These archeres are always watching the outside world.

Athelstane was running across the open space betwenn the gate and wall with his team. A grappling hook was tucked in a holster at his side. "Quietly now. Get in position to rappel. Oh, and, Lectern, kill that gaurd. Crack. Bump. Athelstane ran closer and pointed the hook up, then fired. His men followed suit. He climbed over the wall and started firing on the archers. All of them were dead before the soldiers were up the wall. "Alright, fire at will. Knock yourselves uot. Oh, and remember to cover me and keep those pesky guards of the king's entertained. Luck.". And with that he jumped over the wall, mere feet from the king. Not too, too long ago: "*profanity, dealers choice!*!", Signe muttered as the attackers broke off the attck to check their wounds and regroup. Astrid approached. Then: "Commander! We lost three, but took four of theirs with us. their force is weakened enough so that Athelstane's group can make their attack. No one else has sustained andy serious injuries. -pause- Are you hurt, officer? Do i need to call a medic?". "No, I'm alright. get back to supervising the troops. I'll be there momentarily. Astrid left, shouting orders. "Alpha squad, flank left. Charlie, the same, but right. Delta and Command squads will hit them agian from the front.". Signe walks over to the group, 'What are you waiting for? Go!", she ordered, then charged off into battle with the rest of her guerrilas.

Before Sothe made it all the way back to the battle, he thought he heard muttering off by a corner. "What the..." He turned the corner slyly and saw Athlestane and his gang. Quietly he saw all the corresponding. When Signe wasn't paying attention he jumped out in front of her, un-sheating a knife he had in his back pocket and drawing to her neck, "Now if any of you want to see your dear Signe dead, you will make a move." He said backing up with her.

Athelstane raised his pistol. "She'll die for her cause. The question is, will you die for yours?". With this Athelstane pulled the trigger, sending a bullet spiralling into Signe's calf, and then into Sothe's bone. Snap. Sothe blacked out. Athelstane ran to them, moving Signe off her leg and pulling her back towards her team. "Get her back to camp. And bring this one.", he said, gesturing to Sothe. "But only two of you. the rest ofus will pull on.". ANd with that, he moved around the corner, coming face-to-face with Zandolin. He pulled his pistols up- (Input from Zandolin needed. I really want to kill him....)

Sothe fell, grabbing his leg, and with all hope, he had no hope...He blacked out.

---Sothe's Room---

The Daimond egg started shaking and rolling around a little bit.

Isamu (a medic) and Astrid heaved Signe into a sitting position, leaving Sothe in the dirt. "Signe! Signe! Are you alright?". Her eye fluttered open, and she tried to stand up. "Don't, you've lost a lot of blood. We're taking you to camp now.". Signe Muttered, moving her finger to point at Sothe. "Yes, that was the guy. We got him. No, don't struggle, we're going to move you closer to camp. Isamu, carry the prisoner.".

"Ah athelstane... what a pleasure to see you." he said and while saying that he raised his musket so it was pointed straight at athelstane's face "Lower your weapons or suffer the consequences" he said

The egg shell fell to the ground, a baby dragon on top of the shelf. He extended his leg and fell off the top. He sqeecked loudly. Withing afew minutes a flopped down the stairs. Then in ten more minutes he was out onto the battle. Peeping as he saw two giants with an object in each of their hands, he noticed he reveiled himself. He flopped away as fast as he could.

'Havel? What the hell was that?", "No clue, Kem. It looked like a wigned-", at this exact moment Kem was shot through the head, the round, shoot from long range, bounced aroung in his skull until it exploded out of it with terrifying velocity, leaving the head nonexistant. "Damn lizard....".

The dragon noticed people looking at him, so he flopped away faster, getting scared.

Kem re-joined the battle. Fire. Hide. Repeat. Fire. Hide. Repeat. Fire. Hide. Reload.

"Ooohh! Consequences! that may scare your lowly soldiers- err, slaves, but not me. Not quite.", With this he reached out and lowered the tip of the weapon til it faced the ground. "Not after what you, and those before you, have done to me. No, this ends here. He reached for his knife, slashing out with its long, silver blade. It scored across Zandolin's face, leaving a bloody trail behind it. He smirked, dropped the knife, and pulled out oneof his pistols. He reached for the hammer, pulling it into position. He pulled the trigger. Click. Click. No ammo. The smirk changed not. "No, not today. But some day.".


*For Zandolin's benefit- Go ahead. Blow his brains out. I set you up. Hell, Sothe can come, too. Or save me for later. Torture's fun, right? I set you up. But don't delete it because I did something you didn't like, E-Mail me with your complaints. It's better that way.

The dragon plopped behind a bush.

-So is Signe dead? If so Sothe is coming back...Oh! Zandolin! Do not kill Athlestane just yet...-

-Nope, not dead yet, you have to kill her. She is currently residing at the Camp with a medico, you (captive you, I should say), and Astrid. I like Astrid, so don't kill her. She comes and hangs out with the Elves later.

-O.k.-

Sothe struggles with the tight ropes he was in. He had a blind-fold over his eyes, "Ah! Let me free! If you do, I swear, I owe you bandits a dept! I swear it I'll pay it back!" He fell to his side.
---Back at the Castle---

The dragon looked around, he jumped when a neaby ledge blew into tiny peices.