Dubhaine Family/Scein/Roleplays/1019/May

8th May

Summer Evening -- Kail

Descema Himoura Guile

Finishing her missive to the defeated nobles of Taselak, she slaps the arse of the courier wench on her way out of the LOC’s Command Tent.

Having taken Kail back for the umpteenth time and defeating the Tasels soundly on the field, Descema smiles as she looks at her new wound... a gash across the wrist from an errant blade, which led to the offending soldier with an arrow jammed through his eye socket in the melee. With the powers offered to nobles on the South Island, the wound is healing quickly and she is already able to draw her bow again....

Sighing and rising from her desk, she heads outside to survey the healers doing their work. 15 men dead, and 36 wounded... Severine’s Ghosts had gone through many phases of growth and decay, much like the deceased BBHP. Now, the well-practiced healers are putting their skills to use and bringing back more of the ghastly ranges fiends that Descema was lucky enough to call her men. With their almost perfect armour and powerful compound arbalests...not many could stand before them...even in their wounded state.

“Oi! We’re off to the smiths lads and ladies! Get the wounded on the wagons and get your beautiful arses in line! The ritual is finished, and so are we here for this week.” She shouts to the men, to which she receives naught but grumbles and slow moving snarkery.