Lucy was close to Ivy.  She watched the scene play out, and followed Ivy's lead.

She had removed her bow and kept it handy, just in case.

Although, truth be told, she was not looking forward to a fight in the confines of the town.  Too many guards, and innocents could get in the way.

Yet, she  also understood Kree's rage against slavers.  Still, some slavers there was little or nothing one could do about.

Other then come back at night and make a "raid" on the slave quarters, freeing as many as possible.

"Ivy, perhaps we can come back tonight and raid the place." She said to him in a low voice, so nobody else could over hear.

"We would have the advantage of both surprise and darkness.  Free all we can, and then disappear back into the darkness." She said.

Lucy was close to Ivy.  She watched the scene play out, and followed Ivy's lead.

She had removed her bow and kept it handy, just in case.

Although, truth be told, she was not looking forward to a fight in the confines of the town.  Too many guards, and innocents could get in the way.

Yet, she  also understood Kree's rage against slavers.  Still, some slavers there was little or nothing one could do about.

Other then come back at night and make a "raid" on the slave quarters, freeing as many as possible.

"Ivy, perhaps we can come back tonight and raid the place." She said to him in a low voice, so nobody else could over hear.

"We would have the advantage of both surprise and darkness.  Free all we can, and then disappear back into the darkness." She said.

  Pointing  to the lowering sun, Ivy says,..Night comes  soon, Good  Lucy. And the slaves are being kept outside the walls....This...is not  right...but then again, we are  on the fringes of the Empire...

 there were some   5  slavers near the people... the people looked  worried as the  scooted back away from the armed slavers

In reply to Ivyain Nightblade (msg # 175):

"Aye, it's not right.  That's why we use the cover of darkness to make it right.  Free the slaves, kill the slavers, and leave no witnesses behind." She said.

"Doing anything here, will only raise their alert.  Make the night's work that much harder.  Tell Kree to stand down.  There's another way." She said to Ivy.

"We will see them again tonight."

  Ivy  Frowns  as he looks at Lucy, then calls Out,..Coursin?.. A word....

 Kree stops as he see the looks on Ivy's  face... The salvers  are laughing  shouting taunts,"..That is the smart thing Pointy ear!"...."... they saved your life!"

 Kree Glared at Ivy,... there best be a damnably good reason for this.... he hissed the words out, more then he spoke them.

 Pointing to Lucy,..she has  an Idea.. maybe  wait  for   the Sun to go into its hole , the whole way?..Then Strike?

 I wanted us to travel this  night, we had more then enough rest.. we could be, well over, half way to Mok by sun climb...

 The older Grasslands  Elf  reaches them at this point...Please!.. YOu are not going to make trouble outside the MArket walls... he looked worried  and  the two guards with him looked stern.

  a flick of his Cloak had Kree's longsword pointing towards the  slaver Camp,..you allow that scum, not only to live?...... But you trade with them? You know the Empire's  laws... and by the gods you know the Elven laws..

 The  fellow tried to draw himself up straight,..According to the treaties.... The Empire's laws  end one half mile  from our side of the river...... The  Sand Folk's laws end, the same way on the other side.... he points his shaking  finger at the 3 foot high stone wall,..the wall marks  the end of  Empire law....That is why they must camp outside the MArket...

 ..and what  of Elven Law? You would  suffer these animals to not only live?.. but  earn coin? What would you do..if there were Elven folk...

 The   older  elf looked  down at the ground.

 Kree grabbed him but the robe with his  free hand, Ivy , Pulled him  back as the  guards  leveled thier spears...you have!.. You allowed them to  keep Elves, in the past!

  The   Slavers  were still taunting Kree, though thier taunts were lost for the moment, and the sandfolk could not hear the exchange, but they could see the  confrontation as the  sun's   light grew weaker.

 ..we buy elven slaves.. and free them....it keeps trade going and... The older elf's voice  was low..there was hints of sobbing...

 ..but?.. it is  just fine, to allow  human women and children to suffer in chains... be sold for ..who knows what..purpose.. because you are afraid to hurt trade?.. Use your  gods be damned head... you have the safest passage in the  grasslands.... you can have  goods from both sides, funneled safely... and yet you choose to allow slavers to breath, because of a few coins?

 One of the guards lowered his spear tip,... they have made threats of raids....

 Kree glared at the guard,..Then let them raid...Merchants will be happy to know that slavers  die here...because if slavers die..so do bandits... and behind you..you have Ironmound dwarves, along with your own people?

 THe  guard  just looked away.. the other  was  still ready...The older elf  said in a tired tone,..the laws of protection  still bind us, as they have come to trade, they just are not allowed to  sell..or buy..slaves in our  market..Unless we buy elves from them...

 ... so?  You are telling slaves, they can sell elves... TO ELVES!!

 the Older ZMerchant steps back at the shouted words.

 Kree looks at the guards,..the Empires laws end at the wall...aye?... and the   Sandfolk's  Laws only take effect on the other  side of the river.. so? That would seem  to me.. THat Arrow's Laws are in effect..since they follow us, where ever we go? Are you and your  fellow guards, willing to die, to protect slavers?

 The Guards look at each other and Kree  nods to the one who had Pout down his spear point,.. You go.. you tel the other guards and such.. that slavers have no  law of protection here.. in..or outside the wall.. and if there are slaver  folk in your market... either take the prisoner, or.. force them to leave.. but that pack there?

 he points with his blade again,..Die....

 Ivy    Nods with a frown  as he nocks an arrow.. Both Guards  head off towards the  Market.. the old fellow looks at Kree and  asks,...why?

 ..because.. there are folk out there, who will not be saved... and  will suffer and die as slaves... hoping, that someone will  save them.... I cannot...will not... let a pack of vermin like this live...

 The older  fellow  tries to sound stern,..but?  might not they  have  spouses..children and homes?... did you think of that?

 Kree said,..the difference is this.... They chose thier deaths.. slaves..have  their forced upon them.. Kree turned to face the Camp again.. the taunts were flying  even more.. one of the slavers  even belted a slave who said  something  with the back of hus gaunleted hand..
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  as Kree  began to step towards the  slaver Camp once more, the older fellow looked at Ivy,..he is mad!.. he will not listen to reason!

   Ivy's eyes were already  searching for the best target, for his first arrow,..Slavers  raided our village.. Killed my intended and our child... Killed our  mother  and our  'mentor'..and  stole our sister, among others....we joined The Black hunt.. killed slavers..lost people, killed more slavers..we  found the Slaver lord's  home a few Miles outside of Engar...we only have  6 elves with us.. 3 from the Trace Wood... we freed slaves.. Killed ths slaves who have become..'loyal' to thier masters...and were armed and such..... But they were lucky... There is a clan of golins that travel about.. They called themselves the Wind Clan, as they travel where ever they can go, but harm no one..unless they are attacked.... Kree had made a deal with them.. he turned the slaver's  wife and daughters over to the Goblins for thier...'sport'.. and he made the Slave lord watch.. when the Goblins were done, they took the women and a fair shair of treasure  and left...vowing to be our allies if we should come across them... The  Slaver Lord was  staked to  the   wall of his dining room, and the building set on fire ..so?.. aye.. you could say, Kree is a bit mad... but? Only when it comes to slavers...
 Ivy brought up his bow, and gave the  older merchant a sidelong glance,..and?.. those who aid them.....

 The older  merchant  scurried away.
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   Orlin follows quickly and snags the older Elf by the cloak as he starts to leave and says between clenched teeth.  "I am goin ta turn into something big and mean to deal with these men.  Any who attack me are likely to die.  I don't suggest you let any good people attack me."

   He walks back to Kree thumping his staff on the ground with each step, and with each thump The staff flashes and a seal is broken until there is only one left.

Diana watched the process play out.  She slowly drew her bow, and notched it.  There would be killing now.

She targeted one of the slavers, aiming center mass.

Lucy was a bit disappointed that Kree chose to attack now.  Raiding the slavers at night would have been a good plan.

But he was commander, and she followed orders.

She drew her bow, notched an arrow, taking aim at a slaver.

this would have been so much easier at night.

Lafisual is roused a bit from his thoughts and readies an arrow.

  Taunts  from the slaver  Camp  began to  die  down.. the   sun was  just a sliver as the shadow seemed to  roll across the  lands.

    Kree did not Bother  with his  bow, his Blade  was  out as he strode with Purpose.

 Two slavers    were running to the Camp site, carrying items they have  purchase  as they seemed surprised ( scared)

 Orlin was  close to  Kree ..  Ivy had  Fanned out  Keeping his targets  in sight.. two.. that he had  picked out...


  the others  formed  a  battery of bows...


 The  Man with the Gaunlet  seemed Concerned,... if not in disbelief...

 ..How does it  feel?...... You thought you were safe... instead.. you are about to die..HOW DOES IT FEEL!!!

 The Mad elf  ran forward.. The Gaunleted man Turned...RUN!...TO THE SHIP!...

 When the  fellow said that, Ivy  cast a   quick Grin at  Lucy... then loosed  an arrow. The fellow ontop the  cart with a Crossbow, ws hit, and  fell from the top... whether he lived or not.. known

  four slavers ran  down the slight slope  towards the river... near some   thickets  was a one masted   ship.. there was a flurry of activety

  One feloow  charge d Kree with a wicked  looking  Pike , his teeth whiet aganst his skin...  two more charged  Orlin... The  slaves  were  cheering.. the guards at the market...watched.

In reply to slaver (msg # 183):

At the last minute, Lucy ditched her bow, and drew her blade.  She charged one of the slavers, attacking with a hiss and a growl.

Her blade flashed with one had, and her claws with the other.  She head butted the slaver she had targeted, before going in for the kill.

Diana fired her first arrow at one of the fleeing slavers.

She fired her first arrow at the legs of one of the fleeing slavers, taking her time and firing a second arrow into a shoulder.  A third arrow was aimed for the abdomen, and then a fourth arrow into the chest.

She took her time with each arrow.  This was personal, and it wasn't every day one could play with killing a slaver.

When that slaver as dead, she turned to the next target, also taking her time in killing him with four arrows.  One to each leg, one to the stomach and finally one to the chest.

   The Slavers fell.... to be fair.. they thought they were, indeed safe... and figured the mouthy Elf, was put in his place by his brothers...

     then  the daft fellow charged... and the Bowmen lined up.. it wasn't  until thier comrade fell from the wagon.. and the big fellow  shouted.. that fear Gripped them.

  The  Fellow   that came  for  Kree had the elf dead to  rights.. the  nasty looking pike point centered on the elf's  chest,  but the  elf merely turned  sideways, a slash of the  gleaming long sword took the man's   right hand.. he  Dropped the Pike screaming at the stub...  and Kree was gone..  leaping over   bedrolls  and crates of goods

  A fellow  fell with a third arrow struck him... he Kree could hear Lucy's attack sound  as she   fell to the  ground  rolling close to the camp with  the one slaver who had a bow ready

  the other  two  men closed in on Orlin..

 halfway to the river's  edge was the  Gauntleted man.. behind him 3  other  slavers  running as they cast looks over their shoulders..

 the  ship was raising its  sail..at least 4 men on the deck with crossbows.

   Orlin swung his great staff, but rather than engaging the slavers, he swung in a great arc at ankle level sweeping their feet out from under them.  Before they had hit the ground, he had spun back around and was in lion form.  His great claws hooked around their shoulders blades through their clothing and he sprang onto the air beating his wings with all his strength.  It wasn't easy with the weight of two full grown humans but soon he was high enough that they were dead if he dropped them.

  the  other ships that were   along the shore set up thier own sailors  and  such  to keep the slavers  away from thier ships.

  Kree was   gaining easily on the  gauntlet man .. another  slaver fell with  arrows placed in parts of  his body.. there was  only the leader and one other  trying to make the ship.. the leader was  screaming for them to way Anchor..

  Some creature   held  two screaming slavers  above the Ground  as they scruggled..   Ivy   ran a few  yards and aimed  for a sailor  who was  drawing to draw up the anchor.. two  sailors  came  running  down the gangplank aiming at the  charging  Elf..

 Lucy had  finished off her  slaver and looked  around. the camp was empty exept  for the slaves.. and two slavers that the guards held at spear point.

Lafisual moves up to find a shot at one of the crossbow users on the ship.

  The "creature" flew above the slaver ship and forcibly threw the slavers at the men on the slaver ship who had the crossbows.  I imagine it would be difficult to aim with your buddies slamming into you or the deck around you with concussive force.  If the crossbowmen are sufficiently distracted, the winged lion should be able to pounce on them tearing them to shreds.

 Bodies fell  screaming..either  in pain or fright...or both. They slammed into the harwood  deck, splattering   the wood, and a few sailors..

 The Crowwbowmen near the ramp looked around, then Up.. at the   Flying  creature...

  Laf's  arrow caught  another crossbowman  near the Bow, who fell into the water... his Blood , calling to the serpents  as he  tried to  get back to shore.

Change in plans.  The monster dives to gain spead along the ship then cuts sharply above the deck snagging the man who is pulling up the anchor...somone else to throw at the deck from a safe distance.
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Luthien prefers close quarters, but that doesn't seem possible at the moment. So he picks off fleeing slavers as they go, one arrow after another.

Lafisual continues looking for targets.

  The Gauntleted  Man stopped, for a breath  as he people rained from the Sky. He watched the creature  grab another  one... even as  screams  from the water came to him,  as smaller serpents had  arrived  to feed.

  The people from the other Boats  had  weapons ready... white humans from down  the coast...more  dark skinned folk from the sands.. or , perhaps up river.. they neither lent  aid to the slavers.. nor aided the Arrows.

  Laf found  One  feloow trying to get  to a  small hatch below  decks.. his arrow caught the fellow's  shoulder, but he slipped under the hatch

   Orlin continues to clear the deck saving the guantlet man for Kray.  When there are almost no soldiers present he lands causing the scow to rock, and seems unsteady on his feet for a moment.  He will not however allow the man to go below decks, blocking him without attacking.

   Kre   slowed his  approach... again, he seemed not the slightest bit worried about other   slavers, trusting in his comrades to take care of them.. The    'leader' stepped onto the  ship  as it Bucked and swayed.. there was  one  wounded fellow, that Laf had brought  down with a shaft to the thigh.

   the fellow in the water  stopped  sreaming, but the  splashes in the water,  told anyone that the smaller  serpents  were enjoying their mean ,away from the Bigger   cousins.

  Ivy  moved up stream a bit his bow  still focused on the slaver ship. he called to the HUmans who were on the first ship,..If you are not slavers? You have no fear from us. If you are slavers.. you better kill us now....

  a Man in a  leather  waistcoat waved off his guards,  , he walked to the stern of  his  ship  to watch the  goings on.

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

 The Sand  folk, who had   the next two ships behind the slaver  vessel.. looked a bit worried... the last one in line  was  calling its people to  board.

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

 The Leader , who was a bit mouthy before.. looked  frightened... he looked about his ship.....You...You have not the Right!....this is free lands.. no laws  from the Sands.. no laws from the Empire.... Just.. trade laws...
 Kree looked over the deck a moment before he crossed the  gangplank. his Blade  still  ready.

 ...so?.. if you are a slaver.. or even.... an ordinary Bandit... You see a little farmstead.. of Patch Houses..or..a small caravan... you pounce on them..no matter where they 'laws' reach.... I am the counter balance to that.... I....and my comrades... pounce on any we find who are..the dark sort...The gods like that, you see... The Sisters..love it...keeps   luck flowing each way..Good luck for the slaves that i found you...bad luck for you..that i did..