Aaron
Vaughn - Harronheart County

The sound of metal clanks were heard in the distance as metal boots stomped the ground. Vaughn could be seen in front of a medium sized group as his dark, hickory shaded hair flew in the air. A brilliant smirk grew on his face as he watched the conflict rage down below. The thirty men that stood behind him stood fast and alert as they knew how unforgiving and merciless the tides of battle could be. The brown eyes of Vaughn focused onto the solemn town of Harronheart. He noticed the fog filled air above the town from the burning building only to see the men below dueling as if their lives were on the line. The fog filled air fell around the group as Vaughn gripped the handle of his double-edged blade. With a fierce pull he would draw his short sword before extending his hand outward. A sudden idea came over him of who the perpetrators of this event could be. Yes, if not regular bandits he could only think of the child military that was present in the area. A discouraged look came over his men as they thought of the chance of having to put down children. Nonetheless, Vaughn did not plan or want to have to take innocent lives. With a hopeful tone he would state to the men,

 "We may be spread in numbers... But together we can overcome! With me!".

As he stated this a sudden fierce look came over his face as his feet met the base of the Earth. In the lunged position he began to embark as he made forward, toward the conflict at hand. His men, with brave faces charged behind him as they were hopeful to make it out of the situation alive. As he took another glance at the solemn town one figure stood out to him. Yes, a notable figure from his past, Sir Bryan Verandus. As he made his slow approach he would shout,

"I demand this conflict come to an end. Right here and now!"
Dianne
Felix Reed - Harronheart County

The arrival of the garrison left the group astonished for an instant, until Regina, the blonde girl shouted:
"They've brought soldiers! Cowards!" And she rushed towards them.
Three or four of the other kids followed her.

Then, a wheat-haired boy thew a short spear from one of the rooftops and imapled one of the soldiers in the shoulder, making him fall to the ground but without killing him.

Everything went downhill from there:
From one side of the plaza to the other the Lordsblood reavers clashed against the soldiers. An archer from the Ibbish garrison managed to hit the spear-thrower with an arrow, puncturing the side of his torso. Marius, the reaver champion, immediately abandoned his duel with Verandus and rushed to the aid of his comrades. Desperate to score a last moment victory, Lancel attempted one final assualt against the exhausted Hubert, but only managed to get himself disarmed in four strikes. He managed to recover his sabre and fall back, but only because Syanna pinned the old knight in place with a hail of throwing knives.
The garrison slowly began to make way. Though individually skilled, the members of the brotherhood were in shock and disorganized, not to mention cowardly. Some brats began to flee the moment they got wounded. It wasn't long until the others saw they were outnumbered and followed suit.

Marius was the exeption, he stood firm in place, slowing the advance of the garrison soldiers. In the short timespan that Felix saw him, he stood his ground against two opponents, managing to disarm one of the soldiers and felling the other. But it wasn't long until he was surrounded. Eventually, he was forced to lay down his broadwsord and surrender, even as the last of the Lordsblood punks fled the scene.
Ralph
Getting back barely on his feet following the actions that Marius did, Bryan held his stance tight. His hands hold the hilt of his longsword tightly. Looking square in the eye of his opponents, Bryan was about to make his move soon. It was then, where he heard a familiar noises, horses galloping coming from the opposite of his direction. As he take a quick look, the young knight quickly saw what it was. 

It was a local garrison patrol of the Ibethiel's Army. *But, what from town?* He thought, looking back at them before back onto his enemies. Most of them were already on the run, some stay back and attempted to held off the patrol. His opponents, Marius, has already abandoned the duel and went to aid his comrades. Bryan took another quick look to see who was leading

It was a familiar figure, someone he knew so well from his past that he didn't even need a second to think about. Vaughn, his squire, or more so, he preferably call his childhood friend. "Vaughn!" Bryan exclaimed happily, upon seeing his appearance. Before they could has a talk, one of the soldiers were pinned down by a spear into his shoulder. The young knight quickly rushed over to his side, helping him ass he drags him behind a wall as a means for cover. 

" Capture some of them! " He yelled, looking back at his men. " But don't get too far away! We just need a few, and that's it." He stated, while tending to his men. It's a good thing that the tip of the blade of the spear didn't get that deeply, so Bryan was able to pull it out swiftly at ease.
Aaron
As Vaughn saw the conflict before him begin to rain down into chaos a small grit could be heard as his teeth clanked down onto each other. With a tight gripped he held his double-edged short sword in hand as he yelled to the men behind him to advance. He did not wish to take a single innocent life today. After taking a brief look at the army of the enemy, to his surprise most of them were children. He would speak firmly before saying,

"There is no honor or wish to spill innocent blood today. They are only children. Do your best to capture them!"

He would yell out before advancing forward. His dark, hickory colored hair flew through the air as he rushed into the battle. It didn't take long for Vaughn to spot a single wheat-haired child that had seemed to have taken an arrow to his side. As two of his men followed behind him they kept guard from his rear. He slowly made his way over to the boy before checking him for his weapons. He would try to keep the boy calm as he would say,

"This is going to hurt a bit but you'll be alright. Just try to keep your composure lad."

As he said this he would grab the core piece of the arrow before jerking down onto it. As it broke the metal tip stayed in to prevent blood loss from the wounded child. Vaughn proceeded to put his arms under the child before attempting to drag him away from the battle, in order to keep him safe.
Stacey
Hubert in a display of incredible skill parried the thrown daggers right out of the air, but it was obvious the old knight was exhausted, and sat down his back against a large rock.
He watched his allies capture his foes, this was his land, he would apply judgement, and there was only one penalty for looting and raiding. Death.

"PAT, GET OVER HERE."

Hubert's young retainer arrived shortly thereafter.

"Fetch me some water."

The little fellow scurried off, as Hubert watched the fight settle down.