06-27-2014, 12:44 PM
Morgan watched as the black-clad fellow, having downed a cavalier, scooped up his mage companion and brought her up near Morgan's position. Morgan lowered her bow, keeping the arrow nocked, and closed the short distance between herself and the pair, stopping just behind the cloaked man. From what Morgan heard as she approached, they seemed to be thinking up a plan to hold off the Lycians- something that they'd almost certainly be unable to do by themselves.
She was about to speak up and advise they just flee, when a rather violent interruption made itself known. A heavily armored Lycian knight charged up the sand dune, spear at the ready, and thrust it in the swordsman's direction. Morgan swiftly leapt to the side and swiftly fired at the knight's torso, realizing a second too late that this would almost certainly fail to injure him, and possibly just draw his attention to her.
She was about to speak up and advise they just flee, when a rather violent interruption made itself known. A heavily armored Lycian knight charged up the sand dune, spear at the ready, and thrust it in the swordsman's direction. Morgan swiftly leapt to the side and swiftly fired at the knight's torso, realizing a second too late that this would almost certainly fail to injure him, and possibly just draw his attention to her.