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Palonis
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Despite the alarm being sounded, the soldiers in the fort wouldn't be able to save themselves. Before Karwik's impressed eyes, the garrison began to fall quickly, felled one by one from the attacks of the rogue's friends.
That left the final one, behind cover in the upper rocks. Pulling back a bolt and locking it into place, the rogue poked his head out from under the bridge and opened fire, hoping beyond hope that his pitiful luck would change.
Just as the archer raised himself up to pull back his bow, he caught a crossbow bolt in the neck, and he slumped over his rocky cover, crashing messily back into the fort, right in front of Karwik and Fielli. The rogue felt like he'd be sick, but at the same time, he felt exuberant. Finally, he'd contributed something to this journey, and just at the proper moment too.
Wrenching the bolt out of his foe's neck with a messy noise, Karwik replaced it into his quiver. "Is that all of them? Did we win?" he asked to the group all around. Adrenaline had flooded his system at this point, making him feel giggly and lightheaded.
That left the final one, behind cover in the upper rocks. Pulling back a bolt and locking it into place, the rogue poked his head out from under the bridge and opened fire, hoping beyond hope that his pitiful luck would change.
Just as the archer raised himself up to pull back his bow, he caught a crossbow bolt in the neck, and he slumped over his rocky cover, crashing messily back into the fort, right in front of Karwik and Fielli. The rogue felt like he'd be sick, but at the same time, he felt exuberant. Finally, he'd contributed something to this journey, and just at the proper moment too.
Wrenching the bolt out of his foe's neck with a messy noise, Karwik replaced it into his quiver. "Is that all of them? Did we win?" he asked to the group all around. Adrenaline had flooded his system at this point, making him feel giggly and lightheaded.