To say that Lyle was relieved to be back behind friendly lines was an understatement.  After firing arrows into the horde of bandits that surrounded the buildings that the archers were using for cover, hopping across rooftops with the ever-present fear that they were going to be cut off, Lyle was happy to find himself surrounded by allies instead of the enemy upon reaching the Chantry.  So relieved was he that he nearly forgot that there was a battle that was still going on.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, he remembered soon enough and he grimaced to himself when he checked his quiver.  He was low on arrows and, despite how many of them he had shot and how many he<i>knew</i>had been direct hits, there were still plenty of bandits out there that were going to need to die.  Fortunately, there was a small stockpile of munitions at the Chantry which he took advantage of and as he loaded the bundle of arrows to his back, he hoped that it would be enough to turn the tide of battle.<br/><br/>Upon moving to rejoin the lines of the militia, Lyle did a quick scan of the faces that were gathering for what could possibly be the village's last stand.  He remembered Aure and how the elf had fallen through a hole in the roof and, worried that she had been caught and killed - or worse -, he looked around to see if she had in fat made it.  With all the people that were gathered, however, the search looked as if it was going to be impossible.  But just as he was going to give up hope, he was able to notice a leathered form of a woman with long, ebony hair and two pointed ears.<br/><br/><i>So she made it after all,</i>Lyle thought, a bit relieved at that.<br/><br/>And so did Alex.  Lyle had not forgotten about the other woman - or her outlandish speeches - and it was much easier to spot her at the head of the militia lines with Ser Katharine and a group of Templars.  It was nice to see that, despite the death and carnage that was going on, that he was able to see some familiar faces that continue to live.<br/><br/>Well, they were still alive for now anyway.  That could very well change in the next few minutes.<br/><br/><i>Let's see how well we do with round two.</i>Sliding an arrow from the quiver at his back, Lyle nocked it in preparation for the battle to be rejoined.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>