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[The Master]

((lieutenant, duh!))

[Impending Doom]

Seeing the Seargent charging towards them, one of the marksponies charges at him. They both fall in a heap.

"Head on commander, I'll handle this one!"

- - - - - -

Friesden's behavior is very distressing to Starkey. He rises.

"Khenal, do you still have your keys?"

[The Master]

"Let Charity go!" I yell, through gritted teeth.

[KingStrongbeard]

"Pycho's on my side?" Thinks the confused Unicorn. "what is going on here anyway? The militia is fighting with itself, Otik bucked down my door and was dragging me away, and where is the guard? Is... is this a coup? No time to worry about that now. Sargent Carrot needs help." Charity, uses her telekinetic powers to grab the door, that was knocked off it's hinges and begins to swing it, wildly, at her captors, starting with the lieutenant.

[The Master]

"Charity, I don't know why these guys are after you, but I don't care! I refuse to let you get taken away! Fight with me!"

[KingStrongbeard]

"I don't know what's going on either Sargent, but I intend to find out."

Charity swings her improvised weapon again, trying to hit the well trained and quick pegasi militia.

"Cryptson! Get your pick!" Calls the countess back into her room.

[Impending Doom]

Seargent Psycho Carrot. Of course. Who the clop else wpuld show up while she was trying to escort a highly trained unicorn? Otik raises her crossbow, swinging it towards the base of Charity's skull. At the Countess' cry, the third markspony turns to the bedroom door, his weapon ready.

[The Master]

I enter a martial trance. The world seemed to slow down to the point of turning back on itself. I prepare to toss my axe, calculating the correct angle for it to hit Otik and the other pony guarding the door, then I toss it.

[KingStrongbeard]

As the blow flies toward Charity's head she panics, she's no warrior, dropping her concentration, before being struck. She falls, and is knocked out cold.

(I hate to take over a claimed pony, but the guy who claimed Cryptson has never posted anything since so I'm going to anyway.)

From the door way a hulking mass of muscles and fat comes forth, it is the Legendary Miner Cryptson, followed by his faithful pet cat Rorul. The blue earthpony holds a solid steel pick in his mouth. He surveys the situation. His eyes find his wife's body, collapsed upon the floor. His eyes move to the pony standing over her, murder in his eyes. Cryptson has become enraged!

[The Master]

Unable to control the power from the martial trance, Psycho goes berserk, grabs the door, and tosses it at the lieutenant.
"I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU TRAITORS!!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs, attacking the other two marks-ponies.

[Impending Doom]

Sounds of the commotion reach the guard's quarters. Starkey bolts upright. It can only mean one thing.

"Actually, forget about the keys, Khenal."

He bolts out the door, following the sounds of combat.

[The Master]

The door hits the lieutenant and blasts her across the hall, and impacts the wall on the other end. Assuming it killed her, Psycho tears the other two "traitors" to shreds.

With the deed done, Psycho comes out of the trance. Suffice to say, he didn't take what he saw very well.

[Impending Doom]

((no DFhack, so I would assume no on-demand killing.))

Approaching the scene, Starkey skids to a halt as a wooden door and a certain pegasus mare come hurtling into view shortly before slammng into the wall. Otik tries in vain to stand, before collapsing in a heap on the floor. He turns, galloping back towards the barracks. Starkey bursts through the door.

"Everypony up! Come on, we have a situation, move your flanks!"

[Khenal]

I slump in my cell after Commander Starkey runs off to the sounds of fighting.

"I wish I had my keys, or at least knew where they were so I could teleport them here like my book.  I hope everypony is alright..."

[KingStrongbeard]

After Psycho and Cryptson drive off the marksponies, The blue stallion, calms himself, and gallops over to his wife, he drops his pick and he checks that she is alive and when he sees that she is he cradles her unconscious form.