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The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

With a new bounty urging them forward, the Hellions have but a night to themselves. No camp, no markets, hardly a chance to properly ready themselves for what's to come. Lyun spends the time in a quiet corner of their quarters, cross-legged and idly working away at some sinew from a week-old hunt. Ia sits not too far from him, conflicted by the older Kassite's allegiance to mercenaries, but nonetheless somewhat soothed by their shared culture. Hours pass.

LYUN: "Your bow."

The sky presents its darkest hues as by now most of the band is asleep or close to it. The brute approaches Zarif, a twist of sinew strands in his grip. "Does not last through tomorrow." Lyun's free hand just barely faces towards the quartemaster's weapon, patiently awaiting for the man's acknowledgement.

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

The battle dies down, though the Hellions' fire had been stomped out before then. It never gets easier. Sometimes it's when they least expect it, sometimes it's the ones they least expect to go... Regardless, there isn't enough wool in Akkad for them to pull over their own eyes no matter how often they claim that is simply the life of a mercenary.

The brute's hold over young Ia softens and he sets her down gently, leaving his sharpest hand axe in her care.

LYUN: "Rest, we leave soon."

He approaches Siris and Ashür, the former of the two almost standing guard over their armored comrade. Lyun raises a hand towards him, silently asking for permission to intrude despite not waiting for it to be given. The rest of the Hellions watch him lift Balathu from the ground, cradling his body in as dignified a manner as he can afford him.

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Able to spare no more than a second to witness his fellow Hellion's last stand, Lyun mutters a prayer towards a peaceful rest for the fallen. He lunges forward, swinging his axe towards the mounted knight. The man moves to retaliates and though Lyun sees an opening for a clean strike, he notices almost too late that the incoming spearhead would miss him, but also most likely injure the young Anqullumašḫu.

Lyun: "...!"

He pivots mid-swing and takes the hit himself.

_{Lyun moves to M-26 and attacks Sheev with his Bronze Battle Axe.
Misses, and gets countered for 13 damage.}

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The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Lyun: "They won't. Stay put."

_{Lyun moves to N-26 and equips his Bronze Hand Axe.}

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The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

With a single enemy close by still alive and kicking, Lyun stomps forward hoping to make good use of the opening created by his two magick wielding allies. He holsters his hand axe, Ia still tightly held close with his off hand despite her complaints.

As the brigand ducks below a noxious smoke cloud, the brute pulls out the relic Makeen gave him back at the ziggurat, wondering if he'd be able to mirror even half of the expertise needed for a trained blade to deftly dance around a heavy and sluggish axe wielder. If that ancient blade could still be called a weapon, even.

One messy swing later, the brigand lies face down gurgling blood, his neck all but crushed by the impact of the blade's dull edge.

Lyun: "Hm..."

_{Lyun moves to P-22 and attacks Axe Brigand #4 with his Ancient Blade, dealing 14 damage and killing them. Gains 20xp.}

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The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Holding down the young and fiery Kassite to prevent her from needlessly endangering herself was proving harder than Lyun could have foreseen, making his already long winded attacks that much easier to dodge.

Lyun: "...!"

_{Lyun attacks Sword Brigand #6 with his Bronze Hand Axe, but misses.}

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Lyun: "..."

He takes a couple steps forward and onto the wooden bridge, grabbing the fleeing lass by the shoulder and shielding her behind his bigger frame.

_{Lyun moves to P-20 and rescues Ia.}

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Lyun: "..."

The brute steps forward with the rest of the band, wordlessly putting a hand onto young Etor's shoulders letting him know it's ok for him to rush ahead at this time, should he want to. Haste is rarely without danger on the battlefield, but the boy knows it well.

_{Lyun moves P-18 and smites Etor 3 tiles to P-22.}

The Dweomer of Akkad - [ A Fire Emblem-like RPG! ]

Lyun: "Anqullumašḫu...!"

As much as the brute wishes his words could have the young Kassite running towards them, possibly even crossing the river towards safety... He knows he has no sway over her, especially with the lives of those two trusted retainers hanging in the balance just as much as hers does.

_{Lyun moves N-16 and attacks Hunter #4 with his Bronze Battle Axe.
Hits for 20 damage and kills, gaining 20xp.}

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As the entire southern group of Hellions closes in to help him out of a tight spot, Lyun nods in thanks and walks north, arming himself while baiting the nearby bandit into approaching.

_{Lyun moves to K-19, equips his Bronze Hand Axe and uses a vulnerary.}