Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-31049256-20171207093933

(Scorn/Hound/Doc/Flame) Trevor hits the ground with a solid thud and a groan, his body aching and wanting to rest.

His wife lands next to him, on her feet but gripping her chest as she tries to recover her breath, Marcus having knocked the wind out of her with his kick.

The horseman hits the ground in a roll, the man rolling clean out of the clearing. By the time he returns Trevor has forced himself back on his feet.

The three Band members look to Marcus, obviously not planning to give up until they have no way to continue. The horseman downs his third potion, while Trevor downs his second. Once she recovers her breath Siara simply takes her stance, forgoing using her potion.

Her mini eyes watch both Lumbre and Eothred, ready to assist in any way if need be.

The horseman moves closer to Marcus, attempting to bait him into attacking while his target shield MW was up, while Trevor takes a middle row position between his wife and his comrade.