Open Bone-Dog Saints

[Tia'aria]

Before her eyes, another Konti was killed. She had fallen from a tree frozen from the cold to the hungry jaws of the dogs below her. Was that Cephei? The woman from the library? Tia'aria couldn't tell. Her eyes seemed to refuse to focus on her frightened face, her body halted as she watched her timeless descent into being ripped apart alive.

Tears sparkled in her eyes as the other Konti died. It was easy for Tia'aria to place her face on that woman's, to see herself die and to hear her voice scream as she was torn apart. The thought petrified her and it was only the man that had also witnessed the woman's death that roused her. She was innocent to her own mortality until that moment, able to pawn off death as afflicting other families, able to see Ora's death as having a purpose, sad though it may have been. There was something out there after death, she always knew that, but now facing the thought of her own death she realised she was frightened of dying herself.

She gripped her suvai tightly as the man's words registered in her head. Safe. Find safe. That was what she understood. She nodded at him and broke out into a sprint away from the gore. The bone dogs ignored her, too intent on their feast. If she found somewhere safe, somewhere with more people, she would be able to keep herself alive longer. Safety in numbers. There was intelligence in that, and for her, safety lay with the nearest group of Konti or Akalak, and there was one such group not too far from where the woman had been downed.

A Konti was on the roof of a building with a couple of human girls. Tia'aria was jealous of the safety high ground brought to them, but there was an Akalak on a horse as well and where there were Akalak there was a very hearty amount of safety. She followed the human to them, like some puppy lost and trailing the first person in search of a home. Of safety. The human was a stranger to her, but she trusted him in this crisis.

The Konti took up a position against a wall below the overhanging roof the other ladies were on. She felt safer with her back against something and with her suvai held ready, she put all her faith in her own fortitude. She could kill more of these creatures and ensure safety. She could do it, and by Avalis she would do it.

A bone dog took notice of her as he barreled from beside the building, blood staining his jaws and slobber. The sight disgusted Tia'aria, but it didn't stop her from attacking the creature and releasing her fury and fear upon it, stabbing with her blade as it bit at her. It's jaws closed around her leg and jerked her forward, unbalancing her and making her fall down with a howl of pain but it inadvertently brought her suvai down as well, slashing the dog on its neck. She plunged the blade up when the dog retreated and then danced forward for a killing blow, dropping the beast.

She got up shakily, disheartened at the ease with which she was wounded. She wasn't ready to give up but that didn't stop her from criticising herself and her lack of strength. She'd die here today, of that she had faith.

Moving back, keeping against the wall, she retreated to a point she could use a raised alcove to boost her onto the roof as well. She would retreat, maybe make herself useful by covering the people on the roof as they used arrows to take down the dogs, but she knew she wouldn't last long here on the ground and with a wound. She got onto the alcove but upon looking up to see a way to climb up, she found herself facing the rear end of a bone dog intent on getting up there itself. With a snarl of hate and pain this time, she began to stab at the thing's back viciously while it battled with whatever it was fighting up above her, taking advantage of its blind spot to help kill it. Once it was done and her emotions had receded again, she then began a laborious climb up, the injury on her leg making it incredibly difficult. Looking at the red haired woman, the Konti would grown a plaintive plea for help that probably came off as incredibly pathetic. She felt that way.

[Kavala]

Kavala helped haul the girl up, then turned and pushed her gently behind her ordering her to stay down, to be quiet... hugging her and telling her for a moment that she was safe. She turned and pulled another crossbolt from her quiver - the supply was getting dangerously low - and sent another bolt off into the flank of a dog that was advancing on another Konti in the distance.

She paused then, noting a Konti falling from a tree and going down in a mass of writhing dogs. Kavala felt bile surge up into her mouth and she swallowed it firmly, having no time and it being no place to get sick. Her urge to heal flared up with a passion demanding action until suddenly it quieted and she knew the Dira was there that day collecting souls. Kavala blinked, glanced at the girl, then moved again, helping to haul the fiery red-head up onto the roof with her. She was glad to see another archer with her - a true archer - not someone with a crossbow and simple luck on her side.

When the woman had settled, Kavala offered her name for both the newcomers benefits. "Kavala." She said, checking the girl and woman both to see if they had injuries. Her gnosis wasn't screaming for her to help them, so her eyes turned back to the scene playing out before her. Then she spotted him... Riaris... wading into the pack of dogs, killing as he went and her heart all but stopped. She shouldn't have cared. She didn't want to care about another Akalak, but she couldn't even breath for a moment recognizing the danger he was in. And he was wounded. She could tell from even the height of the roof that he was. Blond hair flashed from the corner of her eye and she glanced away, seeing her brother as well.

No. No! The Konti's death was still fresh in her mind. It barely registered that Riaris yelled up and she barely remembered yelling back.. ."We're fine. Dira's here....everywhere! Be safe." She didn't invite either of them to the roof. They wouldn't come rise up out of the danger anyhow. They were men doing what men needed to do.

Kavala hated it.

So instead she pulled at her quiver, yanking it free of her back and laying it beside her knee, and began to pull the bolts out of it one at a time, intending fully that for each shot she'd get off... and she only had about twenty left... a dog would die that would otherwise harm her men. And when she ran out of bolts, there was a brace of daggers on her chest to augment what she had left. Thirty weapons that would leave her hands... perhaps less because her skill was not great. But once she had nothing left, she'd turn to the beast within that was already clawing at her gut to get out. Reimancy was made for this sort of battle. And it was ready to be unleashed.

Kavala loaded her crossbow, aimed it carefully at a dog hurling itself towards Vanator, and gently caressed the trigger releasing the bolt. It flew true and the dog yelped, tumbling at the force of the bolt hitting its chest and knocking it tumbling away. The Konti turned her eye, saw a flash of white and knew another of her sisters was trying to escape. Another bolt was carefully loaded and the gun cocked. She leveled the crossbow, this time much closer, and sighted down the line of the crossbow until the dog snapping at the Konti's heels came into view. She had her own Suvai and could well defend herself against individuals, but Kavala simply wanted to even the odds. She fingered the trigger gently, not squeezing but simply hinting for it to release and the bolt few true. This time, rather than a flank or a shoulder, it hit the animal square between the eyes. The dog was dead before it hit the ground.

Kavala smiled grimly. Ovak's luck would not come without a price. And she laid her crossbow down to help haul the second Konti up onto the roof when the woman chose to climb. "Kavala." She introduced herself again once the woman was safely above the level of the dogs.

Then she turned back to the grisly task. Two more people were dead in the streets by this time, but so too were more and more bone dogs. The Kuvay'Nas had flooded the area and Kavala could see that the dogs were being contained, driven into the area - the small square - where they were all fighting them. That's why the beasts kept coming. They were being forced into the area, cornered, and boxed where they could be slaughtered. Unfortunately they weren't isolated and the dogs did damage as they came. A carthorse screamed and went down in the distance, and another dog ran by dragging what she thought was a dead Akalak boy barely old enough to walk. Kavala's heart nearly stopped before she realized the boy had dark hair and not white locks.

Her rage rose. She loaded another bolt. Seventeen left. And took aim, her body turning with the crossbow tracking the dog dragging the little boy. She traced ahead of it slightly and when she judged the time right, the bolt flew. It missed the dog and Kavala thought for a moment that she howled in pain at the missed shot. But the bolt drove itself into the pant leg of the boy causing its little body to come to a staggering halt and the dog dropped it in surprise. That's when she saw the boy move, lift his head, and she cried out. She flung her crossbow and her quiver over her shoulder and jumped off the roof down onto the flower pot and sprinted towards the boy. She saw nothing else but the child... the future... and drew her daggers when a dog turned, noting her action and seeking to bring her down. She paused then, slamming her tamo into its nearest eye with her right hand while slitting its throat with her left. That left her open and even as it died with her blade lodged in its brain, the dog bit her arm deeply and she felt the burn of saliva infusing into her blood.

She cried out, took two more steps, and was on the little boy. A strange Kuvay'Nas took out a dog that lunged at her - he was thankfully mounted and his horse was doing as much damage as he was. It gave Kavala time to scoop up the child and turn to race back to where she came. The child she tossed over her shoulder, loosing her left-handed dagger in the process. She left it, deciding the boy and her own life was far more important, and began sprinting back for the roof.

Kavala knew she wasn't going to make it though. There were too many dogs between her and the roof and she was too heavily weighed down by the toddler. She slashed sideways, opening a wound in one of the strangely transparent dogs, and it yielded. But there was little room. A spear cleared a small path from someone else and she darted down it, seeking to avoid the snapping jaws and growling dogs. Her sleeve tore, the same arm that was bitten and she felt for a moment her momentum haul as a dog got a hold of her.

She cried out, pivoted, and slashed sideways at it. Kavala had to get back to the roof. She had too. Her healing mark was screaming too hard at the boy and his needs to be denied too much longer else she loose the child in the delay.

"Let me through!" She shrieked in frustration, kicking at one dog, and punching at another, trying not to jostle the boy in her arms too much. She had no time to fight with magic here, no concentration, and very little luck left at all.

[Riaris Dovukalis]

Kavala's strange wording caught him off guard and he wasn't sure what do make of it. Speaking of Dira around frighten people and children didn't seem like the best way to keep them calm, but he wasn't in a position to ask anything. For the moment, she was safe on the roof, which left Riaris free to fight on without worry that she would be carried off. And so he did, turning around in a swift and fluid motion, Riaris caught his lakan in the throat of a rising bone dog, that was trying to pound on him.

He gripped it tightly by it's strange body and slammed it into the ground. Looking around he saw that even more dogs had gathered around. The plan by him and his brothers was working and as they drove them all together the numbers were doubled from before. Riaris started to wonder if it had been a good plan to lore them all into the opening between those streets with Kavala and others hiding on the roof. But he could imagine that other streets possibly had people hiding as well.

Riaris pulled his lakan free of the dead dog, and once again grabbed a pair of legs and slung it left and right, knocking other dogs down and even sending a few into the air. Although the brute force of his swing didn't kill them all, the ones that were still alive were killed off by other Akalaks and people in the area. He was on roll and hadn't been injured further from the one dog that had knocked him down.

"We need heavier equipment!"

One of his brother's called out, but Riaris was too busy to help with collecting the weapons from the lodge. He turned around then and saw Kavala off the roof and racing down the street. He quickly sprung into action and raced off behind her. Sadly he wasn't close enough to catch her at first, and from where he raced, he hadn't even seen what she was looking for. Riaris slammed his boot into the face of a snarling dog, then sliced it's side open with his lakan as he continued to pursue Kavala.

By the time that he reached her, Kavala already had the boy in her arms and she was now injured. Riaris raged out, grabbing one of the dogs surrounding them by it's neck and swing it through the air. "Keep going !!" He yelled to her as he readied his lakan and made a well placed stab into the face of the nearest dog. Once they made it back to the house in which she had once hid on the roof, Riaris lifted her up onto his shoulders to help her get the boy to safely and to keep the dogs from getting to her as well. They attacked him hard, and he grunted away the pain from the teeth in his leg and back, but he pushed on. They wouldn't take the life of another woman while he was around.

[Vanator]

Vanator had swung his left fist in a hammer-blow at a lunging demon-dog, an awkward but powerful enough strike to knock its jaw out of joint and send it howling. He turned too late to see the beast on the right launching at him with a gaping maw, instinctively raising the ax in his defense. But the fanged attack never landed, the bone-dog keening to the side with a quarrel lodged in its chest. Behind it, the Denusk saw the platinum-maned figure of his sister on the rooftop, turning to loose her crossbow on another target.

A pair of Akalak with long spears were holding a number of beasts at bay, trying to herd them to their comrades. Vanator ran through the small avenue they opened, heading for a small alley between buildings that allowed the creatures an escape from the efforts to contain them. His eyes saw the boy well after Kavala had, the Konti already descending the safe perch to wade into the battle, intent on rescue. Even as he growled in his chest, Vanator knew his sister was consumed with the need to help the boy, even at the risk of her own life. Altering his course again to intercept Kavala where the boy stood, the Drykas soon found a snarling pack of bone-dogs separating him from the healer.

His left hand closed again into a loose fist, allowing only a few moments of distraction to lure the djed to his palm, where res collected. There was not time to form a decent firebolt, so Vanator simply scattered the magical mist before him, igniting it in a bright but short-lived wave of combustion. The flash of fire cowed the threatening otherworldly canines, and Vanator swung his battle ax in an arc before him as he tried to reach Kavala and the boy. He could see them, the youngter in the Konti's arms, the flash of a lost dagger, the sweeps of her remaining weapon slashing through the outnumbering dogs.

Vanator would not reach her in time, there were too many. He heard her cries of frustration and anger. His aching lungs drew in a desperate breath, compelled to scream his sister's name, when the large Akalak leader came to her side, carving a way for them back to the building. The grasslander's ax caught the snout of a beast that drew too near, cleaving it's face in half. Soon, Van had reached the point where Kavala had grabbed the boy, and he quickly snatched up her lost tamo, tucking it into his belt. He heard a roaring protest from a Kuvay'Nas warrior nearby. Though Van understood virtually no word of Tukant, the urgency of the voice drew his attention around to see a bone-dog latched onto the Riverian's bulky upper arm, his left fist trying to pummel the thing into submission. With a quick step, Vanator was within striking distance, and his ax bit through the creature's spine. The Akalak wrest the jaws from his arm, seized his weapon and fought on.

A sudden blow caught the Drykas off guard, knocking him to his side. A monster gnashed at him, tearing at the chain mail, shaking his head violently. A heavy paw pinned his ax arm down, leaving Vanator only his left hand to grasp at the thick neck of the beast, trying to push it away. But the Denusk's strength was taxed, the fight having gone on so long, minor wounds collectively weakening him. The ivory fangs snapped closer and closer. Van thought to pull Kavala's dagger from his belt, but would he have enough time to sink the blade before the bone-dog latched his jaws around his neck?

[Kavala]

Kavala didn't think she was going to make it. There was little chance in fact when she got off the roof and sprinted. But her motherly instinct was strong, and if the Kuvay'Nas hadn't been herding the dogs together, condensing them to be able to slaughter them, she might have stood a better chance. As it was, there were miracles at work just in the fact that she got to the boy and got a hold of him. Another miracle happened when she got almost back to the roof despite loosing a Tamo. She saw that Vanator picked it up, but she missed the fact that Riaris cleared the path for her almost single handedly. She was too intent on making the roof, to focused on the goal and avoiding the dogs that darted around falling under the Kuvay'Nas' weapons.

She almost stabbed the strong arms that closed around her until they hoisted her up on their shoulders. Kavala recognized Riaris not by looks... everything was moving to fast too furious for her to make out detials... but by his scent and the feeling she got when he touched her. But there was no time to thank the savior.. no time to loose at all. She climbed the giant body for all she was worth, digging her boot heels into his shoulder and jumping for the roof, gently tossing the boy up ahead of her. When she got on, she glanced at the other women, and yelled 'Cover him!" while tossing her own crossbow down in case someone could use the last seventeen bolts for the survival of the fighters still on the ground.

Then, safe, but heavily winded, Kavala turned to the boy. She shrugged out of her backpack, which always had medical supplies, and used her last Tamo to cut the boy free of his mangled clothing to see what was happening with him. He was bruised, battered, and there was a vicious bite on his arm where the dog had dragged him. Kavala immediately applied a tourniquet to the arm and cut off any more of the poison flooding into the boys system. She was heavily bit too so she knew her body was slowing down from whatever was in the toxins in the saliva.

Laying her hands on the boy, she immediately began to work on his bruises and battered flesh. One rib was broken and so was his ankle, but those injuries were more easily fixed. She did so tapping Rak'keli's gnosis with a prayer of thanks. His discolored skin faded as she smoothed the injured tissue and set it to rights. The boy had been knocked hard on his head, enough to give him a concussion, but she could find no lasting damage. All she could do was repair the skull and take down the swelling, and thank all the deities she followed that Tasival was at home safe.

Kavala could still hear the battle raging about her. She looked up, seeking Riaris and Vanators forms in the fight. She spotted her brother right away, and soon after Riaris came into view having been too close to the porch for her to see at first. The square was full of dogs and full of warriors and the slaughter was evident. The stragedy was brilliant. The guard had picked the location carefully, herded the dogs or driven them with noise and slaughter into the confined spaces of this location in the city and were systematically slaughtering them.

Kavala hoped none would escape. It looked, from her perspective, that the fight would soon be over. The bodies had piled up. The street ran red with blood. And while there were far more bodies of bone-dogs than there were bodies of people... there were enough that her heart lurched at the site.

Gods...

She said a quick prayer to Dira to take those that were teetering on the edge swiftly and spare the healers the agony of ending life themselves.

[Tia'aria]

"Tia'aria," Aria said by way of introduction after the other Konti, Kavala, had done so. She was breathless and hurting from that dog's bite, her leg going painfully numb. Her eyes were wide as she watched Kavala disappear from the rooftop to a goal she didn't yet know. While she was gone, Aria looked around, gripping her suvai in a shaky hand, and ready to fight off any dogs who dared to invade their safe point. One such dog tried that but was seized from behind by a green skinned Akalak and was thrown back into the fray before Tia'aria could even try to cut him down. She smiled grimly and nodded at the Akalak who went back off to hacking up the dog he had thrown.

She pulled herself further onto the roof and craned her neck around to see where Kavala had gone and if she was in need of help, something Tia'aria herself couldn't provide, but something she knew she could call out to for somebody else. Surprisingly, the Konti seemed to be incredibly strong of will and made it to her goal, what Aria could now identify as a young boy. Her heart fell as she realised it was an Akalak boy.

Suddenly, a dog leapt up from where she had climbed, snapping at her and totally ignoring the other people on the roof. It must have smelled that she was weaker than them. She shouted in shock and stabbed at the dog as it lunged, impaling it in the chest as it's face came dangerously close to hers, snapping for a few moments before falling limp. It's weight pressed down on her heavily making her aching body feel even more weak, but she rolled the corpse from her and off the roof. She had the dog's blood on her but paid it no heed, concerned enough with the fate of the boy that she wouldn't mind a bit of bad smell or staining on her shirt.

She didn't recognise the Akalak that helped Kavala up as she reached to take the boy from her and then nodded at Kavala's words. She looked around for any of the dogs, but most seemed very preoccupied with the Akalaks that were herding them together. There were fewer dogs, the ones remaining being even more aggressive than the ones dead. Her eyes roamed over bodies of men, women and children all in various states of being consumed. Most had weapons, telling her they had not died without a fight.

The amount of death saddened her. There was no reason for it, no purpose that showed the souls of the deceased had ceased their hold on life for some grand design facilitated by a god. There didn't seem to be any dead Akalak at this point, for which she was relieved. The death of the one Konti had shaken her enough that she didn't look for any others on in the mutilated corpses.

The fight was almost over. She could see it. There wasn't happiness at that, though. Only an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion.

[Riaris Dovukalis]

With Kavala safe on the roof, the wounded Akalak was free to turn his attention back to the dogs snarling and biting at him. He felt bodies shoving against his, claws raking at his back and teeth digging into his flesh. Riaris spun around slamming a squealing dog into the side of the house as he jammed his lakan into it's gut. The others continued to pound on him, leaving him to stumble back, swinging his weapon as well as his fist to keep them off him.

Riaris let out a war-like growl of his own, dashing towards the dogs which caused them to move back a few paces. They didn't retreat however, and instead stalked their bulky prey and waited for an opening. He glanced up quickly, making sure that no one else had any crazy ideas about jumping down from the roof before returning his attention to the bone dogs.

"I will kill all of you!!"

The Akalak raged on, slamming his boot into the head of the first dog to move. There was a whimper, and a louder one after he swiped the blade of his lakan across it's throat. Going back to the well, Riaris lifted the dog by it's legs and swung it hard into the others to send them all tumbling backwards. He raced after them, closing in on the first swaying animal and digging his blade into it's chest before lifting it and slamming it's body down upon another.

Looking up, he saw that another man had been knocked down by snarling mutts and that one was closing in to snap into his neck. It was a long shot, but he didn't want to chance a run and get there too late. Instead, Riaris turned his body curling the lakan in his fist just as he stepped forward and launched it towards the dog. His throw was guided true and the lakan made it's bed in the neck of the bone dog. Riaris then hustled to the side of the downed man and extended a hand to help him to stand up.

"Are you alright?" he asked the Drykus and waited for a reply. "I'm going to head for the lodge and get heavier weapons, if you're up for it you should join me." It was insanity in the streets and dead dogs laying everywhere, but Riaris had to admit to himself..he was enjoying it.

[Vanator]

Slavering, gnashing fangs snapped closer to Vanator's throat, the muscles in his left arm bulging as he strained to keep the maw that smelled like death from clamping around his neck. His knees drove into the bone-beast's dense body, but the ravaging thing was determined to kill the human. In a sudden flash, a lakan thudded into the thick neck of the beast, forcing a startled yelp from the canine. Dark blood poured from around the Akalak blade, and the monster faltered, allowing Vanator to roll it off of him. The Drykas took the Akalak weapon in his hand and drew it out, thrusting it twice more into the creatures neck to ensure it was dead.

Looking up, the Kuvay'Nas warrior appeared over him, his hand extended. Vanator took the meaty palm in his own and used the sturdy Akalak as a leverage to vault to his feet. Turning the lakan in his hand, he offered the weapon to its owner, handle first.

"Yeah, I am alright, thanks." He nodded at the Riverian's offer to join him, though, looking at his battle ax, the Drykas wondered what kind of heavy weapons the Akalak meant. Vanator looked around, seeing the warriors encompassing the mass of deadly otherworldly creatures, containing the majority of them. With a quick glance to the roof to reassure himself of Kavala's safety, he added, "Lead the way."

[Kavala]

There was no need however, for further worry, because suddenly with a lull in the fighting the crowd thickened. More warriors pulled in, most wearing street clothes and not affiliated with the Kuvay'Nas. These fighters were the average citizens of Riverfall that had poured out onto the streets elsewhere to help. Lead by the Kuvay'Nas they had managed to pin down the dogs, and crowd them all into the square where the outright slaughter began.

Even as warriors fell and citizens screamed, more dogs began to die than people until finally it was clear that the tide and turned and the battle was all but over. The few remaining offworld dogs were cut down or lay already dying in the streets. In fact, wagons had started to pull up already loaded with the dead creatures to dump in the center of the square where the last of the battle of the day had slowly came to a close. There was an intent to burn them in the wide open central plaza. Even now people were grabbing corpses by legs and tails and dragging the dogs into one pile or another, forming a central mount that wagons were backing up too and offloading more corpses. All in all there were several hundred of the translucent creatures by the end of the day. More rode in slung over the shoulders of big warriors or dragged through the street by the necks by the children who were so threatened by their living presence.

A priest of Wysar put the torch to the pile after dumping an accelerant - whale oil - over the pile to ensure it would catch fire and burn. People climbed off roofs, scouted the area to retrieve lost arrows, and tended to injuries. Rumors spread as to where the dogs had come from, but so far no summoners had been apprehended to convict of the heinous crime. There was even talk that it was a new group, bent on terrorizing the citizens of Riverfall, that claimed responsibility. In the end, no culprit was found. No one claimed responsibility. And it was assumed that whomever did it was long gone from the city.

Kavala helped her fellow Konti off the roof, along with Eosi and the boy, and saw to it that they all got to healing stations. She gathered her crossbow bolts and then headed back to The Sanctuary to get supplies so she could return and set up a healing station of her own. She didn't linger, like so many people did, to watch the corpses burn. Instead, she hoped when she got back that they'd all be gone.... just a bad memory for Riverfall.

[Limey]

Xalet Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Leadership 1 Quick To Action And Order Riding 1 Using Your Steed As A Weapon Observation 2 Don't Let Your Opponent Recover Sword 3 Unarmed Combat 2 Kavala Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Crossbow 4 Seeking Higher Ground Tactics 2 Choosing Targets Carefully Observation 3 Fighting: A Necessary Evil Endurance 2 Leading Your Shot... And Placing It To Kill Brawling 1 Riaris: Savior Riaris Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Observation 3 Into The Fray Without Question Lakan 5 Containing The Threat Unarmed Combat 3 Using Your Enemy As A Weapons Tactics 2 Pushing Through Pain (Like You Have A Choice?) Endurance 1 No Mercy For Monsters Injuries: Lacerations on leg and back - mild pain for 7 days Septimus Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Observation 2 Benefits and Drawbacks Of Being Both Mount AND Squire Unarmed Combat 3 Brawn And Brain In One Kelvice Package Vanator Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Observation 2 The Chaos of Conflict Reimancy 2 Using Fire and Steel Battle Ax 5 Whatever Comes To Hand Javelin 1 No Time To Mourn Unarmed Combat 1 Kavala: Guardian Angel Lakan 1 Fire As A Distraction Riaris: Lending A Lakan Rosela Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Climbing 1 Remember What Killed The Cat...? Brawling 1 Height Equals Safety Observation 2 Knowing Xuphim From... Whoever No Warrior I! Eosi Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Bow 3 Suffer NOT The Little Children Observation 2 Raining Arrows Brawling 1 Tia'aria Skill and Lore Rewards Skills Lore Suvai 3 Going For A Weak Spot Running 1 Know When To Run! Observation 3 The Horror Of A Sister Slain This Is Victory? Injuries: Deep lacerations on leg from Bone Dog bite - limp for 7-14 days Shared Lore: Bone Dogs: Unknown, Unexpected And Utterly Monstrous A Bloody Butcher's Bill In Riverfall Purify Through Flame Additional Notes : Namorin and Descant, if you ever come back, PM me and I'll give you a grade for this. Well, shucks and shenanigans, I can't believe Raz missed this! Great job from everyone, even the ones that didn't stick around for the very end. I liked how this flowed together, everyone seemed pretty coordinated and I didn't see many discrepancies with the narrative. Special attention to Riaris for organizing such a rout with the Militia. Any questions or queries, please PM me.