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[Solymr]

: They may not even expect us, if they think that mage knight with the cavalry ended us. I do think we should move out.

Lucas turned to follow Cedric, but stopped at gestured at Hans.

: And we should give him some food.

[Haspen]

Cedric turned to look at the hobo, and handed him a small bread. The hobo snorted with joy and scampered past the group, towards the southern group.

"_{Crazy murder woman...}" Hans mumbled toward Marietta rather angrily, but started to hobble a bit faster away, just to be sure.

"Everyone! Gather your belongings and prepare. We must go and save Luitgard from the soldiers!"

[RedMageCole]

Marietta spent her time hurriedly wiping away where the saliva landed, and even after she had done a good measure of wiping it away with her cape, she still really wanted a bath. But she knew she wasn't going to get that for a bit... hopefully she could cut past everything quickly. She began to approach the group, noticing that the hobo was leaving. Good riddance...

...Wait, what the hell did he just whisper? She didn't hear that much, but she could feel his gaze and at the very least, the word 'crazy'. With an angry snarl and a raised fist directly meeting his gaze, she wanted to so badly show him how crazy she could be, but it wasn't worth it... maybe she'd be lucky and they'd get to kill him later on.

Recounting her belongings, he drew her sword and took a few practice swings, preparing for the battle ahead.

[Solymr]

Give Soothe to Marion, take Herbs if necessary.

After giving the healer a staff he had no idea how to use, Lucas went to retrieve his writing equipment and diary. Taking a moment to write what happened during the raid and after returning to the razed rebel camp, Lucas set a page aside to write again the details of the destruction and death. Lucas brought the page outside and pinned it in good view of anyone who would pass the camp, so that they could know what atrocities the Angebortian Consort's troops were capable of.

: Lest we forget.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Orietta, for the moment, just closes her eyes, resting for a moment. Prayers would need to be said for these people at some point, and she would do it. That's what her mother had taught her to do, to honor the deceased. She had never pegged her mother to be the religious type, but there were always things that surprised Orietta about her mother.

Like the fact she'd done things like this when Orietta was naught but a twinkle in her eye.

[Haspen]

Cedric meanwhile took Jorne to the side. For a talk, which lasted a moment.

"Jorne will remain here to keep an eye on the camp. Just in case more unscrupulous looters show up."

[cronos5010]

Markus glanced around the camp for a moment, taking in a deep breath as he saw everyone else start to busy themselves, while he stood still in place, unsure of what to do next, despite his earlier declaration of support and outrage. Until he realized that his back was feeling particularly heavy, and he slowly moved his hand over to grasp the cause, finding it to be the bow that was handed over to him earlier, one that he...had no real use for. He took another glance at everyone, before he spied Marion, and slowly stepped over.

: "Here, you could use this far better than I would."
Markus Gives his Iron Bow to Marion

[Wolfhunter107]

Marion gives Steel Bow to Orietta.

[Haspen]

Cedric pulled on the reins of his horse a while later.

"Alright, we really must go. Jorne, keep watch over the camp! Everyone else, with me! We will save Luitgard!"

~~Chapter 1: A Heart Broken and Trampled~~

Northern end of the Lufin forest, less than half an hour later...

"Look, enemy soldiers! It must be the ones who've taken Luitgard captive!" Cedric rode along with his group towards the orange-uniformed footsoldiers and riders. And indeed, on a horse, behind a screen of armored men, there was the easily recognizable head of ashen-blue hair.

"Luitgard! We've come to free you!" Upon Cedric's shouting, all suprise element was lost.

"Sir Albert, enemy!"

"Oh...?"

"You've kidnapped my friend! Unhand her, or else!"

"Unhand?... Young lad, you're mistaken. We've kidnapped no rebel."

"Bullshit! You're hiding her away with your own body!"

"Really now, you're imagining things..." Then, from behind the tall man... "It's alright." Luitgard rode forward, comfortably seated on the horse.

"Hello, Cedric."

"Luitgard, are you alright? Did they hurt you?... Wait, I see no-"

"No ropes or anything? Heh, Cedric, you thought that Angebortian soldiers would bind a loyal citizen of the Crown?" Cedric's voice turned into exasperated stutter when realization hit him.

"T-That's... I..."

"No self-respecting Sister would aid an enemy of the nation, Cedric! Look at it! Godfried and his Tatalian friends were using you! You were simply a pawn for them to wreak havoc in Angeborten and plunge it into a civil war!"

"This-this is not..." Luitgard laughed while the enemy commander brandished his sword.

"I think that's enough talking, Miss Luitgard. You've done our Kingdom a great deed, spying on the rebels for so long. You will be rewarded as promised, Sir Ludger will ensure that. Now, my men will take you to meet with rest of my troop, while we remove the last bunch of the traitors and put down this so-called rebellion, once and for all."

"Of course, Sir Albert." She looked at Cedric, smirking just slightly. "Good-bye, Cedric~♥ It was nice knowing you." Half of the horsemen then rode off with Luitgard in a gallop, whilst the rest, with Sir Albert in front, faced Cedric and the rest.

"Say your prayers, rebels! Today, you die by the blade of Albert Seimetz, Cavalry Commander of Lufin!"

~~Player Turn 1~~

EXP: 77/100

Objectives:
Kill all enemies.

Enemies stats are here!

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

PCs:
Eloise van der Boore: 23/23
Lucas Dreyfus: 22/22
Markus Bridger: 20/20
Marietta Lancaster: 20/20
Marion Casier: 20/20
Orietta Fiorina: 19/19
Sylvianne Bismarck: 21/21

Allies:
Cedric von Sachsen: 21/21

Enemies:
Axeman A: 23/23
Axeman B: 23/23
Axeman C: 23/23
Javelineer A: 23/23
Javelineer B: 23/23
Javelineer C: 23/23
Javelineer D: 23/23
Lufin Escort A: 21/21
Lufin Escort B: 21/21
Lufin Escort C: 21/21
Battle Sister A: 18/18
Battle Sister B: 18/18
Albert Seimetz: 24/24 Equipped: Steel Sword

[Solymr]

: ...Of course. Why would they bother taking Luitgard prisoner when they massacred everyone and expected to do the same to us during the raid? The answer was simple: they didn't.

Lucas made a note on his ungloved hand, a sign that it was really important to remember: "Luitgard was a traitor". Then he turned to Cedric.

: Cedric, there's no doubt now.

: We can't back down!

Begin by mving to 10-8 and fluxing Axe C up!

[Haspen]

Hit: 86+15-8 = 93
Hit roll: 7, hit!
Crit roll: 25, no crit
Damage: 15-0 = 15dmg

Lucas strikes again!
Hit: 86+15-8 = 93
Hit roll: 65, hit!
Crit roll: 33, no crit
Damage: 15-0 = 15dmg

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

PCs:
Eloise van der Boore: 23/23
Lucas Dreyfus: 22/22
Markus Bridger: 20/20
Marietta Lancaster: 20/20
Marion Casier: 20/20
Orietta Fiorina: 19/19
Sylvianne Bismarck: 21/21

Allies:
Cedric von Sachsen: 21/21

Enemies:
Axeman A: 23/23
Axeman B: 23/23
Axeman C: -7/23
Javelineer A: 23/23
Javelineer B: 23/23
Javelineer C: 23/23
Javelineer D: 23/23
Lufin Escort A: 21/21
Lufin Escort B: 21/21
Lufin Escort C: 21/21
Battle Sister A: 18/18
Battle Sister B: 18/18
Albert Seimetz: 24/24 Equipped: Steel Sword

[IamanElfCollaborator]

".....as mother said, careful who you trust."
Erica had always been suspicious of the Sisters, and Orietta had been raised to treat them with a healthy caution. Every second she spent here, Orietta was realising exactly what her mother had been doing before she was born and how hard, exactly, it was.

"Very well. No harm will befall my allies."
"That is your first and only warning."
9-8, twang an axeman, canto to 9-9

[Haspen]

And what a twang it was!

Hit: 112+10-8 = 114, autohit!
Crit roll: 6!
Damage: 11-4 = 7x3 = 21dmg

Orietta strikes again!
Hit: 112+10-8 = 114, autohit!
Crit roll: 4!
Damage: 11-4 = 7x3 = 21dmg

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

PCs:
Eloise van der Boore: 23/23
Lucas Dreyfus: 22/22
Markus Bridger: 20/20
Marietta Lancaster: 20/20
Marion Casier: 20/20
Orietta Fiorina: 19/19
Sylvianne Bismarck: 21/21

Allies:
Cedric von Sachsen: 21/21

Enemies:
Axeman A: 23/23
Axeman B: -19/23
Axeman C: -7/23
Javelineer A: 23/23
Javelineer B: 23/23
Javelineer C: 23/23
Javelineer D: 23/23
Lufin Escort A: 21/21
Lufin Escort B: 21/21
Lufin Escort C: 21/21
Battle Sister A: 18/18
Battle Sister B: 18/18
Albert Seimetz: 24/24 Equipped: Steel Sword

[RedMageCole]

Marietta was tense of the whole thing from the start. She hadn't been so trustworthy of Luitgard, considering who she was, but Cedric trusted her... enough for them to share a kiss, even. That sort of thing wasn't just something you shared between just anyone. The two of them were close, and Marietta wasn't about to be someone who got in the way of that.

But this.

This.

Marietta found her blood coming to a boil as she realized they were betrayed. Her grip on her sword tightened, and she drew it with a snarl.

"You..."

"...FUCKING BITCH!"

Everything in Marietta's body screamed for her to take vengeance. Her reason that told her that it was dangerous to charge into the group; the amount of javelin wielders that made her life so miserable last time was great, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to wring that stupid little girl's neck out, and make her beg for Cedric's forgiveness. How dare she!? How dare she!?

"Start sleeping with one eye open, Sister! You'll be lucky if you have both of them still in tact when I get through with you! You're fucking dead! And to all of you who want to get in my way? Come to me like pigs to a slaughter!"

"The fucking church of the Seven Sisters! You can never trust those damn zealots; they'll gladly offer up their own goddamn family if the situation demands! I'll tear them all apart, just watch me! I'll just have to start with you!"

With a scream filled with rage, Marietta rushed at one of the sisters, sword in hand. However, her reason finally managed to take hold of Marietta for just a moment, and in a swift maneuver, just as she got to the sister, she sheathed her sword and drew her brand new dagger, ready to go for the throat.

Marietta to 10, 6 and stab Battle Sister B with Iron Dagger

[Chevaleresse]

"Dead. All of you." Lightning sparked threateningly across the mage's armor. "Starting with you."

8-8, blow up horsedude