[h2][color=lightblue]Rolan[/color][/h2]

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[color=lightblue]"Don't test gravity, duly noted. If its all the same, I'll save the tears for another time. Don't want to go fouling my vision while it matters."[/color]

Rolan couldn't say what he was expecting when the broom took off and began flying proper, but the fact he found it more agreeable than any horse he'd ever had the displeasure of riding spoke volumes. It was a far more stable experience, even if a sudden tumble would do significantly more damage than falling off a horse might. Still, he kept his logs locked firmly in place so that, in the event of suddenly getting knocked sideways either way, he should be able to hold on long enough to sling his crossbow and clamber back into place, though he would much rather avoid having to deal with that if at all possible. He kept up a steady rhythm of fire, intervening on behalf of his fellow's below whenever an enemy tried to intrude or interfere with their chosen foes. It wasn't glamorous work, but it was necessary, and even the Captain and Lord Arken would find cover from above as appropriate to keep them from being overwhelmed. Of course, the Hunt was not content to leave the duo flying above uncontested, Rolan calling out a warning to Gertrude as he loaded a caustic smoke bolt.

[color=lightblue]"Seems they are tired of us having it easy. I'll blind and disorientate, and let you do what you do best."[/color]

Taking careful aim and accounting for the more erratic form of flight, giving him the displeasure to focus on just how unnaturally hideous the creatures were, Rolan feinted firing, delaying for a moment to bait out any attempts to evade before loosing his bolt. Upon impact the vial fixed to the bolt would shatter, engulfing the leading fliers in a thick, choking black smoke that the Order was no doubt increasingly used to seeing from the hedge knight, it made for an excellent method at disrupting even small formations of those who fell on the wrong side of the Order's ire. Loading a bolt of alchemist fire next, he was watching for either a cluster to come out of the smoke, or around it, either way it would ideally give Gertrude time to maneuver them to a better position before he resumed making the life of every last Hunt member he could reach, while keeping an eye on the duel between Dame Tyaethe and Rozenalt as well. Plenty enough to keep them all busy, seeing how each Knight had singled out a noteworthy member of the Hunt to engage.