private The Fall of Andalasia ~Book 1~

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Adrass.

 

After a few minutes the hunter halted his pace - suddenly darting off to the left and slowing, the sound of his footfalls fading to nothing as the hood was pulled up and the vaguely red bandanna-cloth was thumbed into place. No longer on the run (though exactly how the army had been slowed for so long by a single vial of fire was a mystery to him) he dropped low to silently close the short distance that seemed to remain between himself and the stench of a magical collective.

 

@@Shadow Dancer,

 

"Weapons on the ground." Came the voice as the hunter stepped deftly through the foliage after the stranger - bastard sword drawing up to be held in a hostile stance with its tip at eye level. Down low was the hunters left hand, holding the final loaded pistol towards the second figure - though while the alleged 'healer' busied himself away from the princess, he wasn't a real concern to Adrass. Instead, the hunters eyes remained on the other intruder.

 

"I'm sick of surprises. I'm sick of strangers and I'm fucking sick of spellcasters!" He growled through the cloth - eyes furious and shining with a liquid sheen beneath the hood that might have been sweat. "You really don't want to take another step towards the girl."

Edited July 4, 2014 by Cinderscribe

[Sanctified Absence 126]

"Dying?" Zaddion caught his breath as he clenched his arm, looking back he realised the trail of red had not stopped, shit. Still, there were worse matters at hand than his current condition, for he knew that despite the severity of the bleeding there would be very little to no internal damage from the crystals.

 

Taking a close look at the stranger before him Zaddion weighed his options, this man may merely be an assassin, but without aid he was going to die or at least pass out from blood-loss anyway. "I'm not sure even a medic has been trained in this kind of injury," he panted as he slowly rolled the sleeve of his robe up his left arm.

 

There were no cuts, bruises or any real sign of damage, the only oddity was the crystalline wispy pattern on his arm, it was from this pattern that the blood was leaving the body.

Edited July 4, 2014 by Sanctified Absence

[Shadow Dancer 111]

Flying Ace Indicus walked towards the injured man that spoke a moment ago and replied, "My name is Indicus I was hired by the Illian Kingdom to make sure that the princess dose not die on the way there." I hid the little detail that I was hired to increase tensions between the kingdoms along with guarding the princess. 

[Scribblegroove 565]

Dresden looked at the strange newcomer that appeared out of nowhere until he was shoved buy another complete stranger one who thought Dresden was dying, With shaky knees Dresden got up. "Don't worry about me i'm fine I've suffered worse wounds then burns and cuts, so who are you two I get that your a medic but what about Mr. Cloak and Daggers over there?"

The crow-man groaned in frustration. "I'm not talking about you moron, I'm talking about him!" He said loudly as he pointed his gloved finger at the Mage known as Zaddion.

 

"He is clearly dying of fatal wounds. You must act now!" He explained as clearly as he could. He retrieved his backpack and walked towards the body whose last hours, or minutes, were wasting away.

 

@Sanctified Absence

"Trust me, I'm a doctor..." He mumbled as he bent over his patient to see what he had to do to treat him. This certainly was something he had seen nor treated before. But of course, he could improvise. He retrieved the big pneumatic injection needle from his belt, and grabbed two vials.

 

"These two concoctions were made to enhance your own regenerative healing systems. I'm going magically enhance them and inject them straight into your bloodstream. They should help your arms to heal in their own way, keeping those neat little crystals intact." He said as prepared the mixture in the injection needle's reservoir. He didn't hesitate for a moment and stung the needle straight in the mans wrist, perfectly accurate, and injected the fluid into his arm.

 

The strange magical pattern seemed become a little more opaque, as if his body was trying to preserve energy to heal the wounds around the tattoos, and showed the wounds underneath the crystal. He reckoned he would have to treat those normally, and let his own body do the rest of the work.

 

He took two vials, bandages and needle and thread out of his bag. He looked at the needle for a second. It looked relatively clean. "Eh, good enough." He said to himself softly as he got to work.

 

He began with treating the wound using a salve from the first vial. It stopped the bleeding a little, as it very quickly healed the outer bits of the wound. He then poured a liquid from another vial over the wound. This would prevent infections and cause the wound to heal quicker. The wounds would close and the crystal tattoo would heal alongside his skin.

 

"If anyone has a problem with me sewing your friend together you should say so now..." He said sarcastically as he prepared the needle and thread. Closing all those little cuts would be quite a tough job. He decided to only close the largest one with small stitches, and then bind the rest together in bandages. That should do the trick.

 

(I hope this is ok...)

Edited July 4, 2014 by Scribblegroove

[Sekel 693]

Helena finally got her breath back and sat up, looking around at the group. There was some skrt of medic attending to the mage shehad spoken to earlier, the cheerful boy who played with water earlier was sitting next to her and here appeared to be a confrontation between Adrass and a cloaked figure.

 

She got up and looked at the trail of blood that the mage had been leaving behind. She hates being followed by any means. Sighing irritably, she tapped into her magick and rapidly sped off to clean up the trail of blood as best she could. Getting to the edge of the forest, she breathed calmly through her nose as she noticed a beast of a warrior with swords stuck through her skull, luckily her back was turned.

 

Getting a fearful look in her eyes, she sped back in the direction she came from, hoping that the Iron Maiden hadn't seen her. Getting back to camp, she breathed calmly but still had a fearful look in her eyes. "At least I cleaned up the trail of blood. Your welcome."

[Shadow Dancer 111]

Cinderscribe I complied taking my bow and quiver and putting them on the ground, not in the mood to deal with this interruption of my given contract. "There, can I at least tell you why I'm here before I am decapitated?" I said calmly not even intimidated just annoyed.

[RunsWithSquirlz 274]

"Ah what?!" the doctor had taken Whisper by surprise. She was still trying to get her wits about her when two new faces appeared.

 

"Mage? Dying mage?" she looked over at Zaddion but a dark figure was already over him; perhaps applying medical aid. The doctor from before.

 

"Thank you Helena, thank you very much for saving me." she thanked the thief before she ran off and went over to Dresden. Tulla was fine, at the moment she was applying salves to her chimeras wounds while talking to Robert. So she approached the young man cautiously; rolling up her sleeves as she did so. 

 

"I have no quarrel with the healer." she said to Adrass while gently placing her hands on Dresdens arms. "This won't hurt, I promise." she looked into the young mages eyes as her hands glowed a faint gold; spreading a cooling feeling all over his body. The skin on his arms began to heal over; replaced by a layer of a fresh new unscathed one. His pain was gone.

 

(Had to take a whole bit out.)

@@Alex Kennedy,

 

"Sorry for forgetting the name. In the heat of attack sometimes things slip my mind." she sighed while applying a thick substance to Tugg. He flinched and turned his head around, snorting in Roberts face. A song about him would be nice and he knew Tulla certainly wouldn't mind.

 

"I don't think that's proof enough. Especially if you were hiding under the banner of Illia!" Tulla glared at Indicus. But then, why would the King implant him only to destroy said caravan. Didn't the King wish to live?

 

"Something's not right..." she mumbled to herself. 

Edited July 4, 2014 by RunsWithSquirlz

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Adrass.

 

@@Shadow Dancer,

 

"You work for Illia - thats all I need to know. Tell your lies to the other deceivers if you must. I have an obligation to take care of and neither you, nor the witch you associate with are going to lay a hand on her."

 

@@RunsWithSquirlz,

 

His eyes flickered towards the sound of the princess' voice - arching the blade and retuning it to his back as he jogged to her side, pistol still held in his left hand.

 

"Never mind these traitors, who would have watched you choke without pity!" He snapped. "How are you feeling? Is your mind clear? Any sickness or dizziness? I..."

 

The hunter stopped suddenly - as if hitting a brick wall with his words. It was probably because of the choice he had needed to make: to protect her, rather than give his life to the destruction of the Witch back at the site if the attack. Of course he wasn't about to claim to have been concerned about to witch-princess.

 

That would be absurd.

 

"I believed that you were cursed - we should be certain that you are recovered before you exert yourself."

[RunsWithSquirlz 274]

@,

 

Whisper smiled sweetly at Adrass' concern. "It was sudden; there was no curse. Sometimes I can...feel the evil in things. And it chokes me." 

 

She turned to him, with Dresden healed and folded her hands "My concern is you. Are you alright? Have you been hurt?". Her blue eyes darted all over his person; inspecting for wounds or blood.

[Flying Ace 142]

"Ah what?!" the doctor had taken Whisper by surprise. She was still trying to get her wits about her when two new faces appeared.

 

"Mage? Dying mage?" she looked over at Zaddion but a dark figure was already over him; perhaps applying medical aid. The doctor from before.

 

"Thank you Helena, thank you very much for saving me." she thanked the thief before she ran off and went over to Dresden. Tulla was fine, at the moment she was applying salves to her chimeras wounds while talking to Robert. So she approached the young man cautiously; rolling up her sleeves as she did so. 

 

"I have no quarrel with the healer." she said to Adrass while gently placing her hands on Dresdens arms. "This won't hurt, I promise." she looked into the young mages eyes as her hands glowed a faint gold; spreading a cooling feeling all over his body. The skin on his arms began to heal over; replaced by a layer of a fresh new unscathed one. His pain was gone.

 

(Had to take a whole bit out.)

@@Alex Kennedy,

 

"Sorry for forgetting the name. In the heat of attack sometimes things slip my mind." she sighed while applying a thick substance to Tugg. He flinched and turned his head around, snorting in Roberts face. A song about him would be nice and he knew Tulla certainly wouldn't mind.

 

"I don't think that's proof enough. Especially if you were hiding under the banner of Illia!" Tulla glared at Indicus. But then, why would the King implant him only to destroy said caravan. Didn't the King wish to live?

 

"Something's not right..." she mumbled to herself. 

 

Adrass.

 

@@Shadow Dancer,

 

"You work for Illia - thats all I need to know. Tell your lies to the other deceivers if you must. I have an obligation to take care of and neither you, nor the witch you associate with are going to lay a hand on her."

 

@@RunsWithSquirlz,

 

His eyes flickered towards the sound of the princess' voice - arching the blade and retuning it to his back as he jogged to her side, pistol still held in his left hand.

 

"Never mind these traitors, who would have watched you choke without pity!" He snapped. "How are you feeling? Is your mind clear? Any sickness or dizziness? I..."

 

The hunter stopped suddenly - as if hitting a brick wall with his words. It was probably because of the choice he had needed to make: to protect her, rather than give his life to the destruction of the Witch back at the site if the attack. Of course he wasn't about to claim to have been concerned about to witch-princess.

 

That would be absurd.

 

"I believed that you were cursed - we should be certain that you are recovered before you exert yourself."

Dresden tried to protest bit his eyes widen in surprise at the feeling that washed over his body he quickly examined himself to see...no wounds, "Wha-how....Whoa, amazing I knew you had magic powers but...I never felt anything like that!" Dresden laughed as he flexed his limbs to make sure there in working order. "I believed that you were cursed - we should be certain that you are recovered before you exert yourself." 

Dresden turned towards Adrass, "You sir need to calm down, she is not cursed, and we are not traitors. If you want to see a traitor how about you go back to our destroyed camp." Dresden said the the stubborn witch-hunter with a stick up his ass. (I'm sorry I couldn't resist   )

[Shadow Dancer 111]

@@RunsWithSquirlz, After hearing those words Indicus thought back to the men and remembered the Illian symbol on their armor. "Why the hell would my employer or the kingdom hire someone to kill the princess when he slash they clearly wants her alive?" He asked himself. 

 

@, I looked at the man that still had a sword at my neck. "I was watching you fight the mercenaries, if I wanted anyone of you dead I would have let twenty guards that escaped your notice go past me and kill you or done it myself already while you and your group had no fucking idea I was around. I was given a contract to ensure that the princess reaches the king alive and well, I have never have failed a contact, and I won't start now." I firmly stated showing no emotion besides annoyance

Edited July 4, 2014 by Shadow Dancer

[RunsWithSquirlz 274]

The Iron Maiden had been standing amongst the mass of bodies. She heard a rustle of leaves and twigs snapping and turned in time to see a shadow whisk away into the forest. How idiotic these Andalasian guards were; what a pathetic weak race.

 

With a quick flick of her wrist, she sent a small pack of scouts into the woods. Among them; two large muzzled wolves with silver-tipped claws.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Through the goggles of his mask he peered at his patients arm, carefully stitching together the small cuts that would pose a problem if they weren't closed properly. He finished the last one and took the bandage from his bag. He skillfully wrapped it around the mages arm. "The man who just saved your life is called Flinch. You may thank me later..." He said as he gave the Mage a pat on the shoulder.

 

He stood up, and caught up with the current conversation, having picked up a few things while working on healing the mages' arm.

 

"So you're the princess!" He said loudly, adressing the woman who was claimed to be their lands savior. "So you're supposed to save us from the plague that had been infesting our lands and covering us with the depressing cloud of horrifying misery. How wonderful. At last we can be released of this terrible curse. It's very frustrating for a medic to have untreatable patients you know. It doesn't do much good for your reputation." He said with a cackling voice. "I mean, I tried to explain to the townspeople why their elder had died. 'The disease is untreatable' I had said. 'You're most likely all going to die of the contagion' I had explained, but they couldn't help but blame me and make me flee out of town like I was some kind of which. I can't help it that they aren't as prepared against contagion as I am." He rambled on, not pausing to breathe a single time.

 

He then remembered something quite important. "But princess, you are not safe here. We must move now! Not only are the mercenaries closing in, but I am afraid I released a deadly concoction of diseases and parasites to throw the hunters off. Both the cloud of death and the mercenaries could catch up with us any moment now." He explained as if it were a the weather he was taking about.

Edited July 5, 2014 by Scribblegroove

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Adrass.

 

@@RunsWithSquirlz,

 

"Nothing serious - only my pride." He shrugged, pulling down at the neck of the heavy leather coat to display the thin layer of chain that lined it. "I've plenty scars already, nobody will notice a few more scratches."

 

He paused as more voices addressed him, turning in place.

 

@@Flying Ace,

 

"You're mages - of course you're traitors, it's in you're blood!" The hunter seethed. "Magic destroys sooner or later, and with so many of you practicing the black arts... somebody had to protect her while you stood around and gawped like children seeing a carcass for the first time!"

 

@@Shadow Dancer,

 

Whirling in place, he pointed towards the intruder again.

 

"And you..." He growled. "The 'cold mercenary' act gets old real quickly - you might fool these sorcerers but it'll take more than acting like some brooding teenager to earn my trust. Stay away from the girl."

 

Far too much emotion over a mage... the only reasoning he could achieve was that he must be projecting: transferring his failure at one purpose into a zeal for another.

 

Pausing, he took a deep breath, raised a hand to his face and covered his eyes.

 

@@Scribblegroove,

 

Quiet. Dark. Calm. The doctor interrupted.

 

"Finally, a soul with a degree of reason!" Exclaimed the frustrated hunter. "Let's deal with this somewhere safer."

[Sekel 693]

Helena turned around and climbed up the nearest tree to be hidden by branches. She crouched on one of the limbs and heard what that medic had said and decided to look at the direction they had come from. She thought she saw something glint in the distance. Like the glinting of armor in moonlight. Her eyes widened as she saw that the group of mercenaries also had a couple of wolves with them. She turned around on the branch and called out to the group.

@, @@RunsWithSquirlz, @@Scribblegroove, @@Flying Ace, @@Shadow Dancer, @@Alex Kennedy, @@Sanctified Absence
"Hey! There are a group of mercenaries and they have a couple of wolves with them coming this way!" Helena shouted as she took a crossbow bolt out of her quiver. This bolt was different then than the others. For one, it had a metal chamber on it and two, the chamber was filled with smoke and would explode on impact with the ground, creating a smoke barrier.

She eyed the group and loaded the bolt into her crossbow. She fired it towards them; It landed just in front of their feet and as a soldier stepped over it, it exploded, releasing a screen of smoke to blind them. She jumped down and crouched as she landed. She stood up and shouted at them. "I just shot a smoke bolt at them but it won't hold for long. We need to get out of here now!" Helena yelled at the group she was with. She'll have to inspect her crossbow later.

Edited July 5, 2014 by XANA

[Shadow Dancer 111]

@@Scribblegroove, Hearing this news i just muttered three words, "Fuck my life."

 

@, I sighed not wanting to deal with his shit right now. 

 

XANA I followed her advice ignoring the man for now that I was starting to suspect was a hunter, but also was not my concern, all I cared about was that I completed the contract. The second part seemed to be completing itself.

[Alex Kennedy 1,228]

@@RunsWithSquirlz, 

 

Robert had just begun writing the new song when word came of more enemies incoming. A shame, too. If he could have finished the song first, he might actually have a way to use his magic to hasten their retreat. As it stood, he was forced to run away without being much help yet again. He hopped onto Tugg's back again, hoping Tulla wouldn't mind giving him another ride.

[Torrent505 370]

Serafinno's hunting had gone well, he had caught three rabbits and eaten the first two; the third was still alive but rather terrified hanging from it's scruff in his jaw, he was bringing it home to share with the nice humans that had giving him stew.  But as he approached he saw smoke rising from the Princesses camp, it was far too much smoke to be from campfires and the wind smelled of blood.  Fear griped him and he increase his speed while rising high enough to skim the clouds and hide; his keen eyes saw everything, the bodies of people he'd been playing with less than an hour before, the little hole he had dug with the stone chimney he had been building but now would never finish and then the jester that he had known for several years died while he was watching.  He dropped the rabbit and the poor terrified little thing fell for about a mile becoming a little white missile before slamming down on the big metal human's stupid metal helm at maximum velocity.

 

Serrafinno dropped down just after the falling rabbit, he dove as fast as he dare while letting the friction build against his scales; his own internal temperatures were rising to the point his body could barely handle them.  Finn had never felt anger and hate like this, he was overcome with not blood-lust but burn-lust; all that had dared to hurt him and those he had liked needed to become ash.  He let his rage be known in a roar of outrage unlike any he had loosed before, he hit the earth like missile next to the stone chimney he had been building and with the impact unleashed the wave of fire that had been building within him.  The stones next to him cracked and broke, bodies were incinerated and the royal carriage became a charred husk; as his carnage spread the rabbit stuck the Iron Maiden at the edge of the camp, he had beat it down.

Edited July 5, 2014 by Torrent505

[Flying Ace 142]

Helena turned around and climbed up the nearest tree to be hidden by branches. She crouched on one of the limbs and heard what that medic had said and decided to look at the direction they had come from. She thought she saw something glint in the distance. Like the glinting of armor in moonlight. Her eyes widened as she saw that the group of mercenaries also had a couple of wolves with them. She turned around on the branch and called out to the group.

 

@, @@RunsWithSquirlz, @@Scribblegroove, @@Flying Ace, @@Shadow Dancer, @@Alex Kennedy, @@Sanctified Absence

"Hey! There are a group of mercenaries and they have a couple of wolves with them coming this way!" Helena shouted as she took a crossbow bolt out of her quiver. This bolt was different then than the others. For one, it had a metal chamber on it and two, the chamber was filled with smoke and would explode on impact with the ground, creating a smoke barrier.

 

She eyed the group and loaded the bolt into her crossbow. She fired it towards them; It landed just in front of their feet and as a soldier stepped over it, it exploded, releasing a screen of smoke to blind them. She jumped down and crouched as she landed. She stood up and shouted at them. "I just shot a smoke bolt at them but it won't hold for long. We need to get out of here now!" Helena yelled at the group she was with. She'll have to inspect her crossbow later.

 

@@RunsWithSquirlz, 

 

Robert had just begun writing the new song when word came of more enemies incoming. A shame, too. If he could have finished the song first, he might actually have a way to use his magic to hasten their retreat. As it stood, he was forced to run away without being much help yet again. He hopped onto Tugg's back again, hoping Tulla wouldn't mind giving him another ride.

 

Serafinno's hunting had gone well, he had caught three rabbits and eaten the first two; the third was still alive but rather terrified hanging from it's scruff in his jaw, he was bringing it home to share with the nice humans that had giving him stew.  But as he approached he saw smoke rising from the Princesses camp, it was far too much smoke to be from campfires and the wind smelled of blood.  Fear griped him and he increase his speed while rising high enough to skim the clouds and hide; his keen eyes saw everything, the bodies of people he'd been playing with less than an hour before, the little hole he had dug with the stone chimney he had been building but now would never finish and then the jester that he had known for several years died while he was watching.  He dropped the rabbit and the poor terrified little thing fell for about a mile becoming a little white missile before slamming down on the big metal human's stupid metal helm at maximum velocity.

 

Serrafinno dive down just after dropping the rabbit, he dove as fast as he dare while letting the friction build against his scales; his own internal temperatures were rising to the point his body could barely handle them.  Finn had never felt anger and hate like this, he was overcome with not blood-lust but burn-lust; all that had dared to hurt him and those he had liked needed to become ash.  He let his rage be known in a roar of outrage unlike any he had loosed before, he hit the earth like missile next to the stone chimney he had been building and with the impact unleashed the wave of fire that had been building within him.  The stones next to him cracked and broke, bodies were incinerated and the royal carriage became a charred husk; as his carnage spread the rabbit stuck the Iron Maiden at the edge of the camp, he had beat it down.

"Damn, these guys don't give up!" Dresden yelled, as Robert jumped backed on Tugg. "Why do they want us dead so bad?" Dresden nearly fell to the ground as the ground shook violently and he heard a very angry roar. "What was that?! That came from camp!" Dresden could see much bigger smoke over the tree lines something else was there.

[Shadow Dancer 111]

Seeing the smoke from the others old camp intensify Indicus muttered quietly as he walked with the group the suspected hunter watching his every move. "This will be easy they say, this will just be a simple escort mission I was was told. Fucking bullshit." I continued with the group as I complained

[Sekel 693]

Helena stumbled a bit as the ground shook. It seemed like a massive earthhquake but after hearing what a couple of people said, she turned towards the camp site and saw a giant smoke cloud. "All the more reason to get out of here." Helena told them and then lowered her head to look at the path they had been taking. It seemed her own smoke screen was still thick and looked like it wouldn't be giving out any time soon.

[RunsWithSquirlz 274]

Adrass' words had stung her. She believed that not every mage was a traitor; that it wasn't in their blood that the taint resisded but their hearts. She cast her eyes to the ground and stepped away.

 

Serrafinno.

 

She felt him; her friend. She felt the anger and the rage behind the fire and she gasped "Finn! Finn, no!". The princess screamed as the ground shook "Finn! Come!"

 

Tulla pat the gryphon on his back and he rose with a grunt, the wounds still stinging his side.

 

The scouts paused in their search as the smokescreen further irritated their lungs. The wolves however; burst through the thick smog intent on hunting down their prey. One leapt and tackled Tulla; gnashing at her while she fended him off with her bracers. The other; circled Adrass.

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Like the dogs they were; her mercenaries yelped and cried in pain as the fire licked their skin. They fell, weakened by the sickness in their lungs and the searing pain amongst their bodies. The Iron Maiden peeled the scorched rabbit from her helm; throwing the carcass away as she stomped forward; heading into the forest herself.

 

Nothing would stop her now; this had been more trouble than it should have been. Once the princess was hers; she would make her suffer. Very slowly.

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Adrass.

 

@@RunsWithSquirlz,

 

"Oh for the love of..."

 

Glancing at the last remaining loaded pistol, the hunter stowed it across his chest and paused, grappling over his shoulder to draw the greatblade once more.

 

"Stay where you are!" He shouted in the direction of the princess A failing to look around for her as his eyes followed the canine in front of him. It would have been much easier to shoot the thing, but with only one shot left it made more sense to preserve it. A wolf might be more dangerous than a man, but it was more predictable... thank the elders for small blessings. "This is not what I signed up for..."

 

Hefting the blade onto his shoulder so as to not put anything between the dog and himself - he fixed his face into a mirror of the wolves snarl, growling back at the creature in a challenging manner.

[Alex Kennedy 1,228]

@@RunsWithSquirlz,

 

Robert leapt off of Tugg's back and charged the wolf attacking Tulla, beating it with his walking stick. Admittedly, it wasn't exactly meant for combat, but his heavy shillelagh was still a pretty effective club when the need arose. He was no warrior, not really, but he would do all he could to protect the woman who had saved only a short while ago.

[Sekel 693]

Helena kept her eyes on the smoke screen and immediately dodged to the side as both wolves came charging at Tulla and Adrass. Breathing heavily through her nose, she leapt up onto a tree and climbed to the top. From here, she could see the smokescreen but also beyond it. And what she saw chilled her to the bone. "She cannot be coming this way ..." Helena breathed to herself.

 

She looked down at the group and saw Adrass eyeing down one wolf while the bard/chef was hitting the other with a cane. "That cane is useless." Helena muttered to herself. A cane would be useless against a wolf that size, heck, it would be useless against any wolf! Looking back towards the Iron Maiden, she wondered if she could slow her down. Most likely not but it was worth a try.

 

She pulled out three bolts out of her quiver. One was for the smoke screen. Another one had a bunch metal inside a metal chamber and once it hit the target, the metal would jumble around and create sparks, hopefully starting a fire on the target. The other one was just filled with water, able to snuff out fires.

 

@@RunsWithSquirlz

Putting the water and smoke bolts away, she fitted the fire bolt to the stock and aimed down the sights towards her. Firing it off towards the Iron Maiden, Helena immediately scrambled down the tree and perched on the lowest limb, watching the path they took to get the clearing for any sign of activity other than what was already happening.