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[Deitheta]

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Deitheta was not normally the type of person to get lost, but even she began to worry, just a tad, when her attempts to find the rebellion turned out to be... not quite as successful as she had hoped. Of course, it'd be simple enough if everyone was running around, casting off their Ilian overlords, and all Dei had to do was wave her hands and say, 'hey, let me help too!', but things couldn't be that simple, as much as she may have wished it.

And even though talk of the rebellion had reached her ears, for this town, it seemed to not be a reality. Ilian soldiers were patrolling the streets - Deitheta was almost taken by surprise by several of them, but either she had been very fast at ducking behind the building she found herself currently pressed against, or they were very distracted, and didn't have time to pay attention to every blonde haired mage they saw. That was all well and good for her, of course - the last thing she ever wanted to do was to be caught in a conversation with one of them - but the fact that there were so many... where was the fated rebellion? There seemed to be no counter measure to the soldiers here - and that by itself was enough to set the mage to grinding her teeth.

With her back pressed against the village building, she strained to hear what they were saying -

" ... have to find ... "
" ... they're all sympathizers ... "
" ... I don't see why we don't just ..."

They don't just... what? She furrowed her brow, squirmed, but even still it took another few minutes of straining before Deitheta heard anything else that would help - and what she heard was the last thing she wanted to hear. The tell-tale sounds of reinforcements, the distinctive clank of armor and the whinnies of pegasi. With that, dread began to boil in the pit of her stomach. While her greatest hope was that they were going to simply leave, it was all too soon dashed by the rising clamor - as the Ilian soldiers began to detain the Bernese villagers, right from the other side of the building.

...And that was too much for Dei's great sense of justice to bear. She was just one mage, of course, but there was no way she could stand by as even one Ilian dog tried to force their way around a helpless citizen - one that probably wasn't even thinking of doing anything to them. And this... this was quite a few of them.

Perhaps a smarter person would have simply left - after all, she had been overlooked by the soldiers once. She could possibly slip out, and avoid this conflict altogether. But fine - if nobody was going to step up themselves, she would just have to do so for them. Dei turned the opposite way, searching her surroundings quickly - and she found what she was looking for, a few turned over boxes and a nice (if precarious-looking) path she could use to get on the roof of the house.

She scrambled to the top, tome in hand, and scanned the situation - one of the pegasus riders had a woman by her hair, and seemed to be questioning her - it took no time for Dei to decide that particular asshole was going to be her target. She opened her tome, flipping the pages to the correct incantation, and repeated the words with a practiced air, blue-tinged lightning beginning to crackle around her and at her fingers.

Standing on a rooftop and charging a spell was likely enough to catch attention just by itself, but if every Ilian wasn't already staring at her, the bolt of lightning she released probably did the trick - a harsh, crackling release of energy that was heralded with a loud, untamed thunderclap of sound. The bolt arced dangerously through the air towards the Ilian pegasus rider...

and then...

... went wide, scoring the ground around him instead.

Deitheta blinked. And then she straightened with a huff. "That... was a warning shot," She said, smoothly, tilting her head back some to affix the soldiers with her most imperious gaze, "If you don't get your sorry selves out of this town, I'll fry your hooved chicken and everything else you hold dear!"

This may have been a terrible idea, but Deitheta was the last person who would ever admit it.

Hal

[Hal]

Hal had promised his mother he would stay for a short period of time, but he 'accidently' extended that stay, not like his mother was complaining. Hal had sold the bulk black armor he once wore and purchased a new smaller, and more mobile, set of armor. He had it fitted with a cape that started on the front of his right shoulder falling just above his elbow and growing in length as it wrapped around him, what was a hero without a cape? He also took the shield that hung in the family room, it was a family heirloom of sorts passed down through out the generations. Being the oldest son he was next in line to recieve it. The shield had seen better days, it had shown signs of great use in the past with knicks and dings all about it. When he removed it from the wall he had seen it was intended for a right handed user.

The shield itself had an arrow head appearance with wings extending from the sides, there was a faded dragon's head  in the center of the shield. There was also an empty sword scabbard built into it on the inside of it. Hal had it repaired as well fitted for a left handed user. Hal had finally left home with his lance and shield in hand, wondering around Bern looking for somebody in need of help.

He had entered a town where he saw a soldier in Ilian armor dragging a woman by the hair, the sight itself brought sorrow to Hal. He once supported Ilia, the threat of going to war never came across his mind when they had seized Bern for their own. When the rebellion first broke out Hal had despised the rebels for disrupting the peace that came with Ilia. But now? Ilia had shown it's true colors, no that wasn't fair to all of the Ilians. This group had proved it was no better than the rebels.

Before Hal could react, there was a lighting bolt striking the ground and a girl claiming it to be a warning shot. It looked as if she were alone, he knew he couldn't leave her to fight those monsters on her own. Gripping he sheild tightly he began to walk towards the soldiers as he swung his shield outwards from his body, caushing his cape to create a sound before pulling the shield up in a defensive stance, using the left wing to rest his lance on pointing at them.

"I'd advice you to let that woman go." Hal was out numbered, but at least he had a side kick, what's a hero without a side kick? Once again, it was a female mage. It was as if Hal was drawn to them.

[Deitheta]

Luckily for the mage, it seemed she wasn't entirely alone up against the Ilian pegasus knights. Not a moment after her 'dramatic entrance' (of sorts), another man made his presence known with a loud ruffle of his cape. It was almost picturesque, honestly, from Dei's position on the rooftop - the sun glimmered off of his dragon-emblazoned shield as he pointed his lance at the offending Ilian knight, speaking his words confidently and without hesitation. She almost expected him to burst into a speech about righteousness or the like afterwards.

Deitheta allowed herself a moment of surprise - but she was hardly the type to turn down allies when she saw them, especially not in this sort of situation. Especially since the Ilian soldiers weren't going to stay shocked at the ridiculous entrance of two would-be "white knights" forever. The one holding the woman had seemed locked in place for a moment, but then he came back into himself, giving the girl a shake. "This woman," He clarified, "is a rebel sympathizer. Would you really want to protect that?!" God, what a slimy voice. Dei forgot how repulsive Ilians were in general - were she closer, she would have liked to cut out his tongue.

But she was not in any range to do so, and violent thoughts aside, she was still new to war. She furrowed her brow, open her mouth to speak, but then the man barked out a name - "Pyrra!" Another pegasus rider (a woman, this time? Dei couldn't tell) responded, urging her pegasus into the sky and going to attack the blue-haired man. To Dei's credit, she responded fast, sending off another bolt of lightning that went a little wide yet again, but managed to singe and unbalance the pegasus rider hopefully enough for the man to take advantage of the moment. If he was a smart sidekick, maybe he'd be able to take advantage of Dei's attempts to kill these people to really kill these people.

There were at least two more pegasus knights that she saw, and they were already winding up to turn on the blue haired man - but maybe, just maybe, with some expert mind reading, and perhaps a little luck, they could actually pull this off together. Dei tried to meet the man's gaze, and then spoke the incantations for her next spell, ready to provide support to her new sidekick.

Hal

[Hal]

The man had claimed the woman to be an rebel supported, while he knew not every single one of them wasn't good he also knew there were those who were. Much like these Ilian supporters were showing every coin had two sides to it, the good and the bad. The didn't seem like they were going to back down, neither was Hal. There was a time where he would have turned tail and fled, or completely avoided this situation all together but after meeting Sol and Elesia Hal had became a changed man.

He may not have the same fighting experience as the soldiers before him, but that wasn't going to cause him to back down. He pulled up his lance so it wouldn't get locked into the wing of the shield as he watched one of the Pegasus knights take to the air before doing a half circle to drop upon him. Hal had experience as a wyvern rider, he roughly knew how they would attack. What he wasn't sure of was how agile a Pegasus was compared to a wyvern, wyverns were a slow but powerful.

Hal waited for the rider to get right out of her attacking range before he began to side step away, then parried their lance with his shield. He pulled back his lance and thrusting it towards the rider, barely missing. "It doesn't matter if they're a rebel supporter or not, they're a human being." Hal began to create some space between himself and the soldiers. Hopefully they wouldn't attack the mage girl that he was helping, she was too far from him to protect effectively.