Julie
*As Idrid blocks the bolt and arrow with his armor and shield, before he could start charging the leaner elf, he would feel a sharp pain in his left ankle. Looking down he would realize what was the 2nd thing the eared elf shot. These damn elves and their coated projectiles. You could feel the tingling sensation in your leg once more, but would be able to close some of the distance between yourself and the leaner elf. However the two elves didn't seem worried and would backtrack/move forward accordingly to keep him a safe distance away and prepare their next volley. At this point it would seem they've accepted they can't straight out knock him down as neither of their weapons could deliver a finishing blow. Thus it would be a battle of attrition. It would be a race against time in whether they bring Idrid down before he could get to them. Under normal circumstances it would be a cinch since it seemed Idrid was faster than both of them, but this poison of theirs was tilting the battle in their favor*

*Almann would start to pull away at left arm, but looking back he would suddenly notice that there was manacles around his wrists as well that were attached to the cage, meaning even if he got the chains around his arms off his wrists would still be stuck to the cage. If he decides to continue to pull though, he would feel tremendous pain, but he would be able to pop his right shoulder, causing the chains to droop a bit and give him some, but not much, wiggle room. The scholar elf would be getting on the horses at this point and seemed set to start moving forward*
William
*Idrid had to make this fast. He switches targets, now heading for the scholarly elf, and roars, so that he'll catch the attention of it. Hopefully the Macen wakes up to do stuff*
Thi
_Almann catches the scream fast in his throat. He's gonna need alcohol after this. The infirmary bill too is going to be massive..._

_He tenses up his left arm, pulling the chains toward his body by pushing outwards with his left arm. This is to position the dislocated arm unnaturally closer to his body so he has enough room to push the chains over his head and gently set them down..._

```Current mana: 20.5```
Julie
*Idrid's roar would spook the horses at the very least, forcing the scholar to attempt to calm them. However upon seeing you rush toward him, he would raise his hand out and a dome like barrier would surround him, stopping you from reaching him. However, as Idrid had forsaken his attention on the leaner and eared elf, he would feel a barrage hit the back of his armor. The bolt and the 2 arrows would continue to dent away at it, but thankfully it would seem they were thrown off by him charging at the scholar, so they couldn't target any of his weak points. However the ankle that was hit by an arrow would start to lose sensation, making it hard to walk and run, but at least he was in melee distance of the scholarly elf even if he couldn't hit him due to the barrier*

*Almann would attempt to squeeze the chains away from his body, and although it was painful, he would succeed. That would only leave the manacles that were binding his wrists to the bar in the cage, the chains around his legs, and chain around his neck.*
William
*Idrid would raise both his shield and his mace, and slam them against the barrier. He needs to get this barrier down-oh wait Almann's out. Hopefully he can help kill the scholarly elf*
```5 mana regained, 30/80 mana remaining```
Thi
_Almann was parched. Good thing he had a flask..._

_He bends forward to grab the top of the flask with his teeth, in the left side of his robe, and pop off the cork by holding the body of the flask facing upwards in his arm-pit, and yanking the cork up with his teeth. He take a couple of healthy gulps before the next part so as to dull the pain._

_Should this succeed, he would bite down on the side of the flask, tipping it over to the liquid spills on his left hand/wrist. Perhaps this could act as a lubricant to get him out?_

_Once this is done, he would pull forward with his left arm (not suddenly) and shape his fingers close together in an attempt to get the hand free of the shackle attached to the cage._
Julie
*The barrier would dim upon impact from Idrid's shield, and his follow up swing with his mace would shatter it. The scholarly elf would look at Idrid with terror in his eyes, raising his feeble arms meekly as if surrendering.*

"L-look, I-I give up! Please don't kill me!" *He would plead*

*Idrid would then feel a sharp pain on both his elbows and his tail. Looking behind him he would see the two ranged elves had readjusted their aim and were able to hit the weak points in his armor. He would feel a tingly sensation start to spread from them, but for now he still had movement. The two elves though would look upset, realizing what was going to happen to their comrade*

*Almaan would attempt to bend forward but the chain around his neck would not allow for him to lean forward enough to grab his flask. He could still attempt to squeeze his hands through the manacles however, albeit it would be at the risk of tearing his flesh and fracturing some of his hand bones and the tremendous pain that would come with it*
William
*Idrid grabs the scholarly elf by the jaw and slams him on the ground. He steps on the elf's hands, crushing them as well as applying immense pressure to his jaw. Oh well. They would eventually run out of poison, and it wouldn't affect him forever.*
Marcus
"I will show you the same mercy as you did my kind."
Thi
_Damn it all. I'll try something different then._

_He wedges/places his oddly bent right shoulder in between the bars on his right. He twists his body forward in an attempt to put the shoulder back in the socket._

_Should this be successful, he clears his throat and spits out a wad of phlegm on the base of his thumb. Fucking disgusting, but necessary if he didn't want to do too much damage..._

_He attempts now to pull his right hand through shackles, biting his tunic once again in an attempt to cope with the pain._
Julie
*The scholarly elf would have his head slammed into the ground and his hands crushed by Idrid's massive body. However it wouldn't seem like the elf would hear Idrid's remark as his eyes had rolled back and was foaming from the mouth. It would seem Idrid's head slam was very effective, it not excessively so. He would start to feel sensation return to his leg, but his elbows and tail would go limp. He would then feel a barrage of hits against the back of his neck, granted none would pierce through, but the armor was certainly starting to lose some of its integrity, but seemed like it could handle 2-3 more barrages in the same location before breaking down. The elves seemed to be focusing on one spot of Idrid's armor trying to break it down enough for their arrows to pierce through.*

*Almaan would feel a sharp pain as he popped his shoulder back in place. His body would be sweating tremendously due to the pain, but this would seem to help him in what he was about to do. Using his phlegm along with his sweat, he is able to pull his hand through the manacles with only a few painful fractures across his right hand.*
William
*Idrid would turn to the other elves. He couldn't move his elbows well, so raising his shield wasn't an option. Although, he could always block exposed areas with Steel Skin. He starts to charge at the two elves, casting steel skin.*
```10 mana regained 20 spent, 20/80 mana remaining```
Thi
_His hand hurt to move. But he needed the damn booze. He reaches inside the left of his tunic for the flask. He opens it with his hand and teeth (painfully) and takes a good couple swigs of the drink._

_He wraps the chain around the bars and through a loop using his neck chain, using the leverage from both the makeshift chain pullet on the cage door, his neck shackle chain, and the chain attached to his right arm to snap open the door and the shackles keeping him attached to the cage._

_He casts 'Bronze Heels' on himself and pull out a steel dagger, going after the big eared elf of the two._

```This cost Almann 12.5 mana, leaving him with 23 left. This increases his speed from 21 mph -36 mph. The lower base is because of his injuries. Five turns have passed. Regen is accounted for.```
Julie
*After charging the lean elf Idrid would finally be in melee range. The lean elf would look annoyed but also smirk. He would drop his crossbow and pull out a vial and swallow it and with his arm pull out a whole bag filled with 6 of those dust pouches. There would be a glint of haughtiness in his eyes as he grinned*

"Did you actually think I was stupid enough to yell out loud how limited my arsenal is?" *And would throw it straight into the ground, causing a huge dust cloud to envelope the two of you*

*As for Almaan, he would have to spend the turn closing the distance between himself and the eared elf. He would at least not notice you as of the moment as he let loose 2 more arrows at Idrid's massive frame as it was still visible within the dust cloud, aiming for his weak spots as his steel skin would've run out. However the elf's ears would twitch and start to slowly turn around and be shocked to see you running toward him*

"Wha-how-why? This is ridiculous! Don't you two pathetic life forms know when to give up!"
William
*As the elf brings out the bags and throws them, Idrid's head is descending. Despite the rising dust, he's still able to somewhat see and predict where the elf will be, and bites him, his jaws enveloping the elf's head and upper torso. He also casts Steel Skin yet again, his teeth now being metallic, and the arrows rendered useless. Although, he does feel the effect of the poison, moreso than before, though not as much if he hadn't made his skin steel*

```5 mana regained? 20 mana spent, 5/80 mana remaining```
Thi
_Almann fires off a 'Stone Fist' at the elf, trying not to give him enough time to fire off another volley of arrows. He plans to finish this quick._

```A 'Stone Fist' was launched at the big eared elf. Used 3.75 mana. 16.25 mana left.```
Julie
*Opening his mouth would allow the dust to fill his mouth and would invoke a very strong gag reflex given its concentration, forcing Idrid to vomit all over the elf, preventing him from closing his mouth. The lean elf would be disgusted by this, but seeing how he was in danger, he would use his quick body to roll out of the way of Idrid's mouth*

"Fucking disgusting animal..." *He would mutter as he wiped his face and shook his arms and clothes of all the vomit*
 
*Idrid would start to feel very dizzy and nauseated and would have trouble even standing up straight as he was unable to find his center of balance due to the poison. However, his steel skin would at least activate and he would feel two arrows ping off him*

*As for Almamn, he would fire a rock fist at the eared elf but he would summon a dome around himself, protecting himself from the attack. He would then poke his arms through the barrier and let loose 2 arrows, one for Almann's chest and another at this leg. They would be difficult to dodge given the distance and would likely have to resort to a defensive spell to protect himself just like the elf did to against 'Stone Fist'. The elf would yell out*

"Why do you try so hard? Can you not accept your fate as lesser life form? You could've been resting peacefully in that cage, but now I'm going to have to fill your body with arrows once more"
William
*Fuck. Big mistake. Idrid isn't able to stand well, so he gets on 3 limbs, swinging his mace along the ground followed up by his tail. Hopefully Almann has better luck*
Thi
_Almann would turn sideways once more to make himself a smaller target, transferring the dagger to his left hand and facing his right side towards the elf._

_Almann continues to move forward nonetheless._
Julie
*The lean elf would leap surprisingly high, though he was the leaner one of the group, and jump onto Idrid's back, escaping both his fail and mace swing. He would pull out two stilettos and attempt to bring them down into Idrid's neck where the dents were, denting them even further but still not piercing through. He would click his tongue irritation but would look down on you smirking*

"Well would you look that? You make for a fine horse after all"

*Almann would turn sideways and cause the arrow aiming for his leg to zip past him, but the one aimed for his chest would hit his shoulder. Thankfully it was reinforced with his earth macen heritage but it hurt like hell, but it would seem the bone prevented the poison from entering his bloodsteam. Almann would now be in melee range except the barrier would still be in the way, blocking him from attacking for now. The eared elf would look irritated but seeing how you couldn't reach him just yet due to the barrier, he would fire 2 more arrows at this near point-black range, one for Almann's eye and another for his throat*
Thi
_Almann had to think fast, he couldn't move out of the way with his body... He'd have to shift his head maybe? Perhaps he could make it in time..._

_Almann curls his head down with his chin stuck to his chest, and the top of his head facing the big eared elf in addition to curling his back slightly forward to lower his head a small bit. Macen bones are strong after all. He backs away and takes the arrow out of his shoulder while doing this._
William
*The elf forgot one thing. Idrid has a tail. It would rise up and stab the elf's groin, reinforced by steel skin. His right hand lets go of his mace and attempts to grab the stunned elf*
Julie
*Almaan would dip his head-in and tilt it forward at the last second. It would keep the arrows from his his vitals but the arrows would hit the top of his head and and forehead accordingly. His head would feel tremendous pain as the arrow sunk into the bone and to say the least they would certainly leave scars. Also unlike his shoulder which had extra bone protruding outside of his skin, these arrows would make contact with his bloodstream and he would feel the top portion of his head/face start to feel tingly. However the barrier would finally be down and Almann would be able to pull out the arrow from his shoulder. The eared elf seeing that the barrier was now gone, would now opt for melee, putting away his bow and pull out two daggers and rush toward Almann*

*The elf didn't seem to forget that Idrid had a tail, though he would be surprised about the coordination Idrid would have despite being dizzy and nauseated to attempt to hit something he couldn't see. However, it was because of this that the elf would have more than enough time to jump off Idrid's back and out of his arms' and tail's reach before running around with his quick body to attempt to stab Idrid's eyes through the armor slits with the stilettos*
William
*As the elf jumps off of his back, Idrid grabs his mace again. He stands up and swings his mace to the left before bringing upwards above his head, before bringing it down.*
```Was supposed to gain mana the turn before, 5 regained, 10/80 remaining```
Thi
_Almann grabs both arrows with his right hand and rips them out. Damn that hurt. Good thing he had his booze._

_Almann grabs another steel dagger from his robe and runs to meet the big eared elf in combat. He waits to get close to the elf, only to throw his torn robe top straight at him in an attempt to distract him for a moment._
Julie
*The lean elf being quicker than Idrid would slide under his swing to the left, and dive out of the way as he brings it down. The elf would let out a sigh realizing this was going to be a tiresome battle where either the elf slipped up and got crushed by a heavy blow, Idrid's defenses' whittle down to the point of defeat. However the elf knew that the spell Idrid used wouldn't last forever. Thus he opted to keep on moving staying far enough from Idid's reach to give him enough time to react and dodge if necessary. Once the spell ran out, he would return to the offense once more*

"Let's see how long you can keep this up you giant lizard" *He would taunt*

*Almaan would be in tremendous pain from all the wounds he had accumulated as he pulled the arrows out he would feel the poison activating and his upper-face would lose sensation, causing his eyelids to droop and cover his eyes, blinding him. He would still be able to throw his robe and hear the elf take a moment to rip through it, but couldn't see anything to take advantage of it.*

*Almann would feel death approaching. If he didn't take advantage of this moment right now, with his current injuries and lack of sight, he would be finished. Almann would likely be envious of the eared elf and how good his hearing was, but would be too proud to admit it. Rather he would force himself to be better than that damn elf, he wasn't going to let his lack of sight be the end of him. Thus, he would put all his focus solely on his sense of hearing. Perhaps by some miracle or raw dedication, he would then be able to make out the general direction of the elf and how he was moving by the sound of his footsteps and the robe being torn. He just might be able to take advantage of this after all*
Marcus
"You test my endurance. You will not live to see the end of it."
William
*This battle was taking a while. The elf was far more agile than he, but his armor had defended him for a while. This needed to end. All he needed was the elf to slip up once. He rose up to his full height, and readied his shield and mace*
Marcus
"Come at me, puny elf"
Thi
_Sound. Sound? He could hear it. He'd outdo them in everything. He'd surpass them all to protect the ones he wished to protect. This elf would be the first of many in his way..._

_His eyelids wont open. No problem. Calm breathing and concentration. The booze was able to slow his heart rate enough to make hearing the footsteps of the elf easier. Good._

_He'd take advantage of the elf, he thinks he has the upper hand, but Almann will know when he's coming. He stumbles back, just to create an effect of helplessness, and waits for the opportunity to strike._
Julie
*The leaner elf would smirk, seeing that Idrid's steel skin would have now worn off and charges forward, sliding between Idrid's lets as he had now gotten up and attempts to thrusts both stilettos into his Achilles heel where there was a gap in the armor*

"You've asked for it!" 

*The eared elf would run forward and Almaan could hear a something, likely his dagger flying for his neck while the elf himself seemed to be lunging forward aiming for your gut, but you can tell he has focused solely on going on the offense having fallen for your act*

"This is the end macen! You had your chance to live as a slave, now you may die a free animal!"
Thi
_Almann could roughly remember how tall the elf was. Judging how by close he is, he could figure out where to hit him. First was the knife flying towards his neck though..._

_Almann drops the knives in his hands, and uses his right hand as a shield for his neck (keeping it a good 2-3 inches from the skin). He uses his left hand/forearm to intercept the dagger going for his gut. Hopefully the bastard's dagger goes into and through his hand._

_If the dagger goes into his left hand, he'd use the moment to headbutt the big eared elf if he is within range._
William
*As the elf slides between his legs, the elf may have slipped up. As the elf slides, Idrid's tail lashes out, intercepting the elf mid-slide by the neck, wrapping around it and lifting the elf up and away from his body*
Julie
*Almaan would feel the dagger sink into his right hand that was aimed for his throat, having positioned it just in time. The gut thrust would also pierce his left arm. His body was in pain and frankly his body was a complete mess. The boss seriously didn't send enough people for this operation, but at least you were getting the chance to kick some elf ass. You couldn't see the elf's expression but you got the feeling he was surprised and as you thrust your head forward you would hear a loud crack from both of your skulls as you both fall to the ground. Almann would start feeling himself losing conscious again, but not from the poison, but rather exhaustion and pain. He could only hope his last blow was enough to take down the elf at least as his mind drifted away into nothingness* 

*The lean elf would slice both of Irdid's achilles tendon causing his legs to buckle in on themselves, but the elf did in fact slip up as he had though Idrid would flinch from the pain instead of remain on the offense and would thus have his neck wrapped up by his tail and be lifted from the ground. The lean elf would not go up helplessly though, seeing the situation, he would would start thrusting the stilettos between the gaps on his tail in an attempt to weaken the muscles*