

You apologize to Rolf for your moment of psychological weakness and return to your post.

The battle commences with the sounds of the horns, and you utter a brief pr-

Oh wait you didn't want prayers. No deity support for you.


You are Rolf the Crossbowman. Sitting behind the crenellations, you reload your crossbow as the corpses of Ulf, Haart and Asbach the Pikemen continue to bleed from their many wounds.

You're running out of bolts, by the way; only three remain in your quiver and the day is far from over, the sky only recently having turned orange, and the enemies have yet to begin scaling the walls, seemingly satisfied with endless volleys of arrows and large rocks tossed over the fortifications.

The boy named Ethwyn, who is fetching quivers for the crossbowmen, haven't been paying any attention to you lately.

A) Leave your post and get some bolts yourself somewhere nearby.
B) Shout at Ethwyn to get his fat twelve years old ass over here and get you ammunition right now!
C) Drop your weapon and flee from the walls to the safety of the inner city.

[Taricus]

B