"Guards clothes?!" Aritius exclaims, "Why did I take off that other set?!" he turns to Tyreon to speak, "Tyreon, my remorse is never ending for what I have caused. Please, brother, friend, except my deepest apology for these deeds."
"Don't worry, I'm sure we will get even somehow" Tyreon said with a touch of cynicism in his voice.
"As far as the disguises, don't worry. Mentis and I are just going to use them to make sure that the next corridor is clear."
Tyreon motioned over to Mentis to follow him as he slowly made his way over to the prison entrance.
"You go left and I'll go right. Do you best to not draw and unnecessary attention."
Tyreon made his way to the right hallway, doing his best to stand erect to fill the role of a guard. Tyreon crept through the hallway making turn after turn, checking each room as he passed it. Tyreon quickly returned to Aritius in the prison.
As he removed his disguise Tyreon informed Aritius that the building, at least this lower floor, appeared to be abandoned.
"It appears that most of the guards have left he building to fight at the counts demands. Perhaps we could be lucky and our path to the count will not have many obstacles." Tyreon stated, blindly hoping that he would have an easy trip ahead to fully regain his strength.
Tyreon again leaned up against the wall, waiting for the others so that they may fulfill their ambitions.
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"Disguises seem like a grand idea right now" Tyreon noted as he slowly dressed himself in the guards clothing. For a brief second, Tyreon thought of Aritius and how he easily confused him of being one of the count's men.
Tyreon looked over at Mentis, exhausted and still battered from the fall.
"Perhaps we should wait until the others find a way down" Tyreon suggested, hoping to still get a chance to recuperate.
"I admire your ambition but I wouldn't want the others to miss out on our fun. Perhaps we should wait a minute or two for the others to find a way down here."
Tyreon leaned against a wall, stained in blood from other prisoners whose bodies once resided right where he stood. Tyreon leaned over, placing his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
"That was quite a fall" Tyreon announced to Mentis rhetorically.
"Remind me to have a word with that Aritius when we meet back up."
Tyreon stood back up and stretched his back trying to release some of the pressure the fall on his back had caused.
"You guys coming or what?" Tyreon shouted back up the hole, contradicting his actual want for a break.
"I can not look weak in the eyes of these other revolutionaries"
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"With the raucus you're both making I would be amazed if we weren't dealing with a good twenty guards within the quarter hour..." Tyreon heard as he grabbed Mentis's hand and slowly raised himself onto his feet.
Tyreon made his way to the bottom of the pit where he had fallen and shouted upwards "Don't worry, I am sure most of the guards are outside still. Fighting the other revolutionaries."
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"Hey, wait up," Tyreon heard as he stood on the edge of the abysmal hole.
Suddenly, Tyreon felt a strong force pushing him forward and consequently, down the deep chasm. Tyreon turned as he fell into the hole and saw Aidan, reaching out his hand, desperately trying to save Tyreon from his certain death as he fell deeper and deeper into the darkness.
"NOO!" The voice of Aritius faded as Tyreon continued his plunge down into the empty void, uncertain of what awaited.
"Fethala cleyivaru" Tyreon shouted again. A small dim ball of light manifested itself near Tyreon giving him the smallest amount of vision. He fell, constantly hitting the walls of the hole slamming his shoulder against one wall and his thigh striking a protrusion on the other side. Falling out of control, Tyreon looked down and saw the floor that finally emerged.
Just as Tyreon was about to slam into the ground, he aimed his hands downward and shouted "Aferre azretavaru". A strong force left his hands and shot towards the earth, turning the hard ground beneath him into a more suitable sand texture. The force of this destruction also helped decrease the speed of Tyreon's fall.
*THUD*
Tyreon's body landed roughly into the sand created below him. Tyreon, on the ground and hurt from the impact, stayed on the floor. His back, shoulder and thigh all injured from the fall. Exhausted by the spell that saved his life, Tyreon had no choice but to acknowledge the pain of his injuries without being able to heal them.
Tyreon slowly stood up and looked around, faint glows from torches scarcely lit up the room. Tyreon found men shackled to the walls, men hanging from their feet, all barely alive.
Tyreon looked back up the chasm and shouted as loudly as he could, "I think this is the prison that lay on the bottom floor of the fortress."
Excited by their progress, Tyreon sat down on the floor awaiting the others to come down in a more reasonable fashion than he. He sat their in pain, no strength left to do anything else. He waited there, patiently, for the others while he took the time to try and regain some strength.
Tyreon looked up as he heard three men coming down into the prison. It was two guards and a prisoner. Too tired to fight the men, Tyreon scurried across the floor and perched himself against the wall, trying to disguise himself as another prisoner. Battered from his fall, Tyreon had no problem blending in with the other prisoners.
The two guards hung the man from the ceiling by his wrists. The prisoners chest and legs were bleeding as the blood poured out and dripped onto the floor beneath him. "Such cruelty" Tyreon thought to himself as he laid there helpless.
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Tyreon turned his head as he heard the lid of the coffin fall to the floor. Dust flew up from the floor filling the air. As the dust settled back to the ground, a passage was unveiled within the coffin.
"Great find Mentis" Tyreon acknowledged as he looked down the coffin to see the tiny opening leading to the hidden passage way.
"I hope we can all fit through that small hole." Tyreon pointed out.
Tyreon followed Mentis through the passage down into the tunnel that would lead them into the fortress. Not a single bit of light was visible, Tyreon walked forward and bumped into the back of Mentis.
"Sorry" Tyreon apologized, "Fethala cleyivaru" Tyreon shouted out as bright balls of light appeared on the tunnel walls helping illuminate the rebels on their way towards the fortress.
Tyreon inched forward, ever cautious of the idea of finally getting the chance to help end the tyranny his world has been plagued with.
"Come on everybody, I have lit the way" Tyreon told the others as they started to crawl through the small opening of the coffin into the tunnel.
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"There that is it, is it not?" Tyreon announced as he pointed to an elaborate tomb. Tyreon grabs the map from Aidan's hands and looks at it.
"This must be it" Tyreon exclaims as he approaches the gigantic tomb door. Tyreon reaches out and grabs the handle of the door. He pulls on it with little success.
"The door seems to be stuck" Tyreon informs the group eager to enter. Tyreon steps back from the door and hold out one of his hands.
"Aferre azretavaru" Tyreon recites as the hinges of the door come loose. Tyreon pulls on the door again as it easily opens up.
"Quick everyone, into the tomb." Tyreon commands as he steps into the dreary, cob-web filled room. Tyreon covers his mouth as he attempts to guard his lungs from whatever dust and mold might infest the room. Tyreon looks around the room. Nothing but broken brick line the walls. In the middle of the room is a giant elaborate coffin. A marble box outlined with gold trim. Tyreon scoured the room again, looking for the stair case leading into the fortress.
"Where's this staricase?" Tyreon asked confused.
"There is nothing here but a coffin and walls."
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Tyreon crept through the streets with his newly obtained team members, ever so cautious to stay out of the reach of the arrows. Suddenly, a quiet falls upon the streets as the rain of arrows cease. In this brief moment of silence, Tyreon looks around to the bodies mangled, lying on the ground of the blood filled streets.
"HELP!!" a man cries from a room at the end of a hallway. I rush down the hall to see a man in complete agony. I look down his body to see his torso, torn to shreds. His intestines spilling forth from his stomach cavity. His left arm, severed at the elbow hanging on by nothing more than some cartilage. My assistant rolled him over to show me his back. The skin had been completely ripped off.
"They tied him to the back of a horse and he was dragged" My assistant informed me.
All I could do is stare at this poor man, a man who has everything torn from his, assets and body. This is beyond my abilities I thought to myself all I can do is watch as he dies. I walked over to the man who was screaming an ear piercing yell. I placed my hand upon his forehead.
" I am sorry, there is nothing I can do." I stayed in the room enduring his screams as he endured his pain. After an hour of tremendous agony the man finally passed.
Tyreon is bumped by Aritius as he stood there in the streets motionless. As he stood there, the silence was ended by the thundering sound of an army marching. With each second the sound got louder and closer.
"Quick, we must make it to this hidden passage" Tyreon alarmed the others as he quickened his pace.
"How much further is it Mentis?"
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Tyreon looked around, encouraged by the motivation of the others leaping out of the window. Tyreon followed suit and jumped out of the window back into the war-like streets. Tyreon ducked down staying under cover from the hailing arrows.
*thud* *crack* woosh*
The noise in the streets is so loud Tyreon can barely hear himself think.
"Where to?" Tyreon shouted at the others.
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"Now is not the time for talk, now is the time for actions. We have the first part of our plan set and that is all we need. We can decide further actions when we come to them. This place is not safe. Arrows and guards come closer and closer as we speak. We need to leave immediately."
Tyreon looked around the room at the puzzled and unsure faces that surrounded him. Some faces showed determination while others showed signs of caution.
"I know some of you are worried. I will not lie, some of us may even die but that is the price you pay for your freedom. It is not easy to taken down a kingdom. Danger and risk are to be expected but I say we move now!!."
Tyreon slams his fist against the table the map is on. His head hung low but for a second before rising back up. His head looks directly towards Mentis.
Mentis, can you lead the way to this tunnel?"
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"Do not take this the wrong way miss but look around you. Now is neither the time nor the place to pause and contemplate the situation and your choices. Waiting around here is surely going to get us killed. I understand your cautions with us but I can assure you that we are all better off fighting together than each of us going at it alone."
Tyreon looked around the room. He sees two humans, one barely a man and the other approching death. A small girl barely able to hold her own. He himself was a healer, able to fight but by no means a warrior. Another person apperaing to be blood driven with little thought to actions. And the last man, an Asrai who had already been caught by the Count.
Outside arrows still rain upon the streets. The faint sounds of soldiers marching can be heard. Death surrounds them from both sides. Tyreon can't help but think of how trivial he himself is in this great revolution and what little he could do on his own.
"We could all stand to benefit from the aid of each other. I for one find saftey in numbers. We did not choose each other but here we are. All with the same goal and all in desperate need of additional help. I for one welcome this group so that we may all see our goal accomplished; the fall of the Count and his wicked reign over this land. All of you may do as you wish but as for me, I will go with anyone else who is willing."
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Tyreon stands up and braces himself against a large wooden table within the house.
"Now is a good of time as any for more formal introductions. My name is Tyreon. I recently left my ward to aid in this rebellion. I can not speak for the rest but my plan was to aid this rebellion to help rewrite all that is wrong in this world."
Tyreon looked around the room at the other mismatch of people who have convened at this same location. Humans and Asrai, fighting together against the evil the Count has brought upon their world.
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"Easy, easy, don't worry. The man is a spy but a spy on our side. This house is safe for now." Tyreon informed the man having embarrassed himself with the same action.
While holding the door open to usher in the remaining rebels, Tyreon notices and older man. The older man is stumbling through the street obviously hurt and tired. Tyreon grabbed the arrow that pierced his arm and shoved in into the ground at the base of the door, keeping the door ajar for his and others return. Tyreon ran out into the streets dodging the assailant of arrows still raining down upon them and their own kind. Tyreon passed the rubble Farihah had caused and the body of Aidan's first victim. He jumped over the late, great Henry's dead body filled with the same arrows that still threaten his life. He finally made his way to the older man, he lifted him up straight and braced the man's weight over his shoulder. As he stands up Tyreon pulls out one of his rapiers to defend him and the elder from unseen attacks.
"Come on, WE need to get back to that house." Tyreon instructed as he pointed to the house he had emerged from and where the others have found safety. Tyreon took each step pulling the man with him. Arrows aimed right for them, Tyreon swiped his sword through the air deflecting the arrows. They shuffled there way back to the house and as Tyreon makes it through the door, they both collapse onto the floor, exhausted.
Tyreon looked up to see Aidan and Farihah, now safe in the house. Mentis still looking over Aritius, still unsure of his nature. He turned to the old man collapsed on his arm.
"What is your name?" he asked still trying to figure out everyone that has convined in this house.
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Tyreon stood in the door way of their new make-shift shelter. He stood and watched this young man slay his first victim. He could tell by the man's reaction that it was something he was not accustomed to. Tyreon looked around the streets to see a few other men and women fighting and running about the street.
"Hurry! Everybody, in here" Tyreon yelled out across the street while waving everyone into he house they had commandeered. Tyreon held the door open as more and more arrows pierced through the door. One arrow shot further through the wooden door and pierced Tyreon's arm, the metallic arrow tip striking his flesh. Tyreon pulled his arm from the door with the arrow tip ripping free from his arm. Tyreon the placed his foot at the base of the door to kepp it open.
"Quickly, we can recollect and plan in here, safe from this barrage of arrows."
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"I apologize for my rashness. In these times it is better to act first and ask questions later. My name is Tyreon, I too am aiding in this fight against the Count." Tyreon continued to look over the man in the Count's uniform unsure of his allegiance.
"The man with me is..." Tyreon paused for a second realizing he had not even gotten the name of the man he was with. Tyreon looked back at him.
"What is your name?" he asked the man he was with.
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Tyreon and his new partner slipped into the back alleys of the houses. The rain of arrows piercing the roofs of the houses could still be heard. They slowly made their way closer and closer to the wall the that stood between them and the count.
As they passed one house, Tyreon could here two men talking. Arrows littered the walls and door of the house. Tyreon motioned back to the other man.
"Hold on, there are people in this house." Tyreon announced. He crept down to peer into one of the windows of the house. He saw two men, one appeared to be just another militia man aiding in the attack against the count. The other, however, was in the outfit of the count's men. The two men appeared to be working together. Tyreon examined closer at the uniformed man and noticed a map, cleverly hidden in his clothes.
Tyreon slams the hilt of one of his rapiers into the window. The glass comes crashing down. Before the two men can even react, Tyreon jumps through the broken window and points each of his swords at each man's throat.
"What is going on here?" Tyreon asks of the count's man, confused by his garments and suspiciously hidden map.
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"Don't worry, I'm sure we will get even somehow" Tyreon said with a touch of cynicism in his voice.
"As far as the disguises, don't worry. Mentis and I are just going to use them to make sure that the next corridor is clear."
Tyreon motioned over to Mentis to follow him as he slowly made his way over to the prison entrance.
"You go left and I'll go right. Do you best to not draw and unnecessary attention."
Tyreon made his way to the right hallway, doing his best to stand erect to fill the role of a guard. Tyreon crept through the hallway making turn after turn, checking each room as he passed it. Tyreon quickly returned to Aritius in the prison.
As he removed his disguise Tyreon informed Aritius that the building, at least this lower floor, appeared to be abandoned.
"It appears that most of the guards have left he building to fight at the counts demands. Perhaps we could be lucky and our path to the count will not have many obstacles." Tyreon stated, blindly hoping that he would have an easy trip ahead to fully regain his strength.
Tyreon again leaned up against the wall, waiting for the others so that they may fulfill their ambitions.
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Tyreon looked over at Mentis, exhausted and still battered from the fall.
"Perhaps we should wait until the others find a way down" Tyreon suggested, hoping to still get a chance to recuperate.
"I admire your ambition but I wouldn't want the others to miss out on our fun. Perhaps we should wait a minute or two for the others to find a way down here."
Tyreon leaned against a wall, stained in blood from other prisoners whose bodies once resided right where he stood. Tyreon leaned over, placing his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
"That was quite a fall" Tyreon announced to Mentis rhetorically.
"Remind me to have a word with that Aritius when we meet back up."
Tyreon stood back up and stretched his back trying to release some of the pressure the fall on his back had caused.
"You guys coming or what?" Tyreon shouted back up the hole, contradicting his actual want for a break.
"I can not look weak in the eyes of these other revolutionaries"
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Tyreon made his way to the bottom of the pit where he had fallen and shouted upwards "Don't worry, I am sure most of the guards are outside still. Fighting the other revolutionaries."
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Suddenly, Tyreon felt a strong force pushing him forward and consequently, down the deep chasm. Tyreon turned as he fell into the hole and saw Aidan, reaching out his hand, desperately trying to save Tyreon from his certain death as he fell deeper and deeper into the darkness.
"NOO!" The voice of Aritius faded as Tyreon continued his plunge down into the empty void, uncertain of what awaited.
"Fethala cleyivaru" Tyreon shouted again. A small dim ball of light manifested itself near Tyreon giving him the smallest amount of vision. He fell, constantly hitting the walls of the hole slamming his shoulder against one wall and his thigh striking a protrusion on the other side. Falling out of control, Tyreon looked down and saw the floor that finally emerged.
Just as Tyreon was about to slam into the ground, he aimed his hands downward and shouted "Aferre azretavaru". A strong force left his hands and shot towards the earth, turning the hard ground beneath him into a more suitable sand texture. The force of this destruction also helped decrease the speed of Tyreon's fall.
*THUD*
Tyreon's body landed roughly into the sand created below him. Tyreon, on the ground and hurt from the impact, stayed on the floor. His back, shoulder and thigh all injured from the fall. Exhausted by the spell that saved his life, Tyreon had no choice but to acknowledge the pain of his injuries without being able to heal them.
Tyreon slowly stood up and looked around, faint glows from torches scarcely lit up the room. Tyreon found men shackled to the walls, men hanging from their feet, all barely alive.
Tyreon looked back up the chasm and shouted as loudly as he could, "I think this is the prison that lay on the bottom floor of the fortress."
Excited by their progress, Tyreon sat down on the floor awaiting the others to come down in a more reasonable fashion than he. He sat their in pain, no strength left to do anything else. He waited there, patiently, for the others while he took the time to try and regain some strength.
Tyreon looked up as he heard three men coming down into the prison. It was two guards and a prisoner. Too tired to fight the men, Tyreon scurried across the floor and perched himself against the wall, trying to disguise himself as another prisoner. Battered from his fall, Tyreon had no problem blending in with the other prisoners.
The two guards hung the man from the ceiling by his wrists. The prisoners chest and legs were bleeding as the blood poured out and dripped onto the floor beneath him.
"Such cruelty" Tyreon thought to himself as he laid there helpless.
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Tyreon turned his head as he heard the lid of the coffin fall to the floor. Dust flew up from the floor filling the air. As the dust settled back to the ground, a passage was unveiled within the coffin.
"Great find Mentis" Tyreon acknowledged as he looked down the coffin to see the tiny opening leading to the hidden passage way.
"I hope we can all fit through that small hole." Tyreon pointed out.
Tyreon followed Mentis through the passage down into the tunnel that would lead them into the fortress. Not a single bit of light was visible, Tyreon walked forward and bumped into the back of Mentis.
"Sorry" Tyreon apologized, "Fethala cleyivaru" Tyreon shouted out as bright balls of light appeared on the tunnel walls helping illuminate the rebels on their way towards the fortress.
Tyreon inched forward, ever cautious of the idea of finally getting the chance to help end the tyranny his world has been plagued with.
"Come on everybody, I have lit the way" Tyreon told the others as they started to crawl through the small opening of the coffin into the tunnel.
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"This must be it" Tyreon exclaims as he approaches the gigantic tomb door. Tyreon reaches out and grabs the handle of the door. He pulls on it with little success.
"The door seems to be stuck" Tyreon informs the group eager to enter. Tyreon steps back from the door and hold out one of his hands.
"Aferre azretavaru" Tyreon recites as the hinges of the door come loose. Tyreon pulls on the door again as it easily opens up.
"Quick everyone, into the tomb." Tyreon commands as he steps into the dreary, cob-web filled room. Tyreon covers his mouth as he attempts to guard his lungs from whatever dust and mold might infest the room. Tyreon looks around the room. Nothing but broken brick line the walls. In the middle of the room is a giant elaborate coffin. A marble box outlined with gold trim. Tyreon scoured the room again, looking for the stair case leading into the fortress.
"Where's this staricase?" Tyreon asked confused.
"There is nothing here but a coffin and walls."
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"HELP!!" a man cries from a room at the end of a hallway. I rush down the hall to see a man in complete agony. I look down his body to see his torso, torn to shreds. His intestines spilling forth from his stomach cavity. His left arm, severed at the elbow hanging on by nothing more than some cartilage. My assistant rolled him over to show me his back. The skin had been completely ripped off.
"They tied him to the back of a horse and he was dragged" My assistant informed me.
All I could do is stare at this poor man, a man who has everything torn from his, assets and body. This is beyond my abilities I thought to myself all I can do is watch as he dies. I walked over to the man who was screaming an ear piercing yell. I placed my hand upon his forehead.
" I am sorry, there is nothing I can do." I stayed in the room enduring his screams as he endured his pain. After an hour of tremendous agony the man finally passed.
Tyreon is bumped by Aritius as he stood there in the streets motionless. As he stood there, the silence was ended by the thundering sound of an army marching. With each second the sound got louder and closer.
"Quick, we must make it to this hidden passage" Tyreon alarmed the others as he quickened his pace.
"How much further is it Mentis?"
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*thud* *crack* woosh*
The noise in the streets is so loud Tyreon can barely hear himself think.
"Where to?" Tyreon shouted at the others.
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Tyreon looked around the room at the puzzled and unsure faces that surrounded him. Some faces showed determination while others showed signs of caution.
"I know some of you are worried. I will not lie, some of us may even die but that is the price you pay for your freedom. It is not easy to taken down a kingdom. Danger and risk are to be expected but I say we move now!!."
Tyreon slams his fist against the table the map is on. His head hung low but for a second before rising back up. His head looks directly towards Mentis.
Mentis, can you lead the way to this tunnel?"
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Tyreon looked around the room. He sees two humans, one barely a man and the other approching death. A small girl barely able to hold her own. He himself was a healer, able to fight but by no means a warrior. Another person apperaing to be blood driven with little thought to actions. And the last man, an Asrai who had already been caught by the Count.
Outside arrows still rain upon the streets. The faint sounds of soldiers marching can be heard. Death surrounds them from both sides. Tyreon can't help but think of how trivial he himself is in this great revolution and what little he could do on his own.
"We could all stand to benefit from the aid of each other. I for one find saftey in numbers. We did not choose each other but here we are. All with the same goal and all in desperate need of additional help. I for one welcome this group so that we may all see our goal accomplished; the fall of the Count and his wicked reign over this land. All of you may do as you wish but as for me, I will go with anyone else who is willing."
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"Now is a good of time as any for more formal introductions. My name is Tyreon. I recently left my ward to aid in this rebellion. I can not speak for the rest but my plan was to aid this rebellion to help rewrite all that is wrong in this world."
Tyreon looked around the room at the other mismatch of people who have convened at this same location. Humans and Asrai, fighting together against the evil the Count has brought upon their world.
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While holding the door open to usher in the remaining rebels, Tyreon notices and older man. The older man is stumbling through the street obviously hurt and tired. Tyreon grabbed the arrow that pierced his arm and shoved in into the ground at the base of the door, keeping the door ajar for his and others return. Tyreon ran out into the streets dodging the assailant of arrows still raining down upon them and their own kind. Tyreon passed the rubble Farihah had caused and the body of Aidan's first victim. He jumped over the late, great Henry's dead body filled with the same arrows that still threaten his life. He finally made his way to the older man, he lifted him up straight and braced the man's weight over his shoulder. As he stands up Tyreon pulls out one of his rapiers to defend him and the elder from unseen attacks.
"Come on, WE need to get back to that house." Tyreon instructed as he pointed to the house he had emerged from and where the others have found safety. Tyreon took each step pulling the man with him. Arrows aimed right for them, Tyreon swiped his sword through the air deflecting the arrows. They shuffled there way back to the house and as Tyreon makes it through the door, they both collapse onto the floor, exhausted.
Tyreon looked up to see Aidan and Farihah, now safe in the house. Mentis still looking over Aritius, still unsure of his nature. He turned to the old man collapsed on his arm.
"What is your name?" he asked still trying to figure out everyone that has convined in this house.
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"Hurry! Everybody, in here" Tyreon yelled out across the street while waving everyone into he house they had commandeered. Tyreon held the door open as more and more arrows pierced through the door. One arrow shot further through the wooden door and pierced Tyreon's arm, the metallic arrow tip striking his flesh. Tyreon pulled his arm from the door with the arrow tip ripping free from his arm. Tyreon the placed his foot at the base of the door to kepp it open.
"Quickly, we can recollect and plan in here, safe from this barrage of arrows."
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"The man with me is..." Tyreon paused for a second realizing he had not even gotten the name of the man he was with. Tyreon looked back at him.
"What is your name?" he asked the man he was with.
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Tyreon and his new partner slipped into the back alleys of the houses. The rain of arrows piercing the roofs of the houses could still be heard. They slowly made their way closer and closer to the wall the that stood between them and the count.
As they passed one house, Tyreon could here two men talking. Arrows littered the walls and door of the house. Tyreon motioned back to the other man.
"Hold on, there are people in this house." Tyreon announced. He crept down to peer into one of the windows of the house. He saw two men, one appeared to be just another militia man aiding in the attack against the count. The other, however, was in the outfit of the count's men. The two men appeared to be working together. Tyreon examined closer at the uniformed man and noticed a map, cleverly hidden in his clothes.
Tyreon slams the hilt of one of his rapiers into the window. The glass comes crashing down. Before the two men can even react, Tyreon jumps through the broken window and points each of his swords at each man's throat.
"What is going on here?" Tyreon asks of the count's man, confused by his garments and suspiciously hidden map.
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