Thread: The Fifty Years' War (FFT RP)

Everything was so sudden the opposing numbers seemed to be quickly dropping from the combined efforts of the Ivalicians, whether they were opportune for fighting or not. Damen, deal with the remaining chemist on the wall! Milleuda! Wiegraf had immediately seen his younger sister rush into the fray, to which he would make his charge towards the same knight she crossed blades with, his blade glowing red with holy energy. Damen staggered, but he realized this was no time that chemist could very well be preparing a phoenix down to bring back a fallen comrade. There wasn't a moment to lose, and soon, finding a stairwell to quickly scale to the wall after rushing through the open gate, Damen was also chanting something, his own spell of sorts, but it differed greatly from the mage who cast her spell. His blade would soon be engulfed in flame, burning brightly as he reached the top of the wall... only to feel an arrow strike him in the left shoulder. Grimacing in pain if only for a moment, it would appear as though the archer was whom the chemist brought back, as seen from his burn marks as well as an arrow from the most recent allied archer that showed up, and it was clear he sought to take someone down, or fall in doing so! Damen rushed, raising his shield to block another incoming arrow with an audible THUNK!, more prepared for it this time, closing the gap quickly. Rather than go for a sword swing, the acolyte opted to tackle the archer, the position of him was close to the wall, and that was all he needed. Ramming into the archer shield-first, the Ordallian stumbled backwards from the impact, then struggled to keep his balance on the edge, with no avail, and gravity overtook him, causing him to fall from the incredible height. The Red Squire was sure to slow himself down enough so he wouldn't end up falling himself, and to turn his attention to the chemist. His blade still burning with the hot flame, he did well to watch her motions. She seemed afraid, her eyes showing a bit of fear... She was Ordallian, and while she was unarmed in this moment, he saw her reaching for a knife at her side. Though Damen was trained to take out Ordallians before they could draw their blades... there was just no honor in it. With her blade drawn, however, it did make her fair game, and he charged at her, and she certainly wasn't as maneuverable as the archer would've been if he hadn't been injured, leaving her alive was out of the question. Striking her with the shield when she went to make a thrust at him with the knife, it was enough to stun her briefly enough for him to swift at her with his blade, causing a deep gash along her stomach... but the enchantment on his blade wasn't for show. Following the slash, the chemist was once again engulfed in flames from his blade's enchantment, and this time, her crippling burns were too much for her to handle, and she collapsed, her spirit no longer in the land of the living. It was from up on the wall, however, that looking into the fortress... there were a few more troops on standby, ready to replace their fallen comrades. Damen may have brought two down, but those numbers meant nothing if they were to be replaced by double, maybe triple! Sure, there were no archers to particularly fear, but there were plenty of knights, a good majority more properly equipped than the ones fought in the courtyard, many with shields as well. The situation seemed to go from bad to worse they had planned this ambush if smaller numbers failed to be rid of the Ivalicians, then the numbers would be replaced, and increased upon. When it appeared as though things would look grim, trumpets would sound, and though this was the front gate, he could see that the back was being attacked by allies in arms! Reinforcements of their own about time! Damen reached to pull the arrow out of his shoulder, allowing it to fall to the concrete ground in which he stood. He would hurry over towards the most recent apprentice, whom also scaled the wall to take out the other archer and chemist, and... while it definitely looked more like a butchery than a simple strike, kill, be done and move on, Damen wondered if this was his and the apprentices' first victory. Then again, it was possible the mentors who not only taught them, but put in far more effort to gain the edge would take most of the credit. Damen wasn't going to argue, however, and making sure there wasn't a threat on the walls near him, he would hurry over to the other apprentice while sheathing his sword, making sure she was okay. Her injuries, stabs from an arrow and knife, she would live, there was no doubt about that. We have a chemist down below. Just lean against me, I'll help you get back down so he may treat you... Damen would help the woman up, getting her to where he had his good arm resting underneath hers, then he would carefully pace forward. I should've known we'd smell a rat... or a couple of them! Ordallian knights noticed that something was odd, and Damen heard the voices nearby, thinking it was he and the woman he was helping being referenced, though it would seem that they were addressing some barrels... which they had knocked over to reveal the individuals within a woman, as well as a creature that Damen only really read about, and seen once from a summoner's display at a young age... A Moogle! A live moogle... one never sees them in this area, so it made him wonder if there was a settlement close, or just wanders. Regardless, Damen was trying to help the one apprentice down, but... it seemed one of the knights caught sight of him, and had his blade drawn, approaching them. This was the one who spoke of the pair being rats... Damen could help the apprentice he carried down, so he may fight, or he could just stand there, unaware of what to do, which was what he was doing now. Fortunately, Damen didn't have to think long, for the knight was surrounded in blue crystal in hardly any time, that formed around him, before shattering once into a blade shape, then vanish... and though there were wounds all over his body, he seemed to be absolutely still as he stood there. Damen recognized that sword technique, however Wiegraf used it once on Damen during training, and that happened to be Judgment Blade, and it could cause absolute stop for a short while. Sure enough, it seemed Wiefgraf had offered his assistance to his sister, and was now arriving to lend his aid to his apprentice. Ser Wiegraf- The apprentice saw the knight raise a finger, still clasping his sword, before running it through the back of the completely vulnerable knight, to which he would fall lifeless. Take Grimhilt down below, and inform the others that the fortress is ours once again the timing of the Beoulves and the Order of the Northern Sky couldn't have been much better. Why they opted to take a different route is questioning, but they have done their part, with no casualties on our side, it seems. Wiegraf spoke to Damen, as he would face the remaining knight, who opted to retreat than to face the white knight head-on... but took the moogle with him, after stuffing the small creature into a bag they carried. Wiegraf didn't seem to pursue him, however, merely allowing him to flee the scene instead... though the woman seemed to have been left, completely unharmed at that.