Norham (Completed)

[Norham Waterpaw]

Ooc: I think Ginbur (cellarmole) could hook you up with some weapon.

Norham sat by the fire, it was warm, and it gave him happiness in the dark. Baypaw sat on the other side. They would have to get a move on though, because Riggaeo was already attacking.

[Thomas Barkshield]

Tom asked the patient next to him about getting a crossbow, and upon receiving directions from him, he started limping towards the cellars.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Zef was on the wall before most other beasts got there, already loosing arrows into the horde's ranks. When he saw the siege towers with fires on top, he grinned and pulled a small packet out of his belt pouch. He tied it to an arrow and shot it at the closest tower, ducking and shouting to the other beasts on the wall. "GET DOWN!" A second later, there was a massive BOOM! and the tower was little more than a pile of ashes.

[Quickpaw]

Vash was heavily debating on whether or not to stay. He looked from the wall to the small back gate and didn't know which way to go. What was compelling him so much to stay here?!

[Norham Waterpaw]

Ooc: Nifty powder in that bag there, Zef.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

OOC: Thanks. I meant to make it damaging but not completely decimate the tower, but then the bell for class rang and I had to end it quick. I guess I'll make that the stuff he uses for really urgent occasions.

BIC: Zef stood and began firing arrows again, his paw shaking a little. It had been a long time since he had used that powder, and he had forgotten how powerful it was. Driving all thoughts from his head except for the ones about aiming, he got back to picking off the vermin pushing the siege towers.

[Thomas Barkshield]

Tom had gotten a crossbow from the cellars and limped to the top of the wall. He started sniping vermin from the walltop.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Zef stiffened as a mouse with a crossbow set himself up a few feet away from Zef. Then, seeing the mouse was a good shot, he relaxed- fractionally. Antura soon came up to the walltop, carrying a sling. She waved to the mouse. "Hi, Thom." Then she sat down between Thom and Zef. "How many have you gotten so far, friend?" Zef snorted. "Lost count," he muttered, painfully conscious of Thom's presence. Antura grinned. "Just wait until I actually get good with one o' these- I'll catch up, aye, and surpass your score." Zef shook his head silently and focused on his targets.

[Thomas Barkshield]

Tom was finding that the crossbow shot straight, but was hard to aim. Then he saw the animal Antura was talking to was obviously a skilled archer. "What is your name, friend?" he asked. "Do you happen to have some form of sight with you?"

[Quickpaw]

Vash bored himself to make a decision, and headed towards the smaller exit.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Zef paused. Was that mouse talking to him? Why? He decided to ignore him. Antura sighed. "Sorry, Thom. He's not really comfortable around most beasts. If he didn't owe me a favor, he wouldn't be here." The old shrew huffed angrily. "I ain't shy o' nobeast. An' that debt's been paid by my reckonin', miss!" He dug something out of his pouch and shoved it at Thom. "Here's your blasted sight. I hope ye knows how to use it." Antura her head and got back to slinging. "You're hopeless, mate."

[Thomas Barkshield]

OOC: Is it a telescopic sight, or an iron sight? Cause I know how to use both IRL.

[Norham Waterpaw]

Norham woke to early morning dew on his brow. The march to Salamandastron was taking lonepger than expected, but he and Baypaw pressed on.

Riggaeo ducked at the explosion from the tower. He had his men marhc double-speed to get there. He ordered the ballistas to fire. Bolts zipped through the night sky like angry hornets from a nest.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

OOC: Umm... no idea. Whichever one you need/want. (I have a bow, but I actually don't know very much about archery...)

Antura shifted position, going around Zef to get a pebble that was lying on his other side. She was ducking to pick it up when Zef heard the buzz of the ballista bolts. "DOWN!" he shouted for the second time that night, and instinctively pulled Thom to the walkway stones with him. Antura reacted automatically, throwing herself flat as the bolts whizzed by overhead.

[Thomas Barkshield]

"Darn ballistas!" Tom said. Feeling courageous he took a pot shot at one of the men manning the ballistas, and was rewarded by a cry of death. 

OOC: Actually, crossbows use different sights that bows, there closer to gun sights. I guess I'm a bit of a nerd for knowing that.