Isolt gave a nod to Ash's words. "It's also not right for us to be forced to go against the people of Falderan either." She took a deep breath not really knowing how to go on with all of this. According to her guild though the King had been taking elves as slaves and bad things like that. Apparently here the elves were evil but that was just because of what the people were being told and even if it hadn'tb een true before. The fact that they were trying to kill them and take down the castle that was something very apparent to the people here. She wondered how they were going to do in the morning. She wanted to believe that they could keep this castle up but she knew that it might not be possible against all the guilds so what could she do with all the others. What could the support team do. She didn't want to lose the castle but she also didn't want everyone to die either. So what did you do in this things. She waited for Ash and the others to finish speaking while she thought about a contingency plan. Really if truth be told she'd die protecting those that couldn't get away. She didn't care really she just wanted the fighting to stop. "I'm not sure what it is we are supposed to be thinking about right now. I mean i'm antsy too. but perhaps we can find a way to get those in charge here to talk to them. Does anyone think the king is still here. My guild master was talking about doing this peacefully and having us just open the gates to them to talk it out. but at this point with the wounded and all of that i don't see it happening right now. but if we could maybe get to the top here we could call cease fire.". 89 + 0 = 89 (roll) to support
Kohaku could hear the others talking. He was not usually a man of many words and his mind was working on ways for him to help or to hinder. He was weighing the pros and cons. He had been reading the global chat. He was not part of a guild he didn't much care for how the guilds were handling all of this. He also wasn't sure he was too happy about anything right now. Still he had given his support and right now his support would stay with Falderan despite the things that had come to light. For him this was a game but this was life to those that were not player characters. And right now they were dropped into their world and they were discussing things that should only be discussed by the people of this land but it wasn't like that was going to happen either. He shrugged it off and cleared his head. The little cat that had spoken up as he had walked by was right. If they went to the higher ups something might be able to get done. But there was a minor little problem with that. He hadn't seen any of the higher ups here. Just the guard captains. He was going to have to take a look for himself. He was fairly certain that the king might not be here or in a place were he could talk to all of them but he was going to have to take a look now and make sure his thoughts were true. He hoped he would be able to find someone by the time the unslaught started. After all they needed a way to get the people on the support team to safety. Before he moved off he looked at the others come to stand next to the others real quick. "If worse comes to worse get those out that need help out evacuate the support teams if the castle seems to be falling too quickly." It was all the imput he was going to give as he went to go and check and see if he could find anyone inside of the castle that they could talk too. 54 + 0 = 54 (roll) to support
"It's possible," Ash said at Isolt's suggestion, but she still looked doubtful. "I would imagine that if the king were here in the first place, he would have been escorted out. But there should still be some pretty high-ranking people left here to manage the defense. Maybe the guilds can find a way to negotiate with whoever is in charge here." 'Unless they've departed to safety as well, and left us expendable ones here to die.' The awful thought crossed her mind for a brief moment. If that was the case, then it would be a very strong argument for the corruption allegedly present in Falderen's court. Ash sighed. She was running dangerously low at the moment so this would be the last jar. She distributed a small bottle to everyone around her. "Here, take this. The nectar will heal you if you drink it." She then stretched a bit and hid a yawn. "I think I'm done for tonight. Stay safe guys, and see you all in the morning." (OoC: jars are just for RP, they don't actually heal you.) 41+ 5 = 46 (Roll) Supporting the Castle
Manta gave the guy who had approached her a look. His way of speaking was pretty odd. He must be one of those roleplaying people. Partake was just one of those words that she knew what it meant but had never heard it used. Apparently she was silent for too long, lost in her own thoughts, and the man wandered off to do who knew what. She felt bad for ignoring him, even unintentionally, but there was nothing to be done about it now. She walked further away from the wall, wandering around the wreckage and other players, searching for Val. He was the only person she really knew in this game, so it was only natural to want to find him, especially as shy as she was. Perhaps it was a bit juvenile, but she wanted to cling to what she knew, in this case her friend. She wandered around, searching for a while before shaking her head in annoyance. He didn't seem to be around. She leaned up against some rubble and crossed her arms behind her head, resting. It was going to be a long night. 63 + 0 = 63 (Roll) Supporting the Castle
It was nearly morning when Rudiford snapped awake from a guard slumping onto him. They must have huddled together that night for warm. While he wasn’t particularly into snuggling up with men, the night was rather cold. He simply wished the guard wasn’t so hairy… In fact, saying the man is hairy would be an understatement, he was more like a bear. Jumping up on his feet while being careful with setting the bear of the man down on the ground, Rudiford headed up to the battlement on the 3rd floor and swapped role with one of the soldiers, allowing him to go rest. “I’ve got guard duty from here, you go rest up now.” 58 + 0 = 58 (Roll) Supporting the Castle
The change of lighting through the still-destroyed walls of the keep roused Ash from her uneasy slumber. She pushed herself up with a wince, hearing little tiny 'pops' and 'cracks' as her body protested her choice of sleeping corner. Groggily, she looked up and saw that there were people moving around already, though it had to be only just barely dawn. She suppressed the urge to groan loudly as she realized what time it was; there were some others still asleep scattered about the hallways of the keep and it would be rude to disturb them. Ash rarely woke this early, even in the real world. In fact, she couldn't even remember the last time she woke up before seven, and it was definitely not agreeing with her. This was despite the fact that this wasn't actually her real body. "Geez," she muttered, taking a couple of moments to orient herself properly. "You would think that at some point, someone would have thought that this much realism was too much." 49 + 5 = 54 (Roll) Supporting the Castle
