Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-31049256-20180922002205

The sound of the rustling bag are quickly drowned out by the battle beginning nearby, which spurs Sif to search harder.

In the end, she comes up short of anything, but as she looks to Riza in disapointment something catches her eye.

"Look there!" she breaths, pointing a few steps below them to a container that just barely slipped their notice on their rapid ascent. Once it is checked the pair find it is quite full of flamable oil for the old castle's torchlights.

Sif hefts the large barrel, the weight forcing her to remove her greatblade from her back to move with any semblance of normalcy.

"I believe I can rush the hall, coating the archers to destroy them so long as you quickly light the oil behind me..."

Her words hold a bit of trepidation, as if there is a "but" she does not wish to mention given it is their best option

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Reby, eyes glued to the Archer, fires a pair of shots that strike true to her initial target's eyes before swinging around to pelt two of the arrows intended for Anri.

Anri, for her part, is able to barely block the last arrow with an "EEP!" and a minor clang as it strikes the tip of her spearstaff. However, she has little time to worry on herself as she sees danger approaching Sieglinde. She focuses her magic, forming a crystiline sycthe blade at the base of her spearhead and slashing a pair of wolves out of mid-air in an elegant display.

Sieglinde blocks Mikayla's bolt with ease, the large Kamaitachi issuing a warcry as she switches from blocking to barreling into the fray in a motion she's obviously done many a time.

Arianna, despite being acosted by a few constructs that she quickly dispatches, looks relieved.

She cracks her whip-blade down onto the eyes of the contruct Dravela knocks over, then offers her blade to her friend, [Toss me at the woman on the ledge please?]