Smoke 'em Out [Perun, Bee, Don]

[Mila]

Mila heard everyone speak their peice. She approached Perun and tilted her head. The name he spoke sounded very familar and he asked if she was from Eturia. I wonder.. But first she decided to do him a favor. She put away her book. The orange giant was having difficulty undoing the braid that Bee did on his chest hair. She sighed.

"Excuse me Perun. You look like your having trouble with that." She approached him, took one look at the braid, then undid it with ease. Ew.. I did not know chest hair could even grow long enough to braid.. That.. was kind of gross. That was a lot gross.. I'm going to wash my hands. She kept her face neutral and then took a step back. She rinsed her hands off with some water then dried them off with the heat of the cook fire.

"Can't have you fussing with the braid in the middle of the battle." She nodded. Any little distraction is liable to get you killed. She recalled the words of her mother's training.

"Oh, and to answer your question. Yes i'm from Eturia. I.. Wait, did the man you talk to happen to have long green hair and an X on his face?" She asked while making the motion of her brother's famous scar. But before she could get a response, Donovan had started to explain the details of the plan. I'm paring with Donny. Cool. Doogs all over again. She thought to herself. The plan seemed pretty straight forward. Actually the plan seemed to be very good, she was impressed. And it felt nice to have someone else do the thinking and planning for a change.

"I don't see anything wrong with the plan. No obvious holes. Just got to hope the enemy doesn't know were coming. Perhaps our leader should make sure there aren't any spies hiding among the campsite." She suggested then shrugged. With the plan in her head, she returned her attention back to Bee and her wax. The mage gave a small demonstration of it on a nearby rock. Fascinating.

"That's pretty impressive. Did you come up with he formula on your own or did you improvise on an alchemist's formula?"

[Donovan]

Donovan heard the suggestions of the others, and thought through them all. He hadn’t hired any of the mercenaries besides Bee and Mila, so he didn’t know if any of them were legitimate besides Perun. Only Hubbs would know any details of the rest of the crew, and the man wasn't likely to have any clue who was or wasn't a spy.

Bee’s plan made sense. Why risk their lives at all, when they could simply burn them to death in the fort. He was about to express such thought when Hubbs spoke up. “That can’t be done, girl. I will not be known as the commander who was too craven to fight his foe on the field. We smoke them out. Not burn them alive. Besides. if we completely torch that fort, we risk lighting up the whole damn forest.” The mercenary was surprised to hear that their commander had thought so far ahead, though it only made sense, as the man's career was on the line. A piece of him respected the man for it.

“Sorry, Bee. Commander’s word is how it’s got to be. But your wax and the jars should definitely be helpful in taking the fort. And Perun, if we go through with this plan, we’d be attacking in the middle of the night. Hopefully we won’t have to worry about too many arrows. If you’re all ready to go through with this tonight, we should get all little rest and prepare to move out in 4 hours. Well into the night.”

The mercenary stood up from the campfire, gestured for Mila to follow him, and walked to his makeshift tent, which he’d fashioned from his cloak. Kitchi, his pet fox, was sleeping contentedly inside it. “If you want to get a couple hours rest, you can use my tent. I’m going to take watch. Feel free to use Kitchi as a pillow.”

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A few hours later, the mercenary stood behind a tree, a 20 yard clearing separating Mila, Perun, Bee, and he from the fortress. He’d had Perun pair with Bee because he knew that she needed more experienced protection than Donovan could offer, and he’d trust the girl’s life in no one else’s hands. Mila, on the other hand, didn’t need to be defended quite as greatly. He’d make sure that she was in no immediate danger, of course, but the pair were on far more equal footing than the other fire squad.

Holding tightly onto his blade’s handle, he peaked out from behind his tree and saw a pair of bandits rounding the corner of the fortress. When they’d turned their backs to their hidden spot in the tree line, Donovan signaled for Perun to ready his bow and quietly closed the distance. He trusted the warrior would hit his target. When he was a few feet away, one of the bandits heard his footfall and turned around, just in time to have the green clad mercenary run him through. Making sure there were no other men outside of the fort, Donovan signaled for the others to join him.

[Perun]

The orange giant smiled as the mage untangled the chord of chest hair. Then he knit his brow in thought. It was strange, strange that she would know that shape of Duma's scar. Of course, there were many people in Etruria, it wasn't crazy to think that this girl could have been a neighbor to Duma, but she had the same color hair. It was strange, to say the least, suspicious to say the most. Perun nodded as the smile left his face, "Yes, Doom-ugch was having scar on face like...X?" Perun did not understand her reference to whatever an x was. Instead he simply moved his finger across his face in the same motion she had done. Suspicious.

Perun crossed his heads as Hubbs spoke. His plan was not as good as Donovan's and Perun was sure the rest of the mercenaries knew that. However, if it was what they were going to do, it's what Perun would make happen. Perun shrugged at Donovan, "Maybe Duno-ven, but Perun is still thinking he is best in case something is going wrong." When the camp became a camp again, instead of a strategy meeting, Perun found his pack, and rolled up in his gigantic blanket. He would need to be rested for the attack.

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Perun watched as his friend ran toward the two bandits. Perun had an arrow placed on his bowstring, but did not give it any weight against the string. He counted to three silently in his head as Donovan closed the distance. Then he moved from behind his cover, and pulled the string back, tightening the bow so that it almost creaked. It was a strong yew bow, and Perun had had it for many years. It would not break.

Perun let loose just as the man Donovan was aiming for turned around. His arrow was in the middle of its flight as Donovan took the man to hell. The arrow took the second man in the throat as he turned, making what could have been the raising of the alarm a halted gurgle. He then said quietly, "Let us be going."

[Bee]

"Yeah I made it myself", spoke Bee as she looked at her fellow magician. "The concoction came from a whole lot of trial and error. The original formula however came from the hair gel I made to keep my hair straight."
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Stupid nobles and there stupid plans and stupid fire hazords, thought Bee to herself as the noblemen shot down her plan. It would be a lot easier and prettier if they would simply burn the structure to the ground. If they wanted to prevent the fire from spreading all they had to do was start a smaller fire a good ways out and then put it out. The fire would burn up all the fuel and the big fire could not spread. It was simple fire mechanics, but the stupid noble did not want to do it. He was to busy worrying about his stupid reputation. This is why Bee hated there kind. They were all prestige and stupidity. They never understood the simple pleasures of pragmatism and fire. Still he was paying her so Bee kept her opinions to herself. Though if you really wanted to find out you could see her opinion on her face.
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Don gave the signal and Bee began to move. This was her first actual battle. Well if you did not count that little rumble in the Den of the Disturbed. She had never been to war, but she heard about it. She knew that speed and precision was the way to victory, but to be truthful she would rather just burn them all to death. Fire was so much more effective than bows and blades, well that is what she thought till the big man put a arrow in that guy's neck. she was surprised that Perun was such a good archer. Big men like him usually are axe swinging idiots who don't know a thing about elegance. She had to rethink everything she knew about big men.

As Bee ran forward she had a big bag filled with class jars thrown over her shoulder. She only needed maybe one or two, but Bee was one to be prepared. Her magic was strong, but not strong enough. She knew she could not immediately set the wood on fire so she relied on the Bee's Wax. However if she ran into anybody else she wanted to be sure she could burn them alive as well. So that is where the other jars of Bee's Wax came in. Well that was the official story. To be truthful Bee just wanted to see the fort fire grow bigger. If they asked she would just tell them it was a miscalculation.

Bee kept her head low and her eyes open. The moment they moved over to the side of the fort she was suppose to set ablaze Bee threw two jars at the wooden wall allowing them to shatter and spread there content onto the wood. She was sure by then that somebody would have heard it, but at this point it did not matter.

"Wiggly Do Da", spoke Bee as she swung her hands around and began to cast her fire tome. The words were not really needed, but she liked to say something when she used her flames from range. Not to mention it helped her concentrate. Bee fired the fireball from her hand and sent it raging toward the black goop. The moment the flames touched the substance it went up like a entire container of gasoline being thrown into a fire pit.

[Mila]

"I think you and I are talking about the same swordsman. Perhaps after this mission we can talk some more." She nodded to Perun before heading off with Donny. Four hours was a long time to wait. She divided her time. She spent two hours going over the plan, learning the land, and training her fire throwing arm. The other two hours were spent relaxing in the tent. Mila had never seen a fox up close before so she was amused at the small creature. It's SO CUTE! She couldn't help melting into a little girl at it. Before she knew it it was nightfall. It was time to get to work.

Mila waited in the safety of the shrubs while Donny got to work. He took point and began signaling the others. Mila followed Donny until she reached the first key point in the fort. Tower number one. So that archers can't pick us off. She quickly scanned the tower up and down looking for a weak point that she could ignite. Unknown to the commanders she quietly stuffed a small bit of "Bee's Wax" into an empty small satchel bag. She quietly walked up to one of the legs of the tower and smeared the wax onto it. She then took a few steps back and began casting. She hit her fireball where she put the wax and it took light. The tower leg started to burn. She then launched two more fire balls at one leg, then one more at the base of the tower's "floor" where the archer's stood. Soon the tower began burning and eventually falling. By the time that happened the mage was already moving out to the next destination.

[Donovan]

With the two patroling bandits taken care of by the green clad mercenary and the giant orange warrior, the fire squads moved out to complete their mission. Bee and Perun went off to one side to burn down the back wall, while Don and Mila took to destroying the fort’s tall wooden tower. He heard the sharp sound of a jar of Bee’s Wax shattering against the wall as Mila rapidly set about setting the archer’s haven ablaze. He knew that they’d only have a few moments before the enemies would meet them out on the open field. His plan was working well thus far. Mila’s magical ability, combined with Bee’s powerfully flammable wax, was able to crumple the structure rapidly.

With the smoke building up, the front gate opened and a group of the bandits began to pour out. A pair of arrows flew through the air from the tree line, nailing one of the bandits in the chest and another in the arm. “Perun, Incoming!” Turning to Mila, Donovan readied his shield and sword. Suddenly, a man jumped out of the burning tower, completely engulfed in flame.

Hubbs came thundering out of the woods, with the foot bound mercenaries trailing behind. The pair of archers were not quite as good as Donovan had hoped they would be, rarely hitting kill spots on any of the bandits they were attacking.“You ready for another adventure?” He smiled with wild eyes, before he headed out to meet the large bandit force.

One bandit that was slightly brighter than the rest realized they were going to be ambushed and slaughtered, so instead of trying to fight his way out, the axe wielding bruiser ran away. Unfortunately for him, he ran straight into Donovan's path. Seeing he'd have to at least fight this one man, he threw an axe at Donovan, who pushed off to the side, jumping out of the hand axe's path before charging at the bandit. He used his blade as Duma had taught him, with precision and skill. But he still used the opening move he'd always felt most comfortable with. Slicing at the man's axe arm, Donovan severed its tendon's before dropping to his knee, raising his shield to block any stray strikes, and severing the poor bandit's achilles. Standing, after the man had tumbled to the ground, Donovan kicked him sharply in the head to knock him out. No reason to kill the bandits if it wasn't completely necessary, after all.

[Perun]

Perun had been quick about lathering the walls of the fort with Bee's wax. He was not interested in staying within range of any form of weaponry, especially against an enemy with the high ground. As he waited for the pink haired girl to start up the fire he heard a warning from Donovan. Perun managed to turn the corner of the fort in time to see a the clash of mercenaries with the bandits as they fled a fort that suddenly took up in flame. A few men Perun could see inside the fort still tried to put out the fire, but they could not outdo the Bee's wax that fueled the flame.

Perun lifted his axe through his belt loop, and roared as he threw himself into the fray. He narrowly dodged a savage spear blow, then another from an axe. Perun drove his axe into the side of a bandit's stomach. The blow mainly being taken by the man's thick armor. Perun then leaped back, and was lucky he did. An arrow from one of the mercenary archers flew just where his ear would have been a second before. Perun was ready to kill the man the same as he would a bandit. Perun had never been a genius, but when he had first picked up the bow he knew not to fire into a melee.

The armored man came forward at Perun again, and thrust his lace at Perun. Perun dodged the man's thrust quickly, but caught a little of the spear's crossguard in his side. Perun drove his axe into the man's neck, cutting through a thinner bit of his armor and feeling the blood rush out of the man's wound, the gash as Perun wrenched his axe from the body filling like a hole with rain. Perun put his head on a swivel, trying to find Bee to make sure she wasn't biting off more than she could chew.

[Bee]

Just like Bees the bandits rushed out there home as soon as the nest was kicked. It seemed they did not take to kindly to Bee's fire attack. Well the groups fire attack, but Bee took credit for the Bee's Wax. The maiden had tossed two more jars at the wall before the first of the bandits had engaged her. It was a archer, unfortunately for her. The arrow hit Bee right in the arm as she was tossing a jar of her special fire enhancer. The pain that shot through her body was great as Bee grabbed her arm and looked in the direction the arrow came from. Standing in the grass was a man with a bow. Bee did not care what he looked like all she wanted was for him to Burn.

"F$^& off", shouted Bee as she cast a spell toward the man. The archer did not even have to move. Bee's spell missed him entirely. At first one would think this was a error due to Bee's inexperience as a mage. However this was not so. Bee meant to miss him. He himself was not Bee's target, but the grass behind him. As the archer fired another arrow he felt the heat of the fire burning behind him as he turned around Bee reached into her bag and tossed another bottle of her special wax. She tossed the container at the man and hit with deadly accuracy. The glass jar broke as it slammed into the man's back covering him with the wax and causing him to trip into the fire that was now in front of him. It took only a fraction of a second for the man to catch ablaze and his screams of pain were like music to Bee's ears. The jerk shot her with a arrow.

Now having a moment Bee moved to remove the arrow from her arm. She knew better than to just pull it out. She first broke the shaft and then began to put ointment around the entry way. However her first aid was interrupted by a fellow with a spear looking to gain some sweet vengeance.

[Mila]

The mage headed off to the next area. This time her destination was to one of the fort walls. She made her way over to one of the walls and smeared what left she had of the wax. She took another step back and light it on fire. Good one burning wall. Three more to go. She thought to herself. When suddenly she was charged by a bandit. The brigand was a medium sized fellow who was brandishing an axe. Mila kept herself hooded and took an evasive stance. She dodged the axe and plunged a fire ball into the man's chest. The bandit was forced to stop to pat himself down in an attempt to stop the flames. He which then caused him to hit his head with his own axe.

"You.. weren't very bright." She shook her head, then ran off. The mage reunited with Donny. Ready for another adventure?

"Yep! Always ready for an adventure!" She replied back as she fired another ball of flame above the mercenary. Her mark was the gate, so the enemy could not close it on them. The mage took a deep breath and prepared herself. The bandits were coming and they were none too happy about having the fort burnt down. She cracked her knuckles. Mila watched as Donny cut down a bandit, his form, skill, and precision had improved since their last meeting. She could have sword she saw something familiar in his stance. She shook her head. The battle field is not the place to be distracted. She reminded herself and prepared another ball of flame.

[Donovan]

Donovan turned around in time to see Mila set a bandit on fire, causing the man to hit himself in the head with his axe as he attempted to put it out. He couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it. “Nice work, Mila.” The green clad mercenary shook his head and chuckled at her cheery demeanor during this fight. That’s probably what he enjoyed the most about working with people like her and Perun, they were always ready for another adventure and always seemed to enjoy it. Bee did, too, though in an entirely different manner. The way she was so enthralled with the idea of setting this place and the men inside on fire was… concerning. He hoped some mage would help her learn to control those urges soon.

Don met a couple bandits as they too tried to flee, Hubs and the rest of the mercenary’s were doing quite an excellent job at scattering their enemies and making their superior numbers count for much less.The fleeing bandits saw Donovan and decided to team up on him. The one with a spear might be trouble, but the man with a sword should be easy enough to deal with.

They came at him together, so Donovan took a defensive stance. The swordsman swung toward his left, which Donovan easily blocked with his shield. He realized a second too late that it was a baiting blow to allow the spear wielder a chance to skewer him. He jumped out of the way, not quite fast enough to dodge the strike, and was hit in the shoulder of his shield arm. His armor took most of the damage and wasn’t even pierced, but the raw force behind the blow was powerful and hurt a good deal.

“Damn. Rookie mistake.” Donovan muttered under his breath. He moved quickly, closing the gap between he and the lance wielder in a step, and cut him open from his left hip to his right shoulder. The merc would’ve tried not to kill the man if he hadn’t tried to kill Donovan, but such is battle, he supposed. He raised his targe just in time to catch the swordsman’s blade, gritting as pain shot into his shoulder. More enemies were coming, he’d need to finish this one quickly.

[Perun]

The orange giant waded through the mass of bandits, most of them fleeing the fire rather than charging the mercenaries. He was aiming at one very specific target, a shock of pink hair. One bandit moved to block the massive Ilian, and without thinking, Perun flicked his axe up, and brought it down with enough force to crush the bandit's bones. The bandit raised a wooden buckler, which was not crushed as much as it was shattered. Perun brought his axe back, then tripped the man, throwing his small frame against the ground. He did not stop to see whether the man was finished of by any of the other mercenaries. His job was to make sure that shock of pink hair made it out of this battle alive. Little bodied women did not need to die anywhere near Perun as long as he drew breath.

Perun crashed through another bandit, a young man with a spear. He had chosen the wrong line of work to follow with his weapon, and as Perun put him on the ground with his shoulder, a part of him wished the boy would get up and run away. A part of him wished he was put down out of respect to anyone he'd hurt under the banner of the pillagers. The big ball of orange fur dodged a sword thrust, and dug his age deep into the swordsman's neck at the shoulder.

Perun finally reached the pink haired mage just as she pulled the arrow from her shoulder. In what could have looked like he was attacking her, Perun charged forward, and slashed down violently with both hands on his axe, killing a man sneaking up on Bee. He then turned, prepared to defend the mage as she drilled into the bandits with her fire. "Alright Bee, you are being letting them to be having it now."

[Bee]

"Thank you big man", spoke Bee as she looked up at the big man. The young pupil pulled out the head of the arrow from her arm. It hurt like sin, but it had to be done. Bee quickly closed the wound using pressure and a bandage she had. Normally she would use heat, but at the moment Bee was not at a hundred percent, or rather things were starting to seem a bit different to her. She seemed to be able to read the spirits of fire more. She could understand them better, manipulate them better, and apply her own will to them. "You know I think I got it", spoke Bee as a brilliant beam of white light descended from the heavens and engulfed the young maiden. Bee was no longer a young foolish Pupil, but now she was a mage a fire mage to be exact, the best kind if you asked her.

As the light faded and Bee returned back to normal she looked with a renewed expression. Calling upon the power of the fire spirits Bee's eyes began to turn white. The maiden reached into her pocket and pulled out a tome that she had never been able to use. Her skill with fire was great, but she lacked the magical capabilities to call upon the tomes power, but now. Now it was different. Bee could feel the power of magic flowing through her body. She could use its great power. Calling upon the power of Volcanon a great eruption of fire spewed from her mouth and began to consume the fleeing bandits. With a single spell Bee was able to summon up a jet of fire to consume her enemies in flames.

AS Bee's eyes turned back to normal and she regained her composure a twisted smile crossed her face. Now this is what she wanted. The tome was just as powerful as she had heard, thought she needed to be stronger if she wanted to unlock more of its abilities. Still this was enough at the moment. The fires created from her attack burned the nearby grassland and sent the wooden structure even further on fire. "Careful Perun watch out for the smoke", spoke Bee as she looked at her work with pride.

[Mila]

While Donny was busy dealing with the man with the spear and the other mercenary. Mila quickly launched another ball of fire out towards the other bandits whom were coming. Then she felt something. Something that the forces of anima were reacting to in great quantity. Mila's first instinct was to stop and immediately find Bee. She didn't quite understand what was going on, but she suddenly saw a large stream of fire off in the distance. Volcanon? She thought to herself. Then she saw several orange dots run off into the grasses, presumably human's whom were just lit on fire.

There is no way a pupil can even begin to harness that sort of power. Let alone control it... Her thought was interrupted by the blaze of the fort. The fire of the fort was starting to burn too wildly. No doubt part way caused by the power of the fire spell. The grasses around the fort were starting to catch fire and if no one did anything soon, then they, plus the surrounding forest, and villages nearby would be set ablaze.

"Damn.. Donny! I've got to find Bee! This fire is getting out of control. If I don't do something then everything is going to burn!" She fired one more fire ball to help out the green clad mercenary and ran off towards the pink haired Bee.

"BEE!" She yelled. Once she caught up to the pupil turned mage she started to speak very clearly.

"Bee listen. The fire is getting out of hand. We need to get this under control or we are going to burn next. The grasslands around the fort are starting to burn and it is a matter of time before the whole forest... and villages go in flames." As she started to explain the mage grabbed the Volcanon book out of Bee's hand.

"Volcanon has the ability for casters to control flames.. as well as fire streams of fire.. and create walls. We need to create a controlled burn. I'm going to try to encircle the fort in fire and burn the grass around it.. then condense it into the fort. So it starts to smother itself. I cannot do this alone so I need you to help." Mila flipped over to a page and began to read. Oh.. man.. this is a bit complex. Like a fire spell on steroids.. The mage shook her head. The fort let out a large "pop" of flame as a pillar started to fall down. No time for doubts. Just act!

"Everyone, Keep away from the fort! Perun, please cover us!"

The mage took a step back. She started to concentrate. She started to chant and read the runes of the spell book. In her hands two orba of fire appeared. The spirits of fire were responding to her control, but Mila felt the power was greater then a usual fire spell. Her whole body felt hot. Her breath was dry. Her eyes took on a bit of an orange sheen to them it was a nice contrast to green. She could almost feel fire creeping up through her veins. Two streams of fire started to burst up from the two orbs in her hand. At first the streams of fire were straight, but then they started to flail wildly. AH! No.. NO YOU DON'T! The mage gritted her teeth and willed for the whips to maintain order.

[Donovan]

Donovan struck the assaulting swordsman with the pommel of his sword, knocking the man to the floor. The air shifted and the fires seemed to flair wildly. He cracked the bandit’s skull with the butt of his sword, one last time to make sure he would stay down, and turned around to see that the fire was growing wildly out of control, and Bee seemed to be at the very center of it. Mila left to try to control the flames and Don was then alone.

Hubbs rode over to the green clad mercenary his horse’s grey back glistening with sweat. The cavalier’s lance was drenched in blood. “This fire is getting out of control. Your mages need to get this under control, now! I’m not going to be known as the man who burned down the whole forest just to flush out some bandits!” A brigand charged at the self serving horseman from behind, brandishing a huge axe. Donovan rolled under the horse, and thrust his blade into the brigand’s stomach. “If you kill him, I won’t get paid. Can’t have that, can we?” He pulled the sword out of the man, who tumbled to the ground. The mercenary stabbed him through the heart, a mercy. Stomach wounds were a nasty way to go.

He rotated his wounded shoulder, gritting through the pain. I shouldn't have pulled a stunt like that after hurting my shoulder. Stupid. The black haired merc rounded on his employer and tried to be as diplomatic as his temper would allow, “This is a battle, sir. Even a child with a knife can kill you if you don’t keep your eyes open. We will handle the fire. Mila and Bee can control it. You need to finish the job, sir. Collect the rest of our men, and round up the bandits that escaped into the woods.” Donovan clapped the horse’s rear with the flat of his sword and sent the cavalier’s steed sprinting off. I'll probably pay for that later.

The green clad mercenary looked for his friends and found them all together. Mila and Bee were looking over some tome, likely trying to figure out a way to calm the flames. Perun, meanwhile was fighting off a small group of bandits. He joined the Giant swiftly, his blade flashing in the crimson light of the burning fortress. “You all are having a party without me? That stings, Perun.” Meeting an enemy swordsman, Donovan went to playing the game that he had grown to love so much. His blade parried its rival and lashed out, but the myrmidon was faster and struck again, leaving a small laceration on Donovan’s arm. “I take it back, Big Guy. That stings.”

[Perun]

Perun roared, and tore his axe through another brigand that came running for the two mages. The orange giant was unsure if the bandits wanted revenge at the hand that had fanned these flames, or were simply trying to stop the spread of a fire that if it took the whole forest could kill them in their flight. Either way, they were coming for the two mages. Perun dodged a sharp sword thrust from a long armed thin bandit. The mighty Ilian swung at the man, but the man glided from the path of Perun's axe, then flashed his sword at the orange giant, the blade cutting a gash against Perun's left forearm. With that same arm, Perun reached out and grabbed the thin man, and dragging the swordsman to him. Then the Ilian drove his axe deep into the chest of the other man, letting him fall limp to the ground.

Then Donovan ran up to Perun and made a joke about being stung as the two of them fought off more and more brigands. Perun said, "When you are being standing near a Bee Duno-ven, you are being stung more." Perun took a step back to avoid the swing of another axe, then brought his own crashing down. The man managed to avoid what could have been a devastating blow to his shoulder. The man tried to grab Perun, trying to wrap his small Lycian hand around Perun's shoulder, but the Ilian giant shrugged it off. He then lifted his axe and quickly swung it home, severing a portion of the man's neck, his axe now heavy with blood. "The forest is being in trouble with so much fire Duno-ven."