06-13-2014, 02:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-13-2014, 02:01 AM by Ghost of Elibe Lost.)
Fuck. Sweet, bleeding, flaming fuck. In her survey of the other side of the wall, Elisa had made the exact same mistake as the soldiers and not bothered to look for anyone higher than ground level. She'd paid for it, too, though not with her life. An arrow had ripped through her shoulder, mercifully far enough from a direct hit that it went straight through the edge of it rather than getting stuck there. But it still left a nasty wound and she found, as she quickly ducked back behind the wall and hung from a protruding stone just below the edge, that it wouldn't handle much weight.
So for a second, she hung from her uninjured arm, before finding a couple footholds again and hastily making her way back down. About halfway, however, she found herself with no easily accessible footholds. There, she gave up, kicked off the wall and dropped the remaining four or five feet back to the ground.
"Two archers on the rooftop out that way," Elisa said, gesturing in the direction she'd been shot from. "Missed them the first time. Fuck." She winced, but otherwise didn't particularly care about her energy. She'd had worse, and it would heal with a vulnerary or a bit of healing magic.
Well, that was a nasty situation they'd found themselves in. Given the fresh body on their side of the wall, at least Elisa could say that she hadn't single-handedly ruined their chances. No, their biggest problem was currently the freaking wall, and the fact that the other guys were on the defensive side of it. They needed to either knock it down or distract the enemy enough to get through without walking into a no-man's land. Her axe wasn't going to do any of that, nor did she expect that anyone else's weapons would.
"Well, fuck it, here goes," Elisa said, pulling what would appear to be a Light magic tome from a folded section of her furs. Using her injured hand to hold the tome in place she created not light magic, but a fireball in her free, uninjured hand. Then, she approached the hole in the wall, looked around it just enough to aim, then threw the fireball at the rooftop where she'd been shot from before quickly ducking back behind it.
So for a second, she hung from her uninjured arm, before finding a couple footholds again and hastily making her way back down. About halfway, however, she found herself with no easily accessible footholds. There, she gave up, kicked off the wall and dropped the remaining four or five feet back to the ground.
"Two archers on the rooftop out that way," Elisa said, gesturing in the direction she'd been shot from. "Missed them the first time. Fuck." She winced, but otherwise didn't particularly care about her energy. She'd had worse, and it would heal with a vulnerary or a bit of healing magic.
Well, that was a nasty situation they'd found themselves in. Given the fresh body on their side of the wall, at least Elisa could say that she hadn't single-handedly ruined their chances. No, their biggest problem was currently the freaking wall, and the fact that the other guys were on the defensive side of it. They needed to either knock it down or distract the enemy enough to get through without walking into a no-man's land. Her axe wasn't going to do any of that, nor did she expect that anyone else's weapons would.
"Well, fuck it, here goes," Elisa said, pulling what would appear to be a Light magic tome from a folded section of her furs. Using her injured hand to hold the tome in place she created not light magic, but a fireball in her free, uninjured hand. Then, she approached the hole in the wall, looked around it just enough to aim, then threw the fireball at the rooftop where she'd been shot from before quickly ducking back behind it.