Kane follows through with his axe swing, twisting on his heel and turning the axe in his hand in an attempt to strike with the blunt end of it.
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Kane grimaces as the skeletons approach, tightening his grip on his axe. "By the will of Dammerich, I find you guilty of existing beyond your natural life. For your crime, the sentence is death!"
Kane draws his axe and takes the lead of the group. "Keep vigilant. We've no idea who or what we'll find in here."
Kane nods. "Tsura is capable. I checked on her shortly after we completed our mission, and she found safety when the battle began."
"She is an orphan who I took into my care," Kane says carefully. "We are not related, but I've cared for her since she was very small and she is very much like a niece to me."
Kane rejoins the group. I suppose if they're to be my comrades then I shall have to form a bond of trust with them. This seems as good a time as any to start. He clears his throat to announce his presence. "The closest I have to family is my ward, Tsura. The rest of my family is long since gone."
Kane nods solemnly. "Yes sir. This combined with the gates being left open tell me there's a fox in the henhouse. Do you have any other leads? I hadn't heard of anyone being upset about the cathedral, but then I don't pay much attention to the local rumors."
That's nothing. Curse of the Crimson Throne features a Harrow reading every book, and every single one when I played it foretold the events of that book, right down to player based ones instead of book based (like a specific character dying). Harrow gets too spooky.
Please disregard my existence from Friday to Monday, as I'm moving and won't have internet then.
Kane: What is this "fun" of which you speak?
Kane remains stoic through the speech, though he nods back at Rak during his praising. He does, however, decline the alcohol as politely as is possible for him to manage, with a curt "I don't drink," and, rather than celebrate with the others (whom he privately doesn't understand celebrating in the first place, as many had died that day and he, at least, had only done his job, though the others did admittedly go well above and beyond), begins looking for Tsura. Though he is fairly certain of her ability to defend herself, he still wants to check in on her.
I'm pretty sure I'm only getting the tail end of Matthew where I am but just in case, I'll throw out the same disclaimer. I'll have my phone so it'll be less of an issue though.
Kane nods and approaches the other guardsmen, keeping a wary eye out for any more goblins. "What's the situation here? Everything contained?"
No, he's just as much of a hardass about the people he likes as he is about the ones he dislikes or is indifferent towards.
An arrogant, presumably layabout noble has triggered Kane's paternal instincts. This will only end poorly.
Kane resists the urge to growl at Aldern's smarm. "We've already confirmed that Church Street is clear, Lord Foxglove, and you should be more than capable of finding your way back to the Cathedral. Miss Vauni is currently under my command, and those under my command are securing the North Gate. Now go!" He barks this last word commandingly.
"We'll discuss such an event when the town is safe, Lord Foxglove," Kane says sternly, glaring at the man disapprovingly. "For now, I highly recommend you get to the Cathedral. Father Zantus is organizing a civilian safehouse there."
Kane groans as he awakens, pushing himself up off the ground with his greataxe. "That... was unfortunate. It's been too long since I've been on the front lines of the battlefield, I may be a bit rusty." He then looks to Rak and Akuleh. "Master dwarf, I thank you for the healing. And master Shoanti, for drawing the beast from me. I owe you both a debt."
I can do nothing ;-;
Kane finally, carefully rises to his feet, mindful of his remaining enemies, and takes a swing at a warg.
Kane continues to hold his axe guardingly. "I appreciate the assistance Izbela." [[More total defense.]]
Kane grimaces at the piercing pain in his shoulder, but ignores it. Basic battlefield strategy, remove the wounded before moving on to the next target.
Kane grips his axe tightly. "In the name of the Damerrich and by the authority vested in me by the town of Sandpoint, I hereby find you guilty of murder, mayhem, and vandalism. You are hereby sentenced to death!" With this declaration, he charges in after Algon, although his target is the worg rather than the goblin.
No stranger to strange magic or unusual companions, Kane only flinches slightly at the sudden appearance of the armored man, but nods to him when he's introduced. "Very good. I'm certain Algon will be of no small use. The north gate should be a good place to start. Follow me closely, and keep a careful eye on the shadows and corners." Keeping his axe out and at the ready, Kane leads the way.
Kane nods. "I'm happy to accept assistance from civilians who are capable of handling themselves." He resists the urge to cast another irritated glance Kadrian's way. "In any case, unless they swam they would have needed to take the bridges in."
"The church is a high priority target, but the lack of response from the rest of the guard is troubling," Kane muses. [b]"Perhaps sweep the surrounding area, and try and find Sheriff Hemlock or Mayor Deverin, someone who can effectively rally others, before returning.
Kane lifts an eyebrow in irritation. "Blasted little wretch," he mutters. "Damerrich give me the strength to end it." With this small prayer, he brings his axe down once more.
Kane steps up to the last goblin standing and brings the axe down.
Kane takes another swing at the wagon's wheel in a fervent attempt at slowing it down.
As the wagon threatens to run him over he takes a swing at
Kane blinks as Kadrian rushes in front of him, preventing him from reaching the cart. "Battlefield positioning boy! Do you know nothing of combat?" He shouts this over the din of battle as he raises his axe. "I proclaim in the name of the Weighted Swing, you goblins shall go no further!"
Just want to point out, Kane never said anything about y'all helping. He was literally only admonishing Kadrian for hanging around at 0 HP rather than retreating. Edit: On second thought, looking back on it it does seem more like he was criticizing y'all for jumping into the fight in the first place. That was my bad.
Kane's brow furrows in irritation. "Unacceptable," he snaps under his breath. "Master Dwarf, help me stop that cart. If the rest of you would be so kind, focus on the goblins until we can join you." He then rushes into the path of the cart and braces himself.
Kane nods at Bendoc respectfully, then glares disapprovingly at Kadrian. "My name is Kane Edwards, and I'm a member of the guard. And a much older and more experienced soldier than you, boy, so you may wish to heed my advice: it's all well and good to defend your town and livelihood, but to throw your life away so incredibly carelessly rather than fall back and live to fight on is not only foolish, but a disservice to the community you're trying to protect. Believe me, I noticed that you nearly died, and yet you hung around instead of retreating when there was nothing you could do without collapsing from the pain and a light breeze could fell you. "There is a difference between sacrifice and stupidity, boy, and what you pulled back there was the latter." Dressing down finished, he then looks to Rak. "Of that, I'm uncertain. If I had to guess, I would say this wasn't the only raiding party, and the rest of the guard found themselves preoccupied. I'm not exactly surprised the goblins managed to sneak in in the first place; they can be sneaky little bastards."
Kane looks over the remaining party members with a critical eye. "Thank you for assisting the guard, citizens. Your aid was invaluable. That being said, that was quite dangerous, jumping into battle against those horrid little creatures. I do hope you will all be more cautious about jumping headlong into a fight like that." He then looks at Akuleh. "We've had goblin incursions in the past, but never on this scale, at least as long as I've been here. More small bands of mischief makers, not a proper attack."
I find, particularly with Kane, that their voices come to me in the act of actually playing them. The first words out of his mouth were "I hate festivals" and it's like, oh, you're the guy with the stick up his ass. Okay, I can work with that. Y'all were also fun to read.
Rak you and I need to start critting everything. You because you've earned it with the trash rolls and me because I have a greataxe.
Kane follows the last goblin and takes a swing at its' head.
Kane casts his glance to the side, noting Kadrian's trouble, and, squaring his shoulders, runs to the man's side. "As the woman said, soldier. You're no good to anyone dead."
Kane nods to Bendoc approvingly. "Thank you for your assistance, citizen. You handle any more in this area, I believe I heard more chanting in that direction." Gripping his axe tightly, he runs off to where another goblin has set itself up behind a house.
Kane pulls his greataxe from his sheath and turns on one of the goblins flanking him, fury in his eyes. "In the name of the Weighted Swing, for terrorizing the innocent and seeking to cause destruction, I hereby sentence you to death!"
Kane growls. "Damnit, they're cutting the civilians off." He spares a glance at those who drew their weapons and makes a snap decision. "You three, protect the north side." He then rushes forward, placing himself between the townsfolk and the goblins as best he can."[/b]
Sorry, haven't been able to get to my computer in a bit to check out the map. Also curses, if I'd seen the buggers I was best positioned to fight them.
Kane pushes through the crowd, ending up next to Izbela. "What she said! The cathedral will be the safest place for everyone, head there and get inside!"
Oh boy Kane will get to do things.
No, I'm at the guard post. Kane's ward dragged him to Ameiko's for lunch but that was an hour ago or so.
I wouldn't worry about it, Kane is doing the same thing. It'd be out of character for him to be, ugh, having fun.
At the crossroads of Tower and Main Street stands a severe looking man with a shaved head, decently armored with a plain but well sharpened axe at his back. He doesn't partake in the festivities, considering himself on duty-except for one break when a pale, dark haired young woman dragged him to lunch at Ameiko Kaijitsu's table-and instead keeps his eye out for trouble. "Damn festivals," he mutters under his breath. "Someone always ends up cutting too loose, and something ends up going wrong."
I've just checked and we don't seem to have any overlap, so I think we'll be fine.
Dot. I look forward to playing with you all.
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