Al
~~yeah sorry about dying~~
Clifton
*Once Eliaz advanced enough, he would thrust towards Ein's legs. He didn't expect much, but was mostly just probing for information. A shield and sword had few advantages over his specific style, so it was just time to figure out reactions to specific strikes... And rely on his own quick judgements, if she made counters.*
Arthur
*She did her quick pivot, moving in canted to him for a strike, doing a pointed strike to his face with both sword and shield. You may ask, how'd she deal with the sword? She kinda... Stepped on it with her foot... That should be sufficient honestly... Or not?*
Clifton
*Eliaz would quickly duck down, his loose grip on the Waister allowing him to not be jerked off balanced by the bold move. Spinning the dagger in his off hand, he'd begin thrusting up at her torso with it... ~~having dodged the strike?~~*
Arthur
*With her... Gen speed, she brought her... Shield down to... Smack the dagger away if possible. Of course, if possible, she'd make the attempt to lock the dagger hand. With that done, pointing the sword at his face*
Clifton
*Of course Ein was fast enough to move her shield to block, but she ended up blocking nothing as the dagger thrust was feinted. What he truly prepared for was her aiming the sword at his face... Clashing the dagger blade with it. With his strength in his knees and now, he'd go for a shoulder bash into her shield.*
Arthur
*Making an attempt at a shoulder bash into the shield would cause her to change her grip on her sword to a reverse grip, moving away from the shield bash. When completed, she made the attempt to bash her shield into his face... Nothing much to be said*
Clifton
*Ein would make a possibly costly mistake in this moment... As she was still ~~maybe?~~ keeping her foot upon his Waister. As he slammed into the shield with his shoulder, the force she put behind the bash effectively canceled it out. Eliaz would then tighten his grip on the hilt of his Waister and pull it back toward him.* 

~~if she's not stepping on it then rip, don't focus on that detail~~
Arthur
*She quickly made distance, taking the Big Castle Guard (Mórcáisedh Gaírd), which saw her take a forward pose, her sword pointing down and her shield in front of her. 

Of course, distance was made... Decently well as she wasn't exactly.. The slowest of many*
Clifton
*Eliaz shrugged his shoulders, feeling some pain in his left shoulder now that it was effectively slammed into a metal wall.*

"Your frame hides some surprising strength, I'll give you that."

*After stating it rather calmly, he'd then assume his stance yet again... Body facing parallel to her, knees bent, sword forward, dagger at side... And he'd close in on the gap between them.*
Arthur
*She adjusted herself to a lower guard of unknown name. Most likely a family technique. Anyways, shield on the dagger side and sword on sword side. Wonder who's winning this fight?*
Clifton
*At least she had plenty of options... But how many of them could work effectively? It was a gamble but most soldiers and killers would get overwhelmed if their enemy continually changed their fighting styles mid battle.*

*Once he had gotten close enough, Eliaz this time went for a overhead swing with the Waister. The lower hit put him in a tough spot, but he was able to get out of it... What would the strange fighter do this time?*
Arthur
*With the sword on her sword side, she went for a redirect to above him, assuming he wouldn't be able to stop the sword and pull it back for a strong enough strike to count for anything.

With her shield, she crowded his other hand, placing her foot around his other foot and... Pushing. This would all occur in a clean movement... Or at least try to occur in one*
Al
~~what exactly just happened with the shield part~~

~~okay that's what i thought~~
Clifton
*While his sword strike was redirected and made useless in the upcoming moments, he'd use the crowding of his dagger to hitch the hilt around the edge of the shield. Pushing the shield aside, he'd take his back foot and go in to slam his knee into Ein's gut.*
Al
~~I think that makes sense?~~
Arthur
*He... Kneed her cuirass. Not exactly nice if you like your knees. Of course it'd hurt, but she'd keep fighting. As he creeped his dagger around her shield, she locked his dagger hand, pulling it and pushing his not kicking foot away. Same thing she did with Theron! Kinda like father and son*
Clifton
*Assuming that he could get caught off-balance soon, quickly drawing back his right leg that had hit her cuirass. Pivoting off his foot being pushed away, he'd dig his right heel back into the ground to keep balance. Solving that small issue, but likely setting up more problems, he would then continue to clash his Waister with her arming sword...*
Arthur
*She locked his sword hand this time, effectively immobilizing both of his hands. Now what is Ein going to do? Is she...

1 - Going to lock both legs and pull back? 

2 - Going to lock both legs and pull back?

3 - Lock both legs and pull back?

If you chose 1, you are CORRECT! She took her pushing leg again, jamming it down to the side, locking both legs (aka putting them behind it) and pulling back to pull him off his feet!*
Clifton
*Eliaz would fall with grace rather suddenly, managing to just plop down on his arse. His dagger would have fallen to the side, as he sat there and sighed to himself. He didn't seem to have much fight left in him, possibly satisfied by everything he'd seen... So he just weakly raised one hand in surrender.*

"Well refined and solid defense... Although I assume something's given you a large fear of offense. Possibly reprimanded for some failed attack, and it was capitalized on fully."
Arthur
"I'm not trained to be aggressive. I'll only fight if I have to defend something I love."

*And with honour, she put her hand out to pull him up. She did have a reason why she didn't attack someone fully. You may ask, why? Well, it's a long story.*
Clifton
"Aye, and you make comment to it persistently... But you've proven yourself to me and I can't ignore that."

*He would take her hand and use Ein to get himself to his feet. She could see that he was upset with the outcome... But what that meant was up in the air.*

"I'll believe what you've said this day and allow you to be close to him. With all that you say and do... You know we will both suffer if either of us were to fail."
Arthur
"Just do as he recommends and prepare for an attack. Be in the protection of a noble, or not. What you do isn't my job. Talk to Theron about a plan, I'll... Be taking myself back in"

*She said, leaving the man to... Go back into the house. Wonder what'd occur now? She beat Theron's dad... Hmmmmmm*
Leonard
*White. White as far as the eye can see. White with the snow, white with the chilling air, white with the precipitation that even still falls forth as the cold of the season drags further on. The Emperor's Snowstorm, a sudden winter event that swept up the entirety of the Salvainian Empire, casting the region into a curse of cold, a nightmare of winter, a seemingly endless trap of subzero torture. Not only does the cold harshly and brutally sweep through the landscape, it brings a long a host of invaders and uninvited 'guests.' Amongst these guests include many different abominable primates, more commonly known as a Yeti. Tearing through the defenseless villages and towns of the unprepared, the Yetis and the minions that plagued the other world would now infect this one with their murderous blight. Proximal to Theron, Eins, and Oshikuru, there would be an encampment with these creatures in a white forest nearby. The roar of the beast could be heard for miles around as it dined on the bodies of those foolish enough to meet its path. It definitely doesn't seem like it plans on leaving anytime soon, however.*
Arthur
*Dressed in her garments, a specific Ein proudly trudged through the snow. She was armed with her Claymore and other weapons. Behind her, her kilt swung from behind, the excess having been pulled up to make a sort of sash. 

She seemed to be completely fine in this weather. Just a bit chilly assuming that it wasn't... Like -30 or smthing. If it was -30 I'm sure we'll have more troubles than a couple of Yetis

She was accompanied by her partner in both adventures and romances. Who you may ask? Well it was Theron! Her lover she supposes?*
Al
*Theron trudged through the snow, doing his best to not get snow blind from their surroundings. It was quite the request, having to hunt down a yeti. From what he's heard they were quite fearsome... So they would have to be prepared.*

*Apparently the man who helped / hindered Ein before was on the quest too. It was rather worrying... Since you know... He brought that death threat to them. Theron will have to keep his guard up this entire quest.*

"I'm assuming that is the encampment of the Yeti up ahead. We should be prepared, I've read that they can reanimate corpses and freeze one's bones solid."
Hollie
*Well. Snow. Not the best environment, but at least it wasn't rain. It didn't bother him too much. Oshikuru would walk in the camp, the air clouded by the blizzard, only identifiable by his blood red armor. His sword would be by his side, two long, slender bones strapped to his back, as well as a thicker femur of the same length*

*He was quite mad from the previous quest. All he was able to do was rip into the side of an abomination and kill it with a glaive to the skull. He wasn't able to do anything against the giant bone cow. He may have spent too much time fighting the wight. Stupid undead. Can't just die after a glaive through the heart. He didn't care about gold this time, all he wanted was to kill something. And maybe get a cool helmet while he was at it. He also had yet to try roasted yeti. Interesting.*

*He would notice a short woman dressed in what seemed like a thick, patterned skirt and a shirt. She wielded a large sword and other various weapons. He remembered who she was, but not quite the name. Her companion, actually shorter, was dressed in some kind of leather armor, although it was difficult to see in the snow. He could make out a bow and a sword. Seemed like he was decent at fighting as well*
Jennie
"Well hello there! Uhh..." *He would look at EinEin, trying to remember her name* "I don't know your name, so I shall call you small woman. And you shall be small man! That would make you..." *He would scratch his head* "Small couple?"
Arthur
"I don't think you have reason to talk to us so casually. I'm here as a worker and not a friend"

*She said, drawing her claymore. She just did this because... Well she prefers to do it before anything happens as... Well, it's generally easier to have your sword drawn before the fight. Kinda saves time, albeit not a lot of time, but it does. 

Wonder how long they've been travelling? Have the been travelling long? I'm unsure. But all I know is that Ein looks closer to Theron than she started.*
Al
"Yes, hello there. I'm assuming you've been sent on the quest to hunt the yeti as well? It shouldn't have encamped too far from here, I think."

*Theron would take time to search the area with his* ***Special eyes*** *, as Ein was cofused on watching Oshi. Quite a predicament, but he currently wasn't here for those Thorns... At least, it was a low possibility.*
Jennie
"Sure. If that is what you want. And yes I am here on the yeti hunt. My blade needs blood and bone. Not some stupid rotten hunks of flesh." *He didn't take EinEin drawing her sword as any kind of threatening, warning or guard. Rather, he saw it as getting ready. He didn't quite understand why she a bit distant, but it was understandable. Last time they took a job together, he ended up whacking her in the head* "Let's get going, shall we?"
Arthur
"Let's get going then"

*She said lifting up her sword and... Well, resting it on her shoulder. Super ready to smacc stuff! Little does Ein know, these things are probably like over 8 times taller than her. Oh well, let's see how this plays out for the trio. 

The claymore looked nice! Not the same as the old one, but still nice*
Al
~~now we wait for discorxd~~
Leonard
*As you three walked into the forest, Theron would be the first to notice some blood on some of the leaves, 40 or so feet away. There were multiple pools of blood scattered about the area, leading off into a single direction; North. At first, the pools were fairly large, but gradually thinned out into a line before degrading into bland droplets in the frozen hell. The crimson of the liquid shone against the oppressive whiteness of the snow, as if it painted a small picture of its own individual world within the blandness of reality around it. However, Theron would also notice the remains of some tracks, left by what appeared to be a small creature of sorts. It matched the direction the blood had shown, again leading North. If you looked closely, it would appear that there would be three trails of these tracks, each one with the same size footprint, but the rough shape of each looked about the same. Looking through the trees up North, there wouldn't appear to be anything in sight, due to the harshness of the blizzard that enveloped the land entirely. However, you would be able to make out the shape of a relatively large hill, flattening out with a plateau of snow on the top. Audibly, there wouldn't be any sort of indication either that there was a possible beast up there, since the usually silent backdrop of the forest would now be filled in with the loud, violent churning of snow.*
Al
"I suppose we will be heading north... Plenty of tracks heading that way. I can't make out some of the depressions in the snow, but be prepared for some dire wolves or animated corpses."

*Theron would then, begin leading the group Northward... Expecting them to just follow along. There was a lot of information to take in during the ~~light?~~ blizzard they were enveloped in. It was assurance due to blizzards always bringing Yetis... But obscured vision and more difficult terrain could work against them.*
Arthur
"I suppose we will. Aren't we fighting Yetis? I didn't expect animated corpses... Or dire wolves"

*She said, following along. The weather wasn't really an issue for her. She more had an issue of the snow being thick enough that it's hard to move. That and she has to d r a g her legs to move. Not exactly fun when you're literally wearing leather boots with no padding. 

Anyways, Ein followed. Nothing too big here*
Jennie
"Yetis have found out how to tame wolves and animate corpses. Cowards, using others as a shield. If you're going to be protected, do it yourself"
Hollie
*Oh boy. Oshikuru forgot they could reanimate corpses. Whatever. These he would kill in an instant. Wolves didn't seem like a problem either. He drew his sword, threw it in front of him, and recalled it. He continued to do this while walking.*
Leonard
*Following Theron's lead into the snow, the visibilty of the depressions in the snow would become clearer and clearer as you approached, but due to the snow that pounded against the landscape, the tracks would begin to cover up surprisingly quickly. However, before they completely were lost, you could make out a sort of bipedal shape within the snow. It was far too small to be considered a humanoid race, but it looked nothing like a wolves' paw, or for that matter, animal tracks as a whole.*

*Speaking of animals, a sharp cry would cut throughout the snowy setting, piercing through the incessant pounding of snow. It sounded canine, animalistic, and most importantly, it sounded deadly. It would start out faint, but would grow in volume as time went on. The three of you would have no clue on how far away the noise came from; the snow would not allow it. However, much closer to the party, you would be able to hear another deafening roar, this time sounding much deeper and primal, like a monstrous gorilla of sorts. It would echo on and on, bouncing off of the land and into the wilderness. It came from the top of the hill.*
Jennie
"Finally! A worthy opponent! I will cut off your head and wear your skull as a mask" *He would laugh loudly, and turn his blade into a pole arm*
Hollie
```12.5 mana spent, 5 mana gained, 22.5 mana remaining```