Ash made her way to the meeting point when the call for aid went out. She wasn't of much help now at the wall, as the fighting had picked up greatly without another chance for her to help others to heal up. Supplies seemed like the most pressing need. At the very least, she'd be able to help keep the beasts of burden in line and guide them through the woods back to the castle.

She nodded towards the others who had also gathered and began making her way with the yaks. She kept a hand pressed to the yak's fur, using what limited animal empathy she had to make sure it wouldn't panic and trample the others nearby.

It was difficult going, the terrain torn up from the fighting and many areas around them still engulfed in heated conflict. But Ash steeled herself, doing her best to transfer that confidence and calm to the animals in the caravan. This was necessary, and she'd help see this mission through to the end.

58 + 10 (Beast taming) = 68
(Roll) Supply Run​

 

70 HP

MAX HP

80 EN

MAX EN

As soon as the call went up for some members of the support to help with a supply drop, Nalani and Asti quickly jumped to the opportunity. Asti knew the forest well as she herself was part of nature, and Nalani had no doubts in her skill- They would get the supplies back in time and everything would be quite dandy. They just needed to work together at a team, and hope nothing super bad went down... Hope.

Getting to the meeting spot had been easy with little to no complications on the way, and as soon as the group had gotten all set up and ready, they headed out. She kept herself close to one of the animals, Asti exchanging herself from one side, to the front, to the other side of the group, as if the lynx was herding them together, showing them where to go, and keeping them calm.

She kept herself on high alert, sword at her side as she walked and ears perked for any sound that would be out of the ordinary, anything that would be an alert for them to be on guard. She glanced over at a woman who went by @Ashiore Evretto, smiling softly as if trying to encourage her. She seemed newer to Terra then her and rather nervous about the mission. Fortunately, there was nothing to be afraid about. They would be fine~

17 + 40 = 57
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100 HP

MAX HP

100 EN

MAX EN

The sudden panic rushing across the world chat obligated the man to do something. Alonso twiddled his thumbs avoiding Adecus Forest for some time now, and his decision had been made. Something was fishy about the whole scenario ever since he took the quest regarding the elven slave. Convenient he discovered an alternate task making its way to the castle. Granted, the Felis was not a fan of the political matters, but leaving this siege mess to continue its back and forth was not a proper option. Whatever the case may be, he was certain he used the correct logic before heading into this mess.

Fleeing was also an option if the need reared its ugly head.

But for now he had a supply run to halt. Or turn it against its former masters. And idea clicked into his head, figuring that by using these resources he could assist the elves in a much more efficient manner than he could with his bare hands. Combat was not always the solution despite his character build. Alonso marched down the path, halting where he stood in front of the supply run, "ENOUGH. Those supplies are in much better hands if you hand them over to your so called enemy. Right now there's a truce among guilds to assist the siege and fix some possible corruption within Falderen's own political agenda."

The man folded his arms across his massive chest, not about to move out of the way anytime soon. Not unless force was used of course. His bearish glare rest upon Orlena, eyeing the other two players.

Sympathizer
57 + 15 = - 72
Dice Roll​

 

Ash gave @Nalani Rosa a small smile in return. A lot of her nervousness evaporated at gentle the encouragement of the other woman. Hopefully this mission wouldn't last very long. Actually, hopefully the entire conflict wouldn't last long either, and things could go back to normal.

Unfortunately for Ash, it looked like only one half of her statement had a likelihood of coming to pass.

Ash startled as the large felis man stepped right in front of the supply run's path. He seemed to not have a care in the world for the possibility that he might get run over, nor did he seem concerned at attracting attention from his loud shouting.

And then Ash registered what he was saying. Hand the supplies to the enemy? What? ...A truce among the guilds?

She frowned in consternation, but the world chat was quickly lighting up with messages from the guild leaders and the rush of confused people responding. Ash scrolled through the messages, her brow getting more and more furrowed with every alert that she read. The King of Falderen was barring Yladian refugees? That's why they were attacking?

She bit her lip and looked back up to the man. He didn't seem violent... Ash gave the yak she was next to a quick comforting pat and took a step forward. She lifted her chin to try and make herself seem less worried and confused than she was.

"Even if that's true, there are still so many people injured at the keep! Even noncombatants and people who weren't involved in this at all. They need medicine and food too." She swallowed nervously. "We can't just hand over all the supplies."

If all of this was true, she did sympathize with the Yladians, she really did. But she had fought to keep the people at Castle Dormont alive, and she couldn't leave them without aid.

57 + 10 = 67
(Roll) Supply Run​