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Ydalon
He observed. He made it a habit. Observe and learn. Remember and recall. If you paid attention and watched closely, you could pick up many basic skills in time.
The tearing of the dress upset him. It was not right to tear the clothes straight off just any girl you'd never seen before. But the bleeding had stopped, and Ydalon was as glad at that as any other thing.
"Thanks mister," the boy smiled, and Ydalon patted the girl's shoulder reassuringly before turning his eyes to the fighting.
Left and right they fell. The man was a brute, plain and simple. It was a shame he had not thought ahead, charging into a fight without a plan, for four now were the dead innocent before him, and his own life's end looked soon to come. Ydalon did not quite fancy such a turn of events, and so it was that he jumped up. Nearly tripping over his own feet in his haste to be seen and heard, the lad only barely kept his balance.
"Off the road! Get off the road, now!" he yelled, waving his arms to distract and delay the archers' shots. If the other's reflexes were up to par, Ydalon had at last found just the people he was looking for. There was but the matter of the banditry, and whether they had other urgent goals to pursue.
OOC: I'm sure the bandits didn't like any fighting or display of strength no matter who attacked who. They either fled to behind their archers, got killed by someone else (perhaps the villagers), or Narar was sketchy on who was whose guards exactly and did in the bandits by accident. CD's call of course but it needn't be a problem.
[ 07-22-2005, 04:16 PM: Message edited by: Legolas ]
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