Ash smiled at @Astor Balthas, thankful for the company and assistance. Just as she was about to turn and start making her way to a section of the wall still in disrepair, a notice flashed in the event chat. Looked like Astor received the same one, as he turned his attention towards it as well. Unfortunately the chat was filled with messages flying this way and that, so quickly that Ash lost track of it before she could fully read it.

Luckily, Astor seemed to have been quick enough to fully digest the alert and explained the situation to her. Ash's eyes brightened at the mention of cooking. "Oh, yes, actually. Not that well, but I do know some recipes. Unfortunately I don't have any utensils at the moment. But I should definitely still be able to whip some things up."

Ooh boy, time to call on her latent fruit and vegetable knowledge; this wasn't really the right time for hunting, so hopefully the fighters would be okay with some vegetarian fare. With any luck, growing edible plants wouldn't be as taxing as the larger-scale work she'd been doing so far. Potatoes or cassava, maybe? But despite the quick energy boost, the ensuing crash would probably do more harm than good. Nuts and lentils were nutritious, though not always filling.

Hmm. As Astor led the way to where their assistance would be needed, Ash mulled over what she could cook up, letting the magic spark and gather at her fingertips.

92 + 5 = 97
(Roll) Supporting the Castle​

 

Chaos was putting it mildly. Zaos had reluctantly sided with the defenders despite being a faerin, realizing that he would be betraying his friends in the guild if he simply stood by or sided with the invaders. He was a healer and so he place was here, behind the wall doing what he could to help the wounded. He knelt next to an injured soldier, the tip of his staff glowing softly as he activated his magic amid the rush of NPCs and players. The solider perked up as the spell took effect, straightening and blinking several times. <i>"Thank you,"</i> the man said once the spell ended, picking up his weapon and heading towards the wall once more.

Zaos rose, stretching slightly and looking around. The fires that had been burning since he arrived seemed to be spreading, but the mage had neither the ability nor the strength to put them out. Besides, the amount of wounded seemed to have increased, so he checked his energy levels and moved on to the person who looked most in need.

49 + 10 = 59
(Roll) Support the Castle​

 

There was fire. People burning.

Crumbling stones. Structures falling.

Rumbling earth. Earthquakes resounding.

Huge stones hurled at the grand walls by oakhearts, attack by treants and elves. A siege of the fantasy setting with brave soldiers fighting; not, attempting to fight them off.

Her face was blank, perfect mask showing nothing as for a moment she heard the rapid fire of guns, screams yelling for cover and to take out those damn insurgents, cloying scent of blood and the heat oft he unforgiving sun.

On the next blink, that face was gone, instead there was a worried, but determined look on the pretty face and the felis moved to where she would be most needed; a place of healing. A makeshift tent with healers and normal people running around. Though the fire seemed to spread, she lacked the skills to do anything about it, so she focused on what she could do.

Thus she joined the healers, one hand of many, a familiar faerin, @Zaos Rocyne, leaning over a heavily wounded soldier, the quartz-like tip of crude staff glowing with light. She found a man in need, wounded soldier and she knelt next to him, giving an encouraging smile, before determination again set in her features. Lips moved to chant the spell, memorised and practised even outside this world and soothing energy flowed through her hands onto the wounded. Then she moved onto another, treating the horrid burning with two spells.

And again, another. Seeing her Stamana bar dwindling, she paused then and moved to a corner taking out her reagents. She focused on creating and distributing medicine and burn salves. Perhaps they were simple, yes, but it was still something to do that was not strenuous and let the Stamana bar replenish itself… Especially as then she could distribute those to the NPC and players.

27 + 10 = 37
(Roll) Supporting the Castle​

 

After getting the arrows out of the man and Bandaged him up.
"Good job Janne." He thought to himself. He was just more or less standing around a stretcher and doing nothing until someone new showed up and plopped on the bed or the nurses bringing someone in and laying them down, then instructing Janne to talk care of it. Janne tried making small talk with the people with stab wounds or burns but they seemed more preoccupied with bleeding to death or screaming about their burns.
This lot did not make for good entertainers.
Janne finished his latest half assed medic job and sat down on a stretcher himself.
Damn was this tiring. Well for him at least. After a while people stopped coming to him.
He started to wonder if he should come to the people to heal them, Wait what was he talking about he wasn't a damn healer in the first place. What the hell was a archer doing here in the first place? Well to be fair a archer without a bow is hardly a archer at all. Janne got back up and waited for the next sorry stooge to come to him wanting to sop their bleeding.

52 + 0 = 52
(Roll) Supporting the Castle​

 

Zaos had just finished a healing spell when an earthquake-like rumble shook the castle. He glanced uneasily towards the barred door as a roar came from beyond it, feeling sweat start to roll down his spine. He knew that this was just a game, but it seemed far too real at this particular moment. Pausing as a message alert flashed, he scanned the cry for help before looking around. Other healers were moving towards the paths leading to the wall, so he decided to stay where he was for the moment.

Spotting @Ilusa Nakhalee in a corner, he went over to her, seeing that she was making various potions and handing them out to nurses and wounded alike. "Allow me to help," he said, tucking his staff away and picking up a small tray of the bottles. He weaved his way through the throng of people to the makeshift infirmary, where the more serious cases were being treated. "Some burn salves for the injured, he said to @Janne Feldgrand as he set the tray down. "More are on the way; I'll bring them when they're ready."

Returning to his previous location, he located an archer with a burned hand and paused to cast another healing spell. "Keep up the good work, you'll drive them back soon," he said, flashing them his brightest smile possible. Zaos wasn't sure he believed his own words, but low morale wouldn't get them anywhere.

41 + 10 = 51
(Roll) Supporting the Castle​

 

Manta wasn't a healer, architect, or craftswoman. She really wasn't anything that could possibly help with supporting the castle. However, she hadn't had a chance to do anything with her masteries, so in essence she would likely only hold back the defenders if she joined them. She really needed to get Val to show her how to do that when she saw him next. For now she could help by moving the wounded to the healers, and helping to find wounded people.

She glanced around, looking for anyone to help. She then realized that she couldn't carry a stretcher by herself, and was at a loss for what to do. She needed to get stronger fast. The next time something like this happened she would be fully prepared. She moved towards the wall and started to work to strengthen it. She wasn't very good at it, or very productive, but at the same time it was something, and more than she would be doing attempting to carry a stretcher by herself. She itched to be doing some kind of fighting, but at the same time reminded herself that she would only be a hindrance.

37 + 0 = 37
(Roll) Supporting the Castle
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70 HP

MAX HP

80 EN

MAX EN

As support was called out to help at the wall, Nalani almost moved to follow but was met by more than good amount of adventurers rushing out to lend aid to those who needed it. She sighed gently a let out a small 'pfft' in disappointment, turnin her attention to her lynx as she was pawed at gently. Asti just looked at the humans, and it was more than enough to let Nalani know that she couldn't stop doing what she was doing. They were in pain, and they needed her help.

So once again, she began to sing, but this time louder and a different melody to fill the space and let a healing warmth sync into the soldiers lying n the ground before her. She closed her eyes and focused on casting her spell, her companion making her way between the soldiers bodies as if being some kind of comfort to them, giving them some kind of hope or maybe even an easier way to die. This was war, after all, people died... But npcs didn't respawn. It was almost enough to make her sick. But, nonetheless, she kept singing her tune, tuning into the task at hand.

48 + 15(Muse) = 63

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Janne offered a wave to @Zaos Rocyne as the small guy had put down some burn salves for him. What a guy he was. Thanks Janne muttered before the guy buzzed off like a busy bee, soon Janne would find himself as busy as a bee as a hoard of burn victims groaned their way into the infirmary. Damn that guy wasnt kidding when he said he had more people for him. Janne took his time weaving in and out of isles applying the salve to people that needed it. Janne really didnt know what was going on but he knew it was getting worse. The infirmary was starting to fill up. People where now laying on the ground next to the stretchers. Jeezus Janne said to himself as he reached over to the tray to check how much salve he had left. He was almost out. Well he tried. He started to wander around the Infirmary asking anyone who wasnt on the ground for spare bandages or salve.

23+0 =23
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With the beast having made it's way through the gate, Sera knew she had to get back on defensive and supportive measures. As much as she would have loved to contribute more to the fight itself, she knew that wasn't her strong suit. She noticed the notification about going for supplies. She frowned. She couldn't afford to do that, she didn't think. Her masteries would be far more useful actually assisting in this particular endevour. She sighed heavily, hoping that someone would be able to do that.

Getting to work as best as she could, Sera found herself repairing walls as best as she could. Surprisingly, the process wasn't all together different than making a giant fucking shield. So that's how she viewed it. She was making a giant shield, and hopefully it would help keep these invaders out.

She frowned. With how bad things were going at the wall, once more she couldn't help but hope that Steele was doing okay, wherever he was.

86 + 30 = 116
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Well after running low on supplies Janne had started just sitting next to wounded people making it look like he was doing somthing. Thats when shit started going down hill.
Everyone in the infirmary got moved to the Inner keep along with well everyone else, Save for what the NPCs where calling traitors. Janne really didn't understand what was going on but he went with the flow anyway. Now in the inner keep he did what he had been doing for the past hour or so. Bandaging people up. Though he started to panic.
How bad was it getting out there if they decided to lock themselves in the Inner keep?
Hell Janne could have run away to safety from out there, but in here? He had a snowballs chance in hell of getting away unscathed. He could only hope now that the aggressors would stop being so damn aggressive or that these walls couldn't be broken through.
Janne had little faith in both of those outcomes.

44+ 0 = 44
(Roll) Supporting the Castle​

 

Just as fast as it started the sounds of chaos and warfare dwindled. As the sun went down all of the aggressors retreated. They did not stray far however as they made camp quite close to the wall. Or so Janne figured from the various eavesdropping he did around the keep. Damn what a day. Janne took a long walk around the keep. From what he could tell there wasn't any player characters around any more. Not that swell guy who gave him the burn salve or those women fixing thing around here. Things where clam as they could get for a soon to be battlefield. The groans of the make shift intermarry caught Janne's attention as he was wandering. As he made his way over another nurse woman grabbed Janne's shoulder to get his attention.
"Please make a trip over to the rations table, no one has eaten at all day."
This was of course met with a simple "ok" From Janne, and he did just that.
He came back with a wooden bowl filled with soup.
Funny thing is about people when they see someone else eating they are liable to ask for food themselves, and they did! With a sigh Janne Started one of the many runs to the ration table for food.

14 + 0 = 14
(Roll) Supporting the Castle​