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The man with the samurai sword appeared in sight within a flash. Literally. The light of the sun bounced off his sword into MacKensie's eyes before she had even seen him properly, then after that the ogre was dead and he was just... there. Yet another display of remarkable powers.

She mentally dispeled the shock of this and aimed her one-handed crossbow sharply left and right around the battlefield, looking for enemy targets. What she saw was townguards chasing skeletons out of the gate and out of sight, and the Beserker Ogre falling into the dirt, inpart covered with ice and hoarfrost. She put her away her crossbow, clipping it onto her belt at the small of her back. It was over.

"We did it," she said exuberantly, almost bouncing in excitement, beaming a smile at Adam with a hand on his shoulder. She walked forward, sharing a smile and a handshake with a townguard. Then she clasped forearms and a pat on the shoulder with another.

"Thank you, Ranger," said one of them.

"And you, sir," she replied. She wasn't sure why he called her 'Ranger' but... "I'm glad we could help."

Eventually she got to the man with the samurai sword. MacKensie could tell by his clothes that he was one of them. He stood out a mile away. "I'm MacKensie Trydant," she said, offering her hand to shake. "Thanks for the assist."

When she saw the American man and the Dutch woman who had gone off in the other direction before the battle, MacKensie was overjoyed. She realised that they must have been helping the evacuation and she was glad that they were back. She went over to them, wanting to offer handshakes and goodwill, also to ask if everyone got out safely, but she fell into silence when she saw the Commander. He looked on the edge of death.

She stood in audience as the town's leader called everyone over and explained the situation. Of course, this only brought more questions - she didn't realise Adam had picked up an artifact from the Skeleton Leader - but the Commander at least provided some answers in his speech too. MacKensie didn't need telling twice, and chose to digest the information later - she was ready to go. Although she was glad she didn't speak up first, because when Adam and the dutch woman spoke, they sounded far more sensible and knowledgeable about the things they would need before they just went out into the wild for two days. MacKensie pursed her lips in a solemn smile to the American who showed his manners and his heart when he refused the reward. It seemed she had a good group around her.

"Oh, ummm..." MacKensie was surprised when she was the one who was given the satchel of silver to carry. It felt a little scary to be charged with everyone's money. Awkwardly, she looked around to see if anyone disapproved, then took her backpack off and put the reward away. "Huh?" was another note of surprise when she put the backpack back on and could barely feel the change in weight. It was clearly a heavy satchel she'd had in her hand just a moment ago, but her backpack felt just as light as it always had. "Strange," she muttered.

"I'm with you," she said to the woman with the longbow next to her, then looked over to Adam and nodded inclusively. If this task was really so important, then she would do anything necessary to see it done.
@ZapdosResearched most of it earlier xD I already knew Adam tho, which was the reason that sparked my curiosity. And I knew that Marsel and Michel were French in origin.
@Crusader LordAw, that would've been so funny if we set that up and then later they talked it out and realised it lol But I already have her plane crashing into a canyon, flying from France to Japan.

Speaking of ironic, some of the character's names in this story have mild to strong connections to their owner.

@Calle Fenna means "Peace" which lines up really well with her personality and background.

@Zapdos Adam means "Earth" or "Soil" which is fits perfectly with his Adventurer Class.

@Teyao Sirius means "Glowing" which fits the Cleric Class.

@Saiyan Marsel means "Young Warrior" It's also French too, so we could use this for a cool interaction.

@Goblinguy Arthur means "Bear" or "Strong" just lol

@Dark Cloud Michel means "Who is like a God" which sums up the Legend that is Clive!

That's a lot of coincidences!
@Dark CloudNeed some ideas? You could react to Fenna's actions, the purple light, the skeletons running away, the big ass bird that came in for the assist. Clive could chase down skeletons, speak to Fenna, head to the battlefield now that Selica's safe, go report to the mother that her daughter's fine. You could give Clive's POV on the situation, what does he think of Fenna, why can he throw a good punch, who taught him to a humble man who will always help someone in need, build a bit of his personality or background or memories, make up another lost citizen to help. Hope some of that helped.
There was no time to see if Zell and James were okay. She had to keep fighting. But she couldn't help but glimpse down at the battlefield as she reloaded between shots. The swordsman and wizard's antics were beyond dumb. Ridiculous. But she couldn't deny their bravery. Those two. All of the group, in fact. They'd all been whisked away from their own world, through death or other means, and now they were stuck in a horror show. But they were dealing with it. Forging forward without looking back.

Qui n’avance pas, recule: The words of warriors. Of visionaries. Of heroes. In this world, the last world or the next.

The fighting atop the wall became easier as she supported the townguards who had turned the momentum against the skeletons and were now applying their own pressure. Her body responded automatically. In her mind, she was feeling a sense of kinship to those like her - the ones who came from the coffins. Even the buffoon, Zell, she counted among them. Something instinctual told her that they should all stay together, no matter what happens. That the bonds they were forging should not be broken, if they were to get through this ordeal.

Stick together. Adam had told them all this very thing, before the fighting had begun. Funny how the youngest of them had immediately pried out this jewel of wisdom from the chaos. James was already strategizing combat plans in real time, out thinking the enemy to become proactive instead of reactive. Arthur was weilding such strength that he could single-handedly hold off a monster. All of their group had strengths that they contributed. But what was her own strength? Perhaps she would find out in due time. Now was simply not the time for doubts or misgivings. Not the time to mourn the friends and family that was lost to her.

Let's just get through this and I'll have a cry about it later, she thought to herself as she jumped for a good angle and shot a skeleton over the shoulder of a townguard. The defender looked back at her and gave a thumbs up in gratitude. She nodded briskly with a 'hmph' and reloaded for another.

When the purple beams shot out in all directions, everyone on the wall paused to see it. Even the skeletons stopped to take notice. And then the undead creatures started fleeing - clambering over the battlements to get out of the settlement or running away, along the wall to the town gate. This made the townguard surge with triumphant roars and a new breath of life as they cut down the raiders. Mackensie took the breather to look out onto the battlefield and see that the ogres were still fighting back. Time to support.

MacKensie ran and fell from the wall, nosediving towards the ground and flipping at the last second to land in a three-point stance. From there she burst into a sprint towards the action. She came upon the Armoured Ogre who'd just struck Adam...

"Adam, no!"

...but he appeared to be fine. A little shaken and pained, but hale and ready to fight back. As the vines started to come up out of the ground, MacKensie took the opportunity to attack herself, skidding to halt next to her plant-wielding comrade, and firing off a barrage of shots, aimed at the Armoured Ogres eyes.
@ZapdosNice! Should be a great time xD

@Dark Cloudlol I thnk we're waiting on @Goblinguy and @Indrajita
I just wanted to let everyone know that starting Sunday night through the 14th, I'll be on vacation. I'll still have internet access and will be keeping track of this roleplay, it just means that I might post slower than I have been. That being said, I'm enjoying the roleplay so far and seeing the posts that are in it!


Where are you going for vacation, Zapdos?
As she and Zell rotated around in some kind of back-to-back dance, MacKensie was engrossed in seeing just how far she could push these new limits of hers. A battle against living nightmares was hardly the time for experimentation (especially with so many innocent lives on the line) but with the swordsman covering her back, she found she simply could not help herself.

First, after sheathing her dagger, she grabbed a fistful of bolts and attempted to rapid-fire six or seven bolts in a row, her free hand over her one-handed crossbow like some kind of gunslinger from a spaghetti western. She managed to drop three skeletons in the blink of an eye, but the speed she'd tried to push it to made her fumble and drop the rest of the bolts. "Zut!" she swore, deciding against picking them up and going back to firing regularly again, which was fast enough considering she needed to reload after every shot.

She was considering tossing a bolt into the air and trying to catch it in the firing mechanism of her crossbow, when Zell spoke up and they rotated again. Cover him? Oh dear, what was this idiot about to do now?

"I imagine you specialize in stupidity but I'd rather not die again, so whatever you are going to do it, do it well."

From her position, she was able to take in the whole battlefield in all it's metal and chaos; The Beserker Ogre that Arthur seemed to be dealing with handily - impressive but not super surprising on account of everyone's powers and the fact that Arthur's body and his weapon was almost as gargantuan as the ogre's. Adam was... Adam was...! Was that really him controlling those plants!? Wow, she thought. Considering how numerous and available plant life is, and the strength of their roots, he might be the most powerful of all of us before long. And then she saw James who was surprisingly looking right back, and he was none too pleased.


"Zell! Stop fucking Flirting and help!"


"Sacre bleu, this is the impression?" MacKensie said annoyed, pinging two more headshots. She looked back down to James again, her sharp eyes following his hand signals. She blinked twice dumbly. "He cannot be serious."

This was about to get crazy. She quickly placed bolts in the spaces between her fingers on both hands, then drew dagger. She was ready for whatever came next. As Zell flew past her, she jumped onto the battlements and skipped smartly along at pace, letting off shots and thinning the crowd ahead. As Zell let the skeleton stumble past him, MacKensie pounced on it, sinking her dagger into skull before running past the swordsman and firing a barrage of bolts to somewhat clear the path.

"Be careful James!" she shouted down to the man as he taunted the Armoured Ogre.

When Zell jumped off the wall, MacKensie almost went with him, pulling herself back the edge. More skeletons closed in. She jumped backwards to avoid an overhand strike, reloaded in a flash and fired close range into the back of the skeleton's skull. A townguard rushed in to reinforce her and together they quickly took down three more skeletons. Pressure on the wall appeared to be easing off.
@ZapdosMy post will be better if I know what Zell is up to. I can work in and around a player's post just fine, there's usually room to fit my character in the gaps of the narrative. I can lead, but in this case, with how he left it, I think he'd be better going before me this round. He seems a good enough player to take point on this one.
:( Wanna post but locked behind @Saiyan and whatever stunt Zell is about to pull lol
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