The Open Road

Arya, still somewhat facing in the direction from where the first charger came would still be attempting to get up. Her sword arm was the one arm she still was able to move without any difficulty. Her off-hand, whose shoulder had been struck by the club was still able to be moved though she found her range of motion decreased by quite a bit. 

Arya had been using her sword-arm to get herself up, pushing off the ground with her blade still grasped in her hand. She would be able to raise her arm momentarily to parry the goblin's swipe at her arm with her own blade, though in her weakened and disadvantaged state she couldn't fight both of bandits on each side of her at once. 

As if on queue the Kobold's shield would smash into her armored helm from behind. Arya's vision would immediately go black, and her body would go limp as she crumpled to the ground unconcious.

Arya would remain unconscious for only a couple of minutes, though this would be enough time to tie her up if her captors were quick about it. By the time she had woken up, she would find herself being dragged along in between two of the bandits. It would take her a few ticks, for she was somewhat disoriented with an increasingly intense pain in her right shoulder and a constant headache, but she would soon realize they had bound her at the wrists and the ankles. Furthermore, these ropes would also be anti-magic as she found she could not draw any mana, not good.

These bandits did not seem to be of the typical breed, who were disorganized and otherwise ill-equipped. For them to have all this anti-magic equipment meant they were much more than that. Not only that, she was alive still when she thought they would kill her immediately. Perhaps they wanted to ransom her?

The paladin's mind tried to consider every possibility, though she found her thoughts somewhat fogged over and it was a bit hard to concentrate. She would try and pull free from the two dragging her along a couple times as they made their way to the camp, though the pain in her shoulder in the absence of adrenaline made these attempts quite futile. Most likely she had broken a bone or two in her shoulder, she figured. 

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Right after @quis had materialized her weapon from thin air, @mirssa stopped approaching and released her pre-aimed, steadied shot towards the halfling. The poisoned arrow's path was meant for @quis 's upper left arm, as it was the easiest target to hit. @quis was given little time to react and dodge, (If she did manage to dodge, the arrow would gladly find its mark somewhere else in @quis's flesh) as they were close to on another but just out of melee range of eachother, roughly 5-4 meters spread apart. @mirssa was beginning to get tired of the mage throwing insults at her, it would please her when she got the chance to shut the pipsqueak's mouth.

After the arrow was released, she held her bow in her left hand down at her side, as her right hand went to once again draw her falchion from its crude leather sheathe. She maintained her distance of 5 meters for now, facing @quis directly holding her sword out in front of her diagonally, ready to parry or counter-attack should she be given the chance, and the bow behind her backside as she squatted a little in the dirt to maintain a firm stance should she lunge towards @mirssa.

@mirssa was somewhat impressed with the halfling's handling and skill to swat the arrow away. In the brief moment that @quis decided to stay put, the gnoll took this time to free up her left hand by sliding the bow onto her back. Her left hand then slid onto the sword's handle, below her right hand, strengthening her grip and control over her weapon.
"Looking to play a bit before I end you?"
She snarled, desperately wanting to defeat this pest.

Her stance and sword position adjusted. Her falchion was now perpendicular with the ground and out in front of her torso, and she began to slowly step towards her foe.
She steadily approached @quis with her weapon ready, she was expecting the halfling to engage the melee with a thrust or a quick side attack, as most overhead attacks would be too predictable and slow, which @mirssa in her light armor could easily sidestep. As she entered @quis's range, @mirssa stayed cautious of the magical weapon, who know what effects or abilities are applied to it?

Just as she predicted, a thrust came towards her, but much lower than what she expected. As they were still at the edge of @quis's range, @mirssa easily stepped back away from her attack, just nearly evading it. As @quis would wind her weapon back, @mirssa would now step back into range of both their weapons. While she double stepped in during her foe's short recovery period, she wound her sword around to her right and swiped the tip of it towards @quis.

Should the blade be undeterred, it would likely slice apart either the halfling's left shoulder, left upper arm, or would cut underneath her left armpit. Due to @quis's long thrust low and her stance, she'd left her back/left side vulnerable to @mirssa's strike. However, this also left @mirssa's left side open to attack, if the halfling tried to attack that side, neither of them would be able to defend, and thus, they'd trade blows.

@mirssa 's movement didn't change much, but it did in a few ways when @quis 's glaive was raised towards her torso. Her left foot would step back behind her right foot (which swung her left side of her torso away from the blade's edge) as she made her advance, spinning her torso to her left. The blade end of the stationary glaive would connect, but it would ricochet off of the angled scale armor on the front of @mirssa 's torso without doing much damage. The combination of the poor puncture angle and the lack of enough force meant the weapon's capability to damage would be poor or near to nothing.
Her small spin/step also give her own weapon a bit more reach and strength across @quis 's back while the falchion was mid-strike. The position or movement of her sword or forearms hadn't changed, and thus the original strike's desired effect and target area was mostly the same.

@mirssa 's attack had landed, but not how she wanted it to. The halfling decided to try and ram her legs, and would prove succesful with connecting, as @mirssa had no immediate means of stopping her momentum. The larger being would not fall however, only her stance would stagger as @quis grappled her leg and dispersed her magic weapon into thin air. However, @quis had left herself mostly unprotected, and @mirssa would not hesitate to take advantage of this.

When @quis began to charge after her sword had partially connected, @mirssa 's left hand quickly snapped off of her sword and reached to grab the halfling's face and/or skull while she was holding herself against @mirssa 's leg and trying to cast magic. The terrible claws on her fingers could easily peel off and grab flesh from the smaller, weaker being's skull, but the worst part is that her sharpened claws would meet any of her facial cavities that @mirssa could grab. If she got any claws in or near @quis 's eyes, nose, or mouth, (which are all protected/shielded by nothing but air) she'd squeeze with her left hand without mercy for the poor halfling's life at the moment, gouging out or crushing any unfortunate part of her face that grappled by her hand. (Which hopefully would also interrupt/cancel the magic spell she was casting, as it's hard to use magic while you're bleeding out of your eyeballs and impaled through your mouth.)

The falchion in her right hand would be moved to @quis side (parallel to the ground) and was wound away from the side of the halfling's torso, with the tip of it pointed at her kidney area, would be prepared in a moment to stab her internal organs once it had enough force prepared behind it. While falchions were not known for good stabbing attacks, the tip would likely still be sharp enough to pierce the halfling's next to nothing armor, and even if it couldn't the stab itself would still hurt and probably stun her. (It was not thrusted/used to attack yet, but moved into a position turn where it could stab @quis easily if she remained down by @mirssa's legs in the next turn or timeframe.)

Enigma walked alone on the lonely isolated dirt road, with only the sounds of nature surrounding him. The landscape around him consisted of rolling hills of grass with the occasional stand of trees clumped together. The sun was high in the cloudless sky at this point, making for a rather nice day as the light breeze ensured it was not overly hot.

Enigma had departed from his home in the Land Tiller's State, as one of his uncontrollable rages destroyed his home. He decided to leave before anyone discovered it, as he felt guilty for having caused such destruction. He brought with him only the clothes on his back, which consisted of an undyed wool shirt and brown linen pants. He wore rather simple leather sandals on his feet. Overall he seemed to be quite worn down from travel, as could be seen by his somewhat frayed clothing and overall appearance.

He did not know where he was going, only that he was following a road that would have to lead him somewhere eventually.

Enigma paused at the top of the hill, watching the dragon complete it's kill, a look of curiosity about him. There was no fear in his heart, as it were, though he was a bit surprised. He would stand still, his multi-colored eyes, one ice blue and one brown following the dragon's calmly as she began to approach him.

The only other dragon he had encountered before was Lum'valia in Stonevale shortly after he had began razing the city, she had stopped him before he had destroyed it completely. Besides that, he had never encountered any other dragons. Enigma would wave at the dragon, still remaining silent. He wasn't sure what to say.