Sorry, was concentrating on the window, but I wasn't asleep.  He winks at her. He nods in understanding as he readies his bow and moves to a location that isn't near the window or the door.

 Rolf  readied his weapon, but the   door handle stopped moving..there was a scratch on the door... then quiet..

  Brie's door opened wider... she could see some  water  drip on the floor, a step or two into the room.

There has been nothing to encourage Orlin to take action other than possible murmurs from other rooms.

Rolf quietly gets out of the bed and moves to the door.  He has his dagger in his left hand, his right on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it at need.  Moving quietly to the door, he moves the door ever so slightly to peer out.  Should he see nothing, he'll move the door wider open, take a more obvious look about.

  The door  handle to Rolfs  room stops its  slow  Movement. But the time he reaches the  door, and opens it  he only see the images of the open  door, swing Lights  and  rain blowing into the open area between the   rooms.

   As those, who  open their  doors   Take a Peek, the  end door  on the  Right side of the  floor opens, Kree stpes out with His  Bow  and says,...You may all stop there...show yourselves to my friends... and you may yet  live.


 There is a snicker  or two from the Middle of the Floor area...a Melodious , yet HArsh voice  speaks  something.

  Kree turns  smoothly  and lets  an arrow  Fly, just as smooth  he  has  another Arrow  nocked  and  aimed back at the center of the room..

 The arrow  struck something it Falls  with a slight  scream... a dark red  pool of  Blood begins to grow, out lining  the  side of a Body that was  hit..the  body  squirms..the arrow   east to see wiggling about.

 ...You Red  Abominations..need to stay in your lands.. now show yourselves to my people... or  none of you will leave this building alive...if you drop your weapons.. I may even allow you to take that fool on the floor  with you...

When Kree steps out and Brie hears him speak, she looks down at the drops of water to determine the stance of the fellow and about how tall he was.

She used that brief moment of the arrow being knocked back and the man falli g to the floor to take hold of her sword in the correct form to slice across a knee or ankle if the fella ended up being taller than her estimations.  He was going to be in pain, to say the least.

 Her    swing is rewarded  with the  solid  'thunk'  and a High pitched  scream...  her  blade seems  stuck Reddish Blood    beings  to  flow over the 'struggling blade"

............

"I saw water dripping on the floor." She whispers to Laf.

"When I open the door, you aim high, I'll aim low." She whispered.

Diana nodded to Laf, her bow notched and ready.

In a two second period, she threw the door, open, and drew and fired her bow at whatever was dripping water in the hallway.

Lucy had been taking what could only be called a cat nap.  While she rested, she as also alert for sounds and smells around her.

She had left the window to her room cracked just a bit, to let the smells from the outside in.

She smelled them long before she heard them.

it took her a minute to shake off the sleepiness she had, and draw her bow and notch an arrow.

Slowly, she opened her door a peak, seeing the dripping of water, and no bodies.  At first, she didn't know what to make of it.  It made no sense.  Then, it dawned on her what was going on.

She replaced her bow, with her blade.  She looked for the closest "dripping water" and prepared to "pounce" on it.

She replaced her sword with a dagger, as it would be better for such close quarters work.

Then, there was the distraction in the hallway.  Kree stepped from his room and fired the arrow that hit ... something.

Her target was still in front of her.  She used the distraction to pounce, stabbing the dagger deep into whatever was there.  Then she used her claws to rip and tear at whatever was there.

In reply to Brie (msg # 42):

Brie scrambled to adjust her footing to take the man down if it called for it.

She looked down at the floor and if there was enough dust she'd pull the blanket from off the bed to create a dusty breeze to uncover the invisible men.

Lafisual nods, readies his bow, and then fires at the appropriate time.

At the noise of combat, Orlin sets his gear asid, clears the floor, and waits patiently with his back to the chest. His task is to guard the chest, the others can engage in combat.  He doesn't remove the wedged blade but keeps an eye on it in case something tries to remove it.

   "What do you think?"  He asks the staff.

  Orlin  heard the  sounds  and the  brief  talking..the screams of the surprised..'ambush' folks..

  the staff mumbled,...magic..of sometype.... The elf surprised them..as did the others....

........

   Brie is disappointed , it appears  The Mast is very well taken care of...  there is  blood outlining what appears to be, a right thigh..

... its  is backing away, as a Hand takes shape in the form of blood  as it grabs at the wound.

............

 Laf  and Diana  sent  shafts through the Door  way... Di's go high ( or misses   from one  side or the other)  and   hit the far  wall, next to a door.

  Laf's   Hits  something  Lower, another  surprised  scream as the shaft appears to waggle in mid air  as blood  drips  down  another leg

...........

 Lucy Leaps out from her door  she  almost misses, but her claw  digs into a shoulder and the  two go down on the  floor... an odd  sight as the  half-catfolk  rolls about  on the floor.

.............

  the  being that  Kree  Hit  had   crawled to the wall on Kree's  side.. a Hand Crossbow was left on the floor and the   shaft appeared to 'loose its  middle'.. as  the being gripped it...

 ..I would leave the Shaft in, if i were you.... Razorhawk arrows are designed to  do more damage  coming out, then going in...

  Then  he holds the bow up and draws it back,..I should think you would  want to take me up, on my offer now...

 ..you cannot see us.. you are guessing....You cannot  even tell what weapons are beign aimed at you!

 ...am I?... or is it, that i do not care?...regardless... you will not be  leaving here tonight, should i fall....maybe..even if i do not...? How much love  of the Sisters do you have..that you will roll the dice?

Brie sees the hand being coated in blood and then aims for the wrist of said hand in a swift blow.  She uses the next motion to take out the next thigh to ankle.

  Hmmm, sounds like invisibility spells.  If I open the door I have a chance of getting distracted so an unseen can slip in and pop our chest in a bag of holding before teleporting out.  I hope our new friends don't think me the coward for staying put."

Riku had fluttered around and was about to head back when she ran into what appeared to be a small spring shower on the way back to the rooms.

That's not right, she muttered to herself.  She did a detect evil and had to do a double take at what she saw.  Nearly second guessing herself, she procured her darts and bow and aimed at what appeared to be the two separate rain showers in an attempt to put it or them asleep.

Lafisual readies another arrow and tries to hit the same target he hit before unless it's clear they are going to surrender immediately.

Diana readies another arrow, firing this time to the right of where Laf fired his first arrow.

She figured that there must be multiple invisible targets. She left the one Laf had fired at to him to take care of.

Lucy stabs out with her dagger, and continues to rip and tear with her claws.  She will also even revert to her feline side and bite out at any flesh she can find.

    The scene is odd...  people rolling  about..body parts outlined in their own Blood.. and elf  with a drawn bow  aiming at the  , mostly empty floor.

 and the door  hanging open as  rain and  wind  blow  the  flickering lights  about.


  The  is a Thump at the Door, something is  lying is the door  as water pours over it, helping outline , a body with a dart stuck in its'lower back'?

 There   is another  dart that sticks in the door  frame... splashes  can be seen as  something  almost trips over the 'body'..Riku hovers out in the rain...

 Lucy... she  stabs, and  feels  the satisfactions of  warm Blood  and the gush of hot  air from an Open mouth..the breath..reeks of   burnt stone.. the Body  stops   fighting  as she  Bites into where  she  figures a neck would be..

 both  fall to the  floor..again, the blood betray's the body's  spot on the Floor.

  Diana... fires into the    Room. this time... the arrow hits  some    that would be about the  shoulder  Height of Luthien. the  arrow  is blocked  as  it seem to spin slowly around...

  Laf's  Arrow  follows  his first.. and  whomever..whatever he  hit.. falls  to the  floor..a brackish Blade appears  , not far from  the two arros  and the  legs that are   being'colored in' by the flowing blood.

 Brie's  Blade  lashes  out out, the  Hand..comes off... visible, only by the pouring of the blood..., the person screams  and  shouts in  a lilting, yet harsh  voice...  Rolf  and Luthien  wait   as they watch..

  The Voice  says,..ENOUGH.... we made a mistake.... allow us to leave as you said and...

 Kree Lets his arrow  fly, as the voice  talks.. it ends the sentence  with a gasp.. a hand becomes  slowly visible, as the others....ahhhh... well... you did not  take it when first offered, and ...like the merchants you deal with, prices   rise and fall, as need  becomes apparent... I always hated that....seeing   poor villagers pool their coppers together to buy one decent  axe, when folks like that could sell 5 of them?

 He  walks  Over Pointing to the body that now laid  quiet against the wall, Kree's  arrow being held  in a blood red  hand, that was still.....once more..some one failed to  listen to my wisdom...good thing, it was just a pile of Offal from the Red Lands?

 there are several grunts,  , Kree's Blade flashes  from its sheath.... there are at least 2 of you with no wounds.. those  that are wounded will die   soon, should you not make yourselves  appear..if you do not,,we will not aid you...

 The  Voice   that Kree has  hit with his shaft shouts  something in the odd  language .. there are sounds of  popping  caps, and drinks... people  become Visible...the bodies as well.... please....

 Kree looked down at the  fellow on the  ground, an older Red Elf..dark red skin...pale pink eyes...black hair .. he holds the shaft that kree  lodged in his side.  Kree  smiled at the arrow, he waved his blade by the elf,..This, My friend... is why i follow both the Ladies of luck... with them on either shoulder, i may take chances, none other  would...

  there were   three  dead  bodies... three wounded.. and one 'sleeping' tow  healthy   people stood.. one of the Dead  was a red Elf that Lucy killed.. as was the   one against the wall, who pulled out Kree's  arrow.

 weapons belts  dropped to the ground, as kree looked over those on their  feet, then looked back down,...your Name?

 Vizal......

  Kree nodded,...you know? Vizel...had you but took a ride out the road, you could have seen what happened  to Your Cousins...

   As if On Cue, a Bare chest Ivy stepped from his room, his Blade in his hand ..he went to the nearest  person..a  human who had no wounds, and Drove his Blade through the fellow...

  everyone the   attackers looked at Ivy whos teeth were gritted in anger... The others looked around...

 ...you said..you would  aid us/... You would allow us to leave..

 Kree looked coldly at Vizal,..you came...en force with weapons  ready and magics used... you were goign to kill us in our sleep, and steal from us?

  The other  prisoners   began to  pull closer to each other..looking at all the Arrows  around them.

 ...and?..Like your merchant friends.. you accepted  my deal, with out listening, to what i said, because you needed my good's  too badly?

 ..you said you would aid....

 ..nay, red one... i said we would not aid you, if you did not appear...i never said we would aid you..if you did...

 Vizal's eyes grew wide... there were Gasps, Clan Razorhawk's Motto..as well as that of the Crimson Arrows. Never leave a live Enemy behind You...

  Kree's  blade slashed  across Vizals throat.. the other  began to panic... Finish them... it is  time they reaped thier payment, for  crossing the Arrows....

  the Human's  tried to beg for mercy  as the Arrows  closed in............

Brie had stood and finished off what was left that no one laid claim to.

Riku flutters in drenched.  Last time I go scope out the scene for you, elf.  She waggled her finger at Brie.

Brie looked up at the small fierce finger pointed at her.  Nay, you'll still do it.  Merely due to loyalties to Him.  She nods her head back in Kree's direction.

The sprite sputtered a hmph and went to her room.

Brie looked to Kree and shrugged with a smirk.

Lafisual, looking over his handiwork and seeing the situation well in hand, moves back to the chest and takes stock of the room once again just to ensure there isn't some other unseen threat.  He draws his blade since in the case that he did find something or someone it would probably require some hand to hand action.

Orlin listens to the conversation and decides things are mostly well in hand.  He pulls the digging knife and opens his door keeping his body in it so he could feel someone trying to sneak past.  He simply watches the situation learning about these lowlanders.

Lucy rises, as she feels the body beneath her go soft, blood flowing from the neck wound.

For a moment, she feels shame.  She had reverted to her animal side, biting the neck of the enemy.

But that shame soon passed.  She watched the hallway,  Watching as bodies became visible, as the intruders were either wounded or died.  She could smell the blood in the air.  It was ... most ... satisfying.

Seeing things well in hand, she retreated back into her room.  She needed to wash up before presenting herself again.

Diana watched in surprise as the  arrow  is blocked  as  it seem to spin slowly around...

She was surprised.

She altered her stance, shifting from where she stood, to a new position, a foot away.

She rapidly, drew and fired another arrow, this time lower, more like a mid section, to an upper thigh.