The 63rd Legion’s raid
Date: 2025-10-04 22:01
At Sat Oct 04 2025, in a park in Highgate
Mission: Obtain Shard of the Golden Apple and bring it back to the extraction point.
Yggdrasil Memorial Grove
It is night, about 59F(15C) degrees, and there are clear skies. The mist is heaviest At Carnation and Washington
There is a full moon.
Malin’s eyes suddenly look bloodshot.
Malin is immediately blinded and she wails some dramatically.
Malin charges toward bench.
Malin gets into cover behind the bench.
Malin blindly wanders with her arms held out, weapons in each, trying to get somewhere, anywhere. She bumps into a bench, presumably.
Malin blinks heavily as she tries to clear her bloodshot gaze. “Ow,” she utters out.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at tree, it damages it.
Malin can see again, and she takes aim with that bow and arrow.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul extends her tattooed hand toward bench, her amber eyes blazing as she begins whispering ancient Etruscan death prophecies in a voice that echoes with otherworldly dread.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at tree, it damages it.
Dark tendrils of shadow surge from Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul’s position and engulf bench, filling their vision with horrifying spectral omens of their own mortality as the whispers of death cloud their sight.
Malin wards an object.
Ambrose charges toward bench.
Ambrose gets into cover behind the bench.
Malin is once again blinded, and she stands there pretty uselessly.
“We have at least one more,” Ambrose laments when he slides into cover alongside Malin. Apparently NOT blinded, he gives no real indicator of who he is, other than his tonelessness.
Malin squints. That doesn’t help whatsoever, but those blue eyes, blind as can be, narrow and look in the direction as to where the voice is coming from.
Ambrose surveys what Malin can’t see for a moment, and laments further, plainly, “This sucks.”
“The Lieutenant keeps blinding me,” Malin relays to the voice she can hear.
“Mmm,” Ambrose agrees gently. “Probably going to do the same to me soon. I can… probably run for the pickup, but… then they’re all going to rush.”
Clenching his fist, Ambrose draws blood on the palm, which drips to the ground.
Malin holds up her bow, trying to nock an arrow on that string without sight. It’s quite a scene, for those who can see. A lot of failure is going on right now.
Ambrose gives a geeentle nudge of Malin’s bow more towards the soldiers afield.
Malin is at least pointed in the right direction now, thanks to someone.
Malin is at least pointed in the right direction now, thanks to someone unseen.
Ambrose wards an object.
“One more reinforcement,” Ambrose reports of the enemies afield. “No movement aside. Renacida’s here. No reinforcements on our end yet.”
Malin blinks several times in quick succession, and then can make out Ambrose next to her. “Oh, Hello,” she greets before looking into the distance at the soldiers. “Attendance has been pretty poor as of late,” gets noted of the obvious.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul extends her tattooed hand toward bench, her amber eyes blazing as she begins whispering ancient Etruscan death prophecies in a voice that echoes with otherworldly dread.
Malin wards an object.
Dark tendrils of shadow surge from Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul’s position and engulf bench, filling their vision with horrifying spectral omens of their own mortality as the whispers of death cloud their sight.
“Celestine said she was five out, so I waited that long,” Ambrose laments with a nod to someone, making no movement thus far himself. A glance to the pickup, and he supposes with a squint, “… it’s… out of range of –” And then his eyes squint shut. “Rude.”
Malin glances skyward at the clearness and the moon in all of its werewolf inspiring glory — and then, she is once again blinded.
“Celestine said she was five out, so I waited that long,” Ambrose laments with a nod to someone, making no movement thus far himself. A glance to the pickup, and he supposes with a squint, “… it’s… out of range of –” And then his eyes squint shut. “Rude.”
Tamar looks at Robert, then points out towards the fountain. “Do you think we can make it?”
“Once I can see again,” Ambrose corrects patiently, “… I can run for the item, still out of range of them — pick it up, we just haul ass for one of the extractions. It’s… possible, if we do it when extraction’s already ready.”
“Assuming they don’t mass up and move out by then,” Ambrose supposes placidly, weighing unseen options in his head.
Malin glances about, and that bow swings with every direction that her head turns. May she not release that arrow she has readied, because it is obvious she cannot see a single freaking thing.
Robert squints thoughtfully, then declares, “Probably. They may also just sit there. That happened the last time, and we started simply plinking away from them at maximum range.” He readies his gear as he talks and strides, hustling across the battlefield towards the fountain.
%n reaches up, pressing a finger to his ear and murmuring into it.
“Sorry! I do not know what is keeping the horse.” Celestine calls out, sliding over the side of her horse to drop to the floor below. She does not so much dismount as she does collapse… like a marionette snipped of her strings, staggering to her feet to follow the others.
Robert says “Approach from the south-east so you’re not in their line of fire.“
Tamar charges toward Robert.
Celestine charges toward Robert.
“He blinds,” Ambrose unseeingly warns the cavalcade of new voices near the statue.
“He’s blinded me three times in ten minutes,” Malin declares, still blind.
Or bench? It’s a bench, that Ambrose is by. He doesn’t know. He can’t see.
Robert says “Thank you for the warning, Ambrose. The fountain is to the west and slightly south. I recommend going south-west then traversing west until you get close.“
%n reaches up, pressing a finger to his ear and murmuring into it.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul extends her tattooed hand toward bench, her amber eyes blazing as she begins whispering ancient Etruscan death prophecies in a voice that echoes with otherworldly dread.
Celestine wards the area near Robert.
“I shall follow you, Captain,” Tamar murmurs, staying close to Robert’s shadow.
%n reaches up, pressing a finger to his ear and murmuring into it.
Ambrose blinks his eyes clear, just in time to see Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul chanting. A noise of disapproval.
Dark tendrils of shadow surge from Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul’s position and engulf bench, filling their vision with horrifying spectral omens of their own mortality as the whispers of death cloud their sight.
Malin narrows those blue-grey eyes as sight returns to her, and then… it’s gone again.
Celestine wards the area near Robert.
“I’m going to kill him myself,” Ambrose laments.
Robert says “Please do.“
Robert nods at Tamar, and then charges to the west.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul raises both bronze-bracered arms toward Robert, her spectral wings manifesting as she channels the collective suffering of the damned 63rd Legion with military precision.
Celestine wards the area near Robert.
Tamar charges toward thuggish brute.
Someone continues gathering power.
Spectral chains burst from the ground around Robert as ghostly legion standards materialize, their oppressive presence sapping his strength and binding him in place with supernatural dread.
Tamar says “We are almost there.“
Ambrose makes a supernatural leap to Tamar.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul extends her tattooed hand toward Ambrose, her amber eyes blazing as she begins whispering ancient Etruscan death prophecies in a voice that echoes with otherworldly dread.
Robert finds himself latched in place, struggling with a groan against ghosts rise up around him, his fingers tightening around the spear. “Damn these… dead…” He says with gritted teeth, his body shaking. “And yea, do I walk through the valley of death…”
Ambrose lands near the group and u-turns. “Pulling that off of you folks.”
Malin charges toward Ambrose.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Robert which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Robert which sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Dark tendrils of shadow surge from Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul’s position and engulf Robert, filling his vision with horrifying spectral omens of his own mortality as the whispers of death cloud his sight.
Celestine wards the area near Robert.
Ambrose turns back ’round again, then, toward the fight — as apparently Robert takes it instead. “… okay, not how I thought that would…” Baaack he goes.
Malin lucks out, finally, having the use of her eyeballs after being blind for seventeen minutes straight. She’s booking it, and then, she’s got to change her plans.
Robert dashes quickly to the front, near the fountain – then shudders, coiling in on himself and hunching as darkness smothers him, leaving him nothing but a silhouette. Nevertheless there’s a clack of his shotgun.
Hobbling towards the fountain as fast as her legs can carry, Celestine lungs her equipment along as she hurries after Robert and Tamar, moving steadily towards the fountain. “I can get a summon going as soon as we settle!” She calls, nearly tripping over her prosthetic limb.
“You’ve gone too far,” Tamar calls after Robert. She at least can see. For the moment that is.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Robert which misses him.
Malin charges toward fountain.
Tamar makes a supernatural leap to fountain.
Tamar gets into cover behind the fountain.
Ambrose pauses afield, surveying. “… should I go for the item? They’re liable to start charging, if so. Might be wise to thin, first.”
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Robert which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Robert which misses him.
Robert charges toward fountain.
Robert gets into cover behind the fountain.
Robert manages to dive behind cover.
Ambrose wards an object.
Ambrose moves protectively towards Robert.
Celestine charges toward fountain.
Malin charges toward fountain.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul raises both bronze-bracered arms toward fountain, her spectral wings manifesting as she channels the collective suffering of the damned 63rd Legion with military precision.
Tamar looks over her shoulder at Celestine. “Start warding the fountain when you get here. With your magic stuff.”
Malin nocks arrow after arrow in a fast rhythm, each released to rapidly slice through the air towards Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul and completely misses him.
Robert loads a buckshot round into their shotgun before blindly firing at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, completely misses him.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
Ambrose wards an object.
Ambrose moves protectively towards Robert.
Robert calls out, despite being smothered, breaking out with his voice, “Let them have it!”(Encourage)
Malin charges toward fountain.
Malin gets into cover behind the fountain.
Someone continues gathering power.
Celestine wards fountain.
Spectral chains burst from the ground around fountain as ghostly legion standards materialize, their oppressive presence sapping their strength and binding them in place with supernatural dread.
Ambrose slowly and steadily lifts his pistol, lining up a shot on a soldier of the 63rd.
Malin nocks arrow after arrow in a fast rhythm, each released to rapidly slice through the air towards a soldier of the 63rd and completely misses him.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul starts to slouch.
Ambrose makes a supernatural leap to Robert.
Ambrose gets into cover behind the fountain.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul extends her tattooed hand toward fountain, her amber eyes blazing as she begins whispering ancient Etruscan death prophecies in a voice that echoes with otherworldly dread.
Celestine kneels, muttering quietly to a 27b28o29n29e 29c29h28a27rm wound around her neck… 89s31il95ve89r 31ey95e89s 95se95em89in95g31 t89o 95gl89ow beneath her half-lidded daze.
Robert loads a buckshot round into their shotgun before blindly firing at a soldier of the 63rd, completely misses him.
Fishing a knife out of his/i bandolier, Ambrose briskly flings it at a soldier of the 63rd. It whirls end over end and sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Malin nocks arrow after arrow in a fast rhythm, each released to rapidly slice through the air towards a soldier of the 63rd and misses him.
Tamar throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Celestine charges toward fountain.
Someone continues gathering power.
Robert loads a buckshot round into their shotgun before blindly firing at a soldier of the 63rd, sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
fountain is forced to retreat.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which misses him.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
Meridith says “Finally “
Laying prone, Celestine eases her 19r01if01le onto its bipod… leveling the scope until it drifts over Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul. she inhales, C07al19cul01ati13n01g.01..
Meridith charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Robert says “Fall back.“
Meridith draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
Malin acks as Robert shoots her way.
Someone continues gathering power.
Tamar says “To where?“
Meridith says “Hey all! Where should I go, do we wanna try to take down that lieutenant?“
Robert says “Tree. We’ll rotate that way.“
Celestine says “Hoo boy.“
Celestine says “North? “
Robert says “Yes. “
Tamar makes a supernatural leap to tree.
Ambrose charges toward tree.
Celestine wards Celestine.
Ambrose takes a whole lotta gunfire when the fountain falls, and looks to anticipate a lot more lead in the weather forecast, working his way on foot — for now — toward the tree.
Tamar nods at Robert, scanning the area for the tree and leaping that way before turning to take a few pot shots with her crossbow as best she can.
Dark tendrils of shadow surge from Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul’s position and engulf Ambrose, filling his vision with horrifying spectral omens of his own mortality as the whispers of death cloud his sight.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
A red dot appears on Ambrose
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
a wraithlike B04ar05n11 Owl w05it04h ragged feathers is forced to retreat.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it completely misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
Robert fires off a quick blast at a soldier of the 63rd which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
“I’ll stall,” Ambrose laments, knife raising defensively and head cocking.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Malin, it is parried by her one-handed sword marked by an ornately crafted hilt inlaid with silver filigree and moonstones.
Meridith fires off a torrent of arrows at a soldier of the 63rd. misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his right leg.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul fires off a shot at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his right arm.
Tamar throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his chest.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his left leg.
a preserved taxidermied rodent is forced to retreat.
Robert fights with his weapon, firing off a half-strength shot at a soldier of the 63rd to clean out the barrel, sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his chest.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his left arm.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his left shoulder.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his left leg.
Meridith fires off a torrent of arrows at a soldier of the 63rd. sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it mildly wounds his left arm.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul raises both bronze-bracered arms toward Ambrose, her spectral wings manifesting as she channels the collective suffering of the damned 63rd Legion with military precision.
Tamar throws a small knife end over end at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Malin blindly fights all of these soldiers to the best of her abilities.
Celestine charges toward tree.
A soldier of the 63rd launches a stab at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
The 63rd Legion Commando swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
Tamar charges toward tree.
Robert quickly fires a slug off at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Ambrose makes a supernatural leap to Malin.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
Meridith fires off a torrent of arrows at The 63rd Legion Commando. sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Celestine wards Ambrose.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
Someone continues gathering power.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul fires off a shot at Ambrose which sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it impacts against his armor.
Malin quickly bandages some of Malin’s injuries.
Robert calls out, “You’re wearing them down! Keep it up!”(Encourage)
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
Meridith charges toward Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
Tamar charges toward tree.
Tamar gets into cover behind the tree.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his left arm.
Celestine says “I am so dangerous!“
Meridith draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his right leg.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his right arm.
Someone continues gathering power.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul launches a stab at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his forehead.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it misses him.
With a sheen of 03raw energy along his navaja knife, Ambrose lunges a raking slash at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul. The blade is parried by him.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul starts to slouch.
Celestine wards Celestine.
A soldier of the 63rd launches a stab at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his left shoulder.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his chest.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it mildly wounds his left arm.
Meridith charges toward Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
Robert loads a buckshot round into their shotgun before blindly firing at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
Meridith fires off an arrow down range, gauging the distance between herself and Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul. completely misses him.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Ambrose, it is parried by his throwing knife.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.
Spectral chains burst from the ground around Ambrose as ghostly legion standards materialize, their oppressive presence sapping his strength and binding him in place with supernatural dread.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it misses him.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it completely misses him.
Meridith says “Gg-gghh… “
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his left arm.
Celestine wards Celestine.
Robert fights with his weapon, firing off a half-strength shot at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul to clean out the barrel, misses him.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul starts to slouch.
“This round’s it for me,” Ambrose claims, finally showing some wear through the blood. “No getting out of this.”
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his right leg.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his right leg.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his chest.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Ambrose which ineffectually wounds his left leg.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his left leg.
Meridith fires off an arrow down range, gauging the distance between herself and Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul. completely misses him.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his stomach.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Ambrose, it ineffectually wounds his right leg.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul launches a stab at Ambrose, it mildly wounds his left leg.
Ambrose is forced to retreat.
Malin draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it misses him.
Malin doesn’t look particularly happy, but at least she can see at the moment. Her nose is scrunching. The skin above those nostrils is crinkling, and she’s getting her next arrow ready whilst running along towards the tree.
“Thank you for your sacrifice!” Celestine calls, though even now she tries to make warding motions with her hands towards someone to try and forestall the man’s defeat. “If you see an opportunity to get out, try! It is not looking good for us though.”
“Thank you for your sacrifice!” Celestine calls, though even now she tries to make warding motions with her hands towards Ambrose to try and forestall the man’s defeat. “If you see an opportunity to get out, try! It is not looking good for us though.”
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Meridith which misses her.
Malin is pulled towards The 63rd Legion Telekinetic by an invisible force.
Malin’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
The 63rd Legion Commando fires off a shot at Meridith which misses her.
Robert quickly fires a slug off at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, impacts against his armor.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Meridith which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Meridith which is parried by her steel longsword.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Meridith, it is parried by her steel longsword.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Meridith which is parried by her steel longsword.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
Tamar makes it behind the tree, looking to see where Robert is and then focusing her fire on Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Meridith, it is parried by her steel longsword.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Meridith, it is parried by her steel longsword.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul grabs a hold of a soldier of the 63rd and drains the life from him.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul launches a stab at Meridith, it ineffectually wounds her forehead.
Meridith swings her weapon at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it is parried by him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Malin which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Meridith which ineffectually wounds her right arm.
The 63rd Legion Commando fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
Celestine charges toward tree.
Malin quickly bandages some of Malin’s injuries.
Robert depresses the trigger on his shotgun, just holding it down while he repeatedly pumps the action, the gun roaring as he does.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Meridith(wolf), it mildly wounds her left leg.
Meridith is forced to retreat.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
Robert fights with his weapon, firing off a half-strength shot at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul to clean out the barrel, misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it misses him.
Robert charges toward tree.
Robert gets into cover behind the tree.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
The onslaught has come for Malin, and she’s really trying to move it now, but alas.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which completely misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Malin which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Malin which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Malin which ineffectually wounds her forehead.
Celestine charges toward tree.
Celestine gets into cover behind the tree.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer fires off a shot at Malin which ineffectually wounds her forehead.
Malin charges toward tree.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Malin which ineffectually wounds her right arm.
Robert quickly fires a slug off at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, completely misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Malin, it deflects off her contoured cuirass of sculpted iron and reinforced leather.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Malin which deflects off her armor.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul fires off a shot at Malin which mildly wounds her left shoulder.
Malin is forced to retreat.
Celestine wards tree.
Robert loads a buckshot round into their shotgun before blindly firing at a soldier of the 63rd, impacts against his armor.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it misses him.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul raises both bronze-bracered arms toward thuggish brute, her spectral wings manifesting as she channels the collective suffering of the damned 63rd Legion with military precision.
Tamar says “Here they come.“
Robert quickly fires a slug off at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Robert which is blocked by his worn kevlar vest.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Robert, it is parried by his ceremonial spear.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
Tamar’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
Celestine fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which misses him.
Tamar swings her weapon at a soldier of the 63rd, it severely wounds his left shoulder.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Spectral chains burst from the ground around thuggish brute as ghostly legion standards materialize, their oppressive presence sapping her strength and binding her in place with supernatural dread.
Celestine wards the area near Celestine.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Robert which is blocked by his worn kevlar vest.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Robert, it is blocked by his worn kevlar vest.
thuggish brute is forced to retreat.
Robert quickly fires a slug off at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, completely misses him.
A soldier of the 63rd starts to slouch.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
Tamar swings her weapon at a soldier of the 63rd, it is parried by him.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul raises both bronze-bracered arms toward tree, her spectral wings manifesting as she channels the collective suffering of the damned 63rd Legion with military precision.
You have never seen a woman go 38′32G81r32a38n38d32m68a38 32M32o74d38e’ before. But now… Celestine takes up her cane and 96RU96THL60ES24SLY beats a soldier of the 63rd until she is parried by him.
Tamar shoves the soldier away after downing one of them then turns, her blade aflame to face Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul.
Robert grimaces. “We might be best off escaping and running to the bench, if we can, instead of trying to make a last stand.”
Celestine says “I will be too slow. Go.“
Tamar looks between Robert and Celestine, then nods at the former. “Let me strike her once and then I will jump after you.”
Robert nods faintly
A soldier of the 63rd launches a stab at Robert, it is parried by his ceremonial spear.
Celestine wards Celestine.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Robert which is blocked by his worn kevlar vest.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Robert which deflects off his shield.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Robert, it deflects off his shield.
Tamar’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
Tamar swings her weapon at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it is parried by him.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul grabs a hold of a soldier of the 63rd and drains the life from him.
Spectral chains burst from the ground around Celestine as ghostly legion standards materialize, their oppressive presence sapping her strength and binding her in place with supernatural dread.
Robert launches an attack at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul which is parried by him.
Robert says “Ah, I can’t move.“
Tamar says “Move when you can. I will come after you.“
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Celestine, it is parried by her short blackthorn walking staff.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Robert which impacts against his worn kevlar vest.
Robert staggers under the chains, grunting.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Robert which impacts against his armor.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Robert, it mildly wounds his left arm.
Robert is forced to retreat.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul raises both bronze-bracered arms toward Celestine, her spectral wings manifesting as she channels the collective suffering of the damned 63rd Legion with military precision.
Tamar says “Or not..“
Celestine wards Celestine.
Tamar says “Celestine, can you heal?“
Tamar’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
Tamar swings her weapon at Lieutenant Octavia Tuchul, it is parried by him.
The 63rd Legion Commando swings his weapon at Celestine, it is parried by her short blackthorn walking staff.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Tamar, it ineffectually wounds her right shoulder.
Celestine says “Not now, no.“
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Tamar which ineffectually wounds her right leg.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Tamar which ineffectually wounds her right shoulder.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Celestine, it is parried by her short blackthorn walking staff.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Tamar, it ineffectually wounds her left shoulder.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer swings his weapon at Tamar, it ineffectually wounds her right shoulder.
Spectral chains burst from the ground around Celestine as ghostly legion standards materialize, their oppressive presence sapping her strength and binding her in place with supernatural dread.
You have never seen a woman go 38′32G81r32a38n38d32m68a38 32M32o74d38e’ before. But now… Celestine takes up her cane and 96RU96THL60ES24SLY beats a soldier of the 63rd until she is parried by him.
Celestine wards Celestine.
Tamar quickly bandages some of Tamar’s injuries.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Celestine, it impacts against her black tactical kevlar vest.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Tamar which ineffectually wounds her right arm.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Tamar which mildly wounds her right shoulder.
Tamar is forced to retreat.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Celestine, it strikes her armor with bruising force.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Celestine, it mildly wounds her right shoulder.
Celestine is forced to retreat.
The 63rd Legion have successfully got away with Shard of the Golden Apple.
Lorelei runs towards the objective.
Lorelei ap
Lorelei presses her hands to her chest and lifts her voice in a wordless song of enchantment, each note smooth and lilting, spilling into the next like water.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Lorelei which misses her.
Lorelei launches an attack at a soldier of the 63rd which sends up a spray of soil near his feet.
Lorelei has Shard of the Golden Apple.
a stained glass octopus fractured by prismatic light is forced to retreat.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer fires off a quick blast at Lorelei which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Lorelei which is parried by her bronze wave-blade spear.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer fires off a quick blast at Lorelei which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Lorelei which is parried by her bronze wave-blade spear.
Lorelei’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Lorelei which is parried by her bronze wave-blade spear.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer fires off a quick blast at Lorelei which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd launches an attack at Lorelei which ineffectually wounds her left shoulder.