<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/7946/marcusdupont.jpg)<br/>(http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/9464/falkoviansoldiers.jpg)</div><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>Sebastian's shot misses; Marcus Dupont wounds one of the Falkovnian soldiers; Sylria has 60 foot lead on the soldiers that chase her, and is approximately 250 feet from the carriages now; she continues to run, and ends up tripping 100 or so feet from the carriages with the men fast approaching; Viktor Martian seals the door of Carriage #3 facing towards the Musarde river. Aron and Eriq run to Carriage #3 and beg to be let in.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Marcus Dupont</strong>, Outside the Carriages [Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont, Aron & Eriq Gerard, William Bond, Louis Blanc, Lilian Montague, Sebastian Archambault]<br/><br/>Marcus Dupont added a second shot to Sebastian's first. It was difficult to see which shot landed, but one of the soldiers went down, grasping at his leg. The other four continued on, slowly gaining on the running girl; she looked like a young woman now, as the group approached the carriages. The men that chased the young women were unarmored, but they still carried bows and swords; they were equipped to put up a fight.<br/><br/>Aron and Eriq exited their carriage from the backside, and they quickly ran to the next carriage over. Ashley, however, had pretty much blockaded the doors, and even though they banged and wailed outside, it was no simple matter to let them in. ((If anyone tries to open a door, the boys would be gone by the time they had undone Ashley's barricading)). After a few moments, they moved on to the third carriage, banging and screaming on the door. "Let us in! Let us in. The soldiers are coming!"<br/><br/>Frederick aimed his weapon, preparing to fire a third shot. He was calm, and almost stoic as he waited for the perfect moment to fire.<br/><br/>"Miss Lilian! What do you think you're doing out here? If you get yourself killed it'll be my head in a basket. Get back inside, you mad girl," scowled Marcus Dupont, shooing her from the crowd of men. "Listen to your servant, Sebastian. His advice is solid." Sometimes children, even the rich ones he had to answer to, infuriated him with their inane behavior. "We will save her, I swear it! And we will call for you when these Falkovnian trespassers have been dealt with. But for now, get back with your maids, girl!"