Iano was fast, but he wasnt quite as fast as his friend. She was naturally more athletic then the gold skinned corsair. That was not to say Iano could keep up. He was on her tail for good part of the race. Strong, graceful and every bit aware of his surroundings he moved past people and carts with ease, never once breaking his stride. Of course, depite his very . And that's when his friend pounced him. He cursed internally as she got the upper hand on him and sprinted of once more. That was a very Lin thing to do to be sure. But Iano wasn't going to stay idle. With little effort he flipped back up onto his feet and set off running after her again. Once they made it to the courtyard he slowed down and jogged into line.
The Measavir was magnificent. Jadda felt like she had found the missing piece she needed for her real squad. But she knew better then to take any of them lightly. The Tindra was a good example, the way his breath came out in small, controlled quips of air as if he was tasting it. She had seen dancers of his race do it as well. Provide your body with small bursts of oxygen to keep a light, eased state of mind. Focus only on one thing. The boy carried himself true to both his race and his mentor. She knew Iano had experience with orchs as well, she had been told as much. That was good as he could set an example for the others. But that was If their egos allowed them to learn from the smaller of the group. These people were all capable warriors, But wih skill came arrogance and pride. Her eyes looked into the Measavir that she had always wanted to meet one face to face. To Jadda, iy as like staring into the eyes of a beast. She could sense the sheer power of this female mammoth. Now that made her hopeful. Pure savage agressíon and hunting instinct with a inherited sense of confidence. What more did she need from a warrior? Well maybe a tactical and loyal mindset would have been nice.
But Jadda would not despense judgment just yet.. No she had a strange bunch under her command now and the first thing on her mind was to get them in line. The dark skinned woman straightened herself a bit extra as the last of the bunch oined, One her old tutor had not warned her about, the vagabond had entered the guild some time ago and hadn't said much about his past. But she knew of him trough the man that recommended him. He was some sort of tinkerer, highly intelligent and the dwarfs all seemed to enjoy discussing his new contraptions with him. No doubt, he was sent to join them so that the dwarves could have witnesses to his actual use. It was fine with Jadda, she would make sure the man earned his keep. And if he didn't, the man would find himself to be orch food.
Iano was in a different mind state altogether now. He was almost bouncing on the ball of his feet from the anticipation. As the two huntresses shared exchanged he could only gin. He could feel the Measivirs eyes as the two swore to one another. She did not seem to approve all to uch of Iano. That was fine with him, people underestimaing him was common if not expeced by now. So he focused on the words of their esteemed captain. She had said Orchs. Black Bloods were nasty things, a group of species so while that no other race interacted with them. The Kerphuli was smaller then orchs, crooked and gray sin. Long ears and noses like that of goblin, but without the semblance of morality. They were the scoutys the archers and their cannon fodder. Then you had the Uruks or the Orchs. They were stronger then any man and vicious to a fault. Bloodthirsty, berserking monsters who never backed down. And then there were the Uruk-hai. Elite orch warriors, More intelligent, more composed. Wearing armor and better weapons while acting as the officers and herders of the overall horde.
Iano closed his eyes.
He breathed in,. The creature in his mind was a grey hulking humanoid covered in blood and scars. Wielding crude axes and swords.
He breathed out: Now he could see the pale skinned face and the broken teeth The Torn ears and a pair red eyes filled with fury. He breathed in. The biggest one of them, a huge uruk hair and wielding a giant axe. He could remeber sliding just barely underneath the swing.
Another breath: He had practically climbed its back while using the cleaver to hack it skull open. Blood was covering him as the creature went down. A giant smile on the Tindras lips and hiss and a pair of eyes vivid with life.
As he opened his eyes to reality again they had a seemingly different shine to them.
Jadda in the meanwhile got into another state of mind aswell. She could see some bondin already. Others were less impressed with one another If they were going to gget trough this they had to act like a cohesive unit. Thanfully, the stray cat of the group already offered herself up. And Jadda had to supress a smile, this provided a good opportunity.
“Your gift will come in handy later. The villagers are going to need a nudge to properly face the Orchs. As for when, the second you stood ibfront of me All of you belonged under my command. You, along with the Mage and the human will mae up the ones to adress the Militia commanders. You Will use your abilities to make sure they do not give us any trouble”
Her eyes rose to look at the massive healer.
“You. I know of neven and the gifts he bestow uon worshippers. We paid good money fro those gifts. Time to earn your krrp bih huy, You are oing to keep these people alive.”
“Iano. Your Mentor tells me you thought a Ruk-Hai one on one. How did you survive?”
Iano stared straight back at her, in a way that was most unsettling. Uruks wear plate, they are stong enough to move unhindered in it. It still makes them less likely to tun around in time. I simply beat him on his own terms. I got close.” The Tindra spoke, a grin on his lip that was illfitting of his kind. Almost twisted.
“Daisy, Maesevir are some of the fiercest warriors ever known and I can see that glean in your eye. Linwe, I will be counting on your keen eyes and your bow to slay any forward scouts on our journey. We do not want them to now we are coming. Both of you will be tracking down the Chieftain once we draw them out. Iano and I will be cutting a swathe trough the Orchs ranks once the battle comes, and you are going to use that in order ta him down.” Her vioce was clear and with authority that seemed nearly unchallenged in tone. Iano imply nodded.