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Jogging over to the congregation by the Skinwolf, Odric dusted himself off, discarding the burnt cloak, glad that the other archer had not struck any close. He nocked an arrow that would extend into a net in case the skinwolf was not calmed by the Chamion's efforts. Nodding a Niklaus, he looked...

Odric realized his mistake the second he saw the tracer arrow land. Idiot. He has arrows that light things on fire. I am in a forest. I need to run. Odric flipped a switch on his crossbow, loaded 5 arrows, and his bow did the rest, firing them all in succession, in the general direction of...

Odric, glad that he had sunk into the treeline, since the assassin's bolts had demolished his previous cover. The tracer was effective in stalling the fusillade for a time, and it certainly surprised the other archer. Maybe if he thinks he figured me out. Creeping out into the battle, Odric...

Odric glanced in satisfaction at the vampires that had been shredded by his attack, before regaining his senses and running again, but this time not fast enough. The first arrow lit his cloak on fire, and Odric immediately rolled on the ground, trying to put out the fire. This action also saved...

Odric, glad that he was running when he saw the first two bolts veer toward him, realized that there was another sniper, somewhere. Probably having relocated since firing. He knew that more bolts were sure to follow. Sprinting back to his old position, avoiding the second volley, Odric quickly...

Igor smiled to himself. Somehow, I don't think that I will be allowed to fence with a dagger that causes wounds that never heal.

I have returned, with a post. See, Odric wasn't hiding, he was just tactically maintaining his distance. I'm going to catch up on Igor now.

Odric, having snuck successfully through the battle so far, decided it was time to act. Loading his crossbow and crouching behind some fauna, he fired two bolts at youngbloods. Both dropped, with viciously crafted arrows in the heart, but Odric was more concerned with the fact that the champion...

Igor was relatively surprised by Elanor's obvious incompetency in dueling, though Helena was also nothing to write home about. All in all, a more entertaining duel. Normally duels bore me to death, but when you add in some actual malice it becomes far more interesting.

Igor was now rapt with anticipation of the forthcoming duel. Even if Helena wins, which admittedly, has a more than ideal chance of occurring, then Helena will be roughed up enough to have hopefully realize she needs more training. Now that I express this theory, I realize it has no chance of...

Igor was greatly amused by the turn of events. The prospect of a duel was an exciting one. More than the fencer, it will be good to see what Helena and Elanor are capable of. It does not hurt that Helena will most likely be trounced.

Igor, following the rest of the council, smiled to himself at the ruckus. Helena will need to be pacified if we are to do anything with on this mission. Hopefully, I can observe the fencing master more closely. It will be good to know something of what he is capable of.

Odric nodded in response, hoping the conversation would end there. "That is good" What is that supposed to mean? I am so glad he approves of my fighting choice, the noble night mage, paragon of power, champion of the shadows. A method of combat is not good or bad, it is effective or...

Pausing for effect as he glanced at the inquisitive vampire, Odric responded I tend to gravitate toward archery, or more specifically, crossbowmanship. "I feel we will need a varied set of skills". Well obviously, since that is the entire point of an group mission instead of a solo mission...