Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28718853-20180213035620

(Outside) Casmodia jerks forward from Penelope and takes flight, but its aerial movements are at an awkward angle due to the bite it suffered. It zips across the buildings toward the forest, it's small size and lack of scent making it extremely difficult to track.

Forjod and Rix hear the Cait Sith's yelp and look up to see Penelope with her paw in her mouth.

Rix's expression twists from confusion to anger within seconds and she screams at the Sith, "Hey, were you spying on us!?"

Forjod hides his face beneath his hands and whispers, "Will I ever find any peace here?"

(S9/Hound) Xinderas turns to face Samia, giving her a flat expression. "No," is her blunt answer. In her mind however, she is feeling confident, certain that should Samia attempt another intrusion into her mind, she'd be met with a VERY unpleasant scene.

Dravela is gesturing for Samia to simply drop the subject.

(S9/Table) "Ah, wonderful!" Despoina beams as she claps her hands together and begins her story.

"It was a normal day like any other. Birds were chirping, the people were chatting, when close to the evening, the lookout spotted a large mass approaching!"

She adjusts herself in her seat and continues, "That mass was the Order, complete with footsoldiers, archers, mages, cavalry, and trebuchets. They were moving in on Cantalou, a farming town that sat on the edge of Iosariga's border.  Fortunately, the townspeople were evacuated, and the General was quick to mobilize our main forces as well as the WCE.  Now, before we went out to Cantalou, I made a bet with another sniper on the Elite who also happened to be a very good friend of mine that I could get more takedowns with her."

Lumbre acts like she's snoring, but Despoina ignores her, "It was quite the intense battle. I was tasked with taking out the biggest threats from afar, the mages and the trebuchets that were loaded with boulders and explosive fireballs.  The shooting was actually really easy when your enemy is focused on other people, so I basically had free reign of the battle to shoot who I pleased without being disturbed...too much.  Bloody bastards were exchanging fire with our own magic users and riflemen, and I did have a stray arrow or three head my way.  Those poor siege operators never had a chance though.  They were completely left at the mercy of me as I picked them off, one by one."

Despoina counts off of her fingers, "And by the end of that round, I had sixteen takedowns. Eventually, boulders thrown by our mamono allies had destroyed the trebuchets themselves and many of the Order's ranks.  The scumbags ran into a retreat, and the POWs were locked up tighter than a Unicorn's bumhole.  By the time the siege ended, the sun had nearly set and I had racked up a total of sixty takedowns, barely beating my opponent by one."

She grins and leans back in her chair, reminiscing about that time.