06-13-2014, 01:34 AM
"Pfft." Flicking a thick, chunky streak of blood and gore from her axe onto the nearby ground, Maynette stepped over the now corpse-plugged rabbit hole and to her right, satisfied that at least one of the people who'd crawled through had been fair game. Unlike earlier with Fess, however, she had no time to evaluate or monitor the newcomer and the brat—the southern raid party was in the middle of active combat now.
The tell-tale arrowfire from where Elisa had scaled Khaltet's shoddy perimeter wall was May's next concern. Seeing the woman come down from her perch largely on her own power made her condition less of an urgent matter. All the same, Maynette came striding swiftly across to where Elisa had landed, eyeing the worn wall all the while. Thinking. Loathe to speak openly given the distant, hostile voices she'd heard on the opposite side just before whacking that first idiot, May beckoned silently with one hand for Nikang to join her.
She paced restlessly around one or two spots on the wall as she waited, occasionally pressing her ear to it, lightly kicking the wall, looking it up and down, then pacing again. May honestly wasn't even entirely sure if this was going to work, only that giving her enemies time to organize was stupid and that she was going to need more than her own axe to try what she had in mind.
Maynette simply wanted to knock that ratty wall—or a portion of it—down altogether.
It was clear that a few archers were waiting on the other side, along with who-knew-what-else, but the party needed an entry point, fast, and that rabbit hole and anything near it was now a kill zone and thus out of the question as far as May reasoned.
The tell-tale arrowfire from where Elisa had scaled Khaltet's shoddy perimeter wall was May's next concern. Seeing the woman come down from her perch largely on her own power made her condition less of an urgent matter. All the same, Maynette came striding swiftly across to where Elisa had landed, eyeing the worn wall all the while. Thinking. Loathe to speak openly given the distant, hostile voices she'd heard on the opposite side just before whacking that first idiot, May beckoned silently with one hand for Nikang to join her.
She paced restlessly around one or two spots on the wall as she waited, occasionally pressing her ear to it, lightly kicking the wall, looking it up and down, then pacing again. May honestly wasn't even entirely sure if this was going to work, only that giving her enemies time to organize was stupid and that she was going to need more than her own axe to try what she had in mind.
Maynette simply wanted to knock that ratty wall—or a portion of it—down altogether.
It was clear that a few archers were waiting on the other side, along with who-knew-what-else, but the party needed an entry point, fast, and that rabbit hole and anything near it was now a kill zone and thus out of the question as far as May reasoned.