Captured Mercenaries

Crystal is sitting in her usual observation spot, on top of a large, sun-warmed boulder. She's laying on her stomach and has one eye closed, the other open lazily scanning the fortress.

Gildor walks up from the way of the cliffs. He sees Crystal and waves

Crystal notices him and turns, her back to the fortress, "Hello there Poisoner."

Gildor grins "Hello Crystal. Have you seen the hoard?"

Crystal nods, "I did. Looks like a bunch of useless layabouts ta me, but maybe their number's will get 'em somewhere."

Gildor nods "more than we can handel on our own. do you think we should hide?"

Crystal looks a little surprised, "Hide? I thought they were helping.." her sentence is cut off as and arrow fired from behind her hits her in the shoulder, the tip sticking out of the front of her leather shoulder pad. She curses as she goes down, blacking out as her head slams against the rock hard.   Just a little ways up the beach a cloaked pair, an otter and a fox, stand on the beach, the otter reloading his bow.

Gildor runs to Crystals side. He curses as he see the clocked pair. he trys to bring Crystal around "come on, wake UP" he shakes her some

Moontail nods at Tristan "good shot. did you kill her?"

Crystal is out, at least for the moment. Blood flows from her shoudler and from a fairly deep cut on her forehead.

Tristan says nothing in response to the fox, watching near where she went down for others, though he can't she Gildor or her because of the rock.  .

Gildor frowns and mutters somthing about healers. he fishes about in his pouch and comes out with a very strong smelling herb, he smells it and grimaces "at least its not poison." he waves some under Crystals nose   hopeing it will bring her around

Crystal stirs with a groan of pain, muttering more curses. "What the hell just happened?" she asks weakly, looking at the arrow in her shoulder and blinking blood out of her eyes.

Gildor grins "Good, you live. I think the otter shot you."

Tristan sends another arrow flying over their heads just so the don't get too comfortable, "Get in there." he flatly says to Moontail.

Crystal holds her paw up to her head and curses once more as it comes away bloody. A breif expression of panic appears on her features, but she draws one of her daggers and grits her teeth, "Where are they?"

Gildor points to Moontail and Tristan "up there."

Moontail nods "alright, alright, if you insist" He starts to walk toword the boulder the two cats are behind

Tristan keeps a careful eye on the boulder, watching for any movement. He sees Gildor's paw point towards them, but dosn't have time to aim and fire.

Crystal groans as she tries to turn and look at their attackers. She reaches up and snaps the tip of the arrow off, painfully pulling it out. She winces in pain.

Gildor frowns as he peeks over the boulder for a second "the fox is coming our way" he says frowning

Moontail has almost reached the boulder and he draws his sword

Tristan sees Gildor's head and fires at it, though he narrowly misses.

With a considerable amount of effort Crystal gets to her feet, leather armor bloody. She draws her other dagger and gets ready to lunge at Moontail.

Gildor stands as well and draws his claymore. He decides to go after Tristan and he starts to dart form rock to rock towords Tristan

Moontail stands ready fro Crystal. Even though his face is unseen there is a smiles pasted across his features

Tristan calmly leads the claymore-wielding cat, showing no more concern than if he were shooting a still, unarmed target. He releases smoothly and an arrow sails towards Gildor's calf, a painful wound that would slow him down considerably.

Crystal is not goinging to make the first move. She'll let Moontail walk right into her kill zone. However, a lance of blinding pain forces her to steady herself against the boulder, giving Moontail a window of oppurtunity.  .

Gildor rolls and the arrow grazes his calf, blood flows and he curses, now limping he darts closer the the otter

Moontail takes the oppurtunity and lunges at Crystal

Tristan unsheathes his knife and sticks it point-down in the sand for easier access, and fires another arrow at the cat, jusdging that he has one more shot before Gildor's on him.

Crystal gasps as Moontail's blade finds it's mark, stabbing into her upper arm. Her left arm is pretty much useless now, with an arrow wound in that shoulder and a cut on her bicep. She falls on her knees, trying to steady herself with the rock and also reach for her other dagger.

Moontail gets his in his foot. He winces and starts to run/limp toword Tristan

Moontail stabs at her right arm Tristan raises his voice slightly, calling out from the shadows of his hood, "Give it up, or my next arrow goes through your throat." he keeps an arrow knocked, but gives him about ten seconds to surrender before he releases.

Crystal drops her dagger to the sand as his blade stabs into her right arm. She manages to turn and starts to crawl away, realizing that although she's still alive, she can't take any more damage.   Gildor stops running and stays where he is "won't I die if I serrender? I would rather die in battle than a cowardly death tied up"

Moontail Calls to Tristan "do we want to kill them?"

Tristan yells down to Moontail, "No, keep them alive if you can. I want their boss to see them." he turns back to Gildor. "I won't kill you unless you give me reasin, got it?"

Crystal holds a bloodied paw to her shoulder wound, trying to stop the flow of blood.

Moontail holds a paw out to Crystal so he can help her up "come"

Gildor Growels somthing inauble and nods "whatever" he does not sheeth his Claymore

Tristan releses the slack on his bow slowly, keeping eye contact with Gildor as he reaches to grab a satchel and tosses it to Gildor, "Go bandage your friend, or she'll bleed out." he orders.

Crystal reaches up and weakly takes Moontail's paw, struggling to her feet, becoming dizzy already from blood loss.

Gildor sheeths his Claymore and walks back to Crystal with the satchel. He asks her "may I Bandage your wounds?"

Moontail stays where he is, makeing sure the cats don't try anything

Tristan walks down to where they are, looking at Moontail, "She put up much of a fight?" he asks.   Moontail shrugs "not much. Did the other one ?"

Crystal just nods to Gildor, blood from the cut on her forehead flowing down into her usuall bright green eyes. The wounds on her arms are not that deep or severe, it's more the arrow wound in her shoulder and the gash from her fall.

Tristan shrugs, "A little."

Gildor starts the bandage with skillfull paws. He is soon done and the wounds are all covered "you ok?" he asks with concerm in his voice

Crystal blinks a few times, groaning, and cursing again, before her head falls back on the sand an she passes out. Her pulse is still strong though.

Tristan scratches his chin. "What do you think we do with them?"

Moontail shrugs "dident you want to show them to there leader?"

Gildor frowns as Crystel passes out but decides not to bring her round

Tristan nods slowly, "Yes, but we don't know where he is, or if he'll be coming back with more friends."

Moontail nods "true. I say we can just tie them up and stuff them away some were"

Tristan shoulders his longbow, "We could bring them back to the fort. I don't guess they're valuable enough to use as hostages?"

Moontail shrugs "If there leader is loyel enough to his beasts, He will find them"

Crystal groans softly, fading in and out of conciousness.  J.

Tristan raises an eyebrow, "That's a pretty big if." he looks at Gildor and the injured Crystal, "Why don't you just ask them?"  .

Gildor stays by Crystals side and frowns when she groans

Moontail shrugs "I guess your right." he turns to Gildor "Will your leader try to find you?"

Gildor frowns "I do not know. I have only been with out leader for a few days"

Tristan finds himself feeling oddly sympathetic for Crystal, and walks over, without saying a word, attempting to get her in a relatively comfortable position and giving her some pain-killing herbs. He listens to what Gildor says and grimaces.

Gildor eyes Tristan to make sure he is not hurting Crystal

Tristan looks at Gildor, "If I was going to kill her I would've done it by now."

Gildor frowns "one can never be to sure about otters"

Moontail asks Tristan "should we take there blades?"

Tristan raises an eyebrow suspiciously at him, but stands back up and walks over next to Moontail. He looks at Gildor sternly, "I'll let you chose then. We take you back to Marshank and keep you prisoner. We tie you up here and wait for your boss to come back, which depending on when that is, she could have died of blood loss and you of any number of things, or finally, we just kill you."

Gildor frowns and thinks a minet. He looks at Crystal. He is obviously torn than he makes his dicision "take us to Marshank. It will be better for her"

Tristan nods, "I don't like you much, but I can respect your descision." he says, a little bit impressed. He walks over to carfully pick up Crystal and turns to Moontail. "Check him for weapons, then tie him up and get him back to Marshank." he nods toward Gildor.  Moontail nods and takes all of Gildors weapons and his pouch. than he ties him well and starts to lead the way back to Marshank

Gildor growels as he is tied and he goes with anoyed steps

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