One of us is going down...

[Aingeal]

Aingeal uncurled from her slumber as the sun began to set. Eating a quick meal, she set about to prepare for the evenings patrols. Night after night they tried to come through the wall; night after night they failed. Eating a quick meal, Aingeal headed out to see what was begining to happen.

It had begin, Aingeal watched as Aengus began the fight. Young and still quite weak, Aingeal watched for ways she could help. Tendrils of smoke tickled her nose, looking for the source, she gasped softly. Grabbing a pail of water nearby, she quickly doused the begining flames flickering at the bottom of the door.

One crisis diverted, Aingeal then picked up a stout stick leaning against the wall, and joined in the fray. She could hear voices; but couldn't make out who was who. She hadn't been in town long, and still didn't know everyone, but she wouldn't forget the voices.

As the sun began to rise, the early morning rays shined down on the still standing wall; once again the revolters driven back, the keep safe. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, wiping the toils of the night off her brow; Aingeal went to find drink. Bringing back a flask and a couple mugs, she offered one to Aengus before pouring herself a drink, and downing it in one go. Pouring another she looked up at Aengus.

Will they ever cease? Four nights they have tried; four nights they have failed. Aingeal said, sipping her second drink.

[Chimera]

She wakes up lying in a gutter, the taste of blood in her mouth. Chimera has no idea who it was who finally knocked her down, but she knows that it hurt, a lot. Getting up she winces at the pain in her ribs and stares at the barricaded town hall. All around she can see signs of the epic struggle that has taken place here last night. She is so proud of all the valiant townspeople who have rallied to her side. All of them showing her that they will not put up with a tyrant and his moll. As she makes her pain filled way back to her temporary headquarters, she makes a silent vow that she will not rest until the tyrant is finally ousted. She is ready to set about planning ths next assault. The fact that the tyrant is trying to recruit mercenaries to protect himself shows her that he is afraid, and so he should be. Oh yes indeed, he most certainly should be.

[Aingeal]

Aingeal finished up her supper, then headed to the room she was staying in to prepare for yet another night on the wall. Doning a heavy cloak, she drew up the hood to hide her face. Aingeal knew the revolters did the same, so perhaps she could blend in while protecting the wall. Grabbing out her stout stick, Aingeal headed out to see what was going on.

She could smell the burning smell of the torches, and hear the calls and whipsers floating around. Grabbing a pail of water, Aingeal doused some of the small flames starting, trying to keep on top of things like that. A couple of them breaching the wall.

You there! STOP! Aingeal called out, advancing on the pair in front of her. Watching and waiting, she struck out at the pair. Trying to catch them about the legs, Aingeal attack as she could. She then rushed by the pair, pulling their hoods away from their faces. Recognition flashed across Aingeal's eyes, as she recongized both TheGardener and Toxic.

Swinging her stick hard, Leave this wall, you are outmanned, Aingeal told them icily, her eyes flasing anger. She watched the pair finally flee, leaving them safe another nite. She wasn't sure if any of her companions could identify anyone, but at least they knew now of two.

As dawn broke, Aingeal went to find Aengus to give him her information. She was tired and in need of a good soak in a tub. But first she needed to tell Aengus who she had seen.

Sep 06, 2009 5:00 am
You have crushed a revolt against Town Hall. You saw TheGardener among those heading home with their tail between their legs. You saw Toxic among those heading home with their tail between their legs.

[TheGardener]

That's right... you saw me!!! I will be back again and again!

[Athnal]

Athnal was confused why people don't like mayor of Paz. After crushing next revolt he stopped to wonder. If someone fails so many times, he can't be taken serious.

"It's probably some bunch of beggars" he thought.

[TheGardener]

If one fails, one should immediate give up? Never!

Fight On, I shall!

[Aengus]

I dunno, since you said: One of us will go down... and you went down, it does make it sound sort of final?

[TheGardener]

Final? Not yet

[Ashlyn]

I don't understand why the revolt hasn't worked as yet ......

[Athnal]

Maybe there is someone who defends the power