#earthrunes

The Varich grump nods, "The Hawks are not meant for war, but they have some training. Their talons will cut. As for the warhounds?" His smile expands "They will kill."

Coradel rewards him with a very wicked smile. "Now, that is what I wanted to hear. Good, ready them."

She looks around the hall, at the numbers guarding the Bale, then turns to Neachdainn. "It's time. Plant the teeth."

(Outside) And the car dies just as they get to the outside of the first ring..."Hey, good news, they've got us surrounded. " Magnus grins "We can't miss"

The Ailil says "Baroness, it will be an honor fighting and even if we must dying by your side." A look around "Hmm, one wonders why Sir August would forgo said honor"

And he heads to plant the teeth

"Not the time," she warns him through gritted teeth as he goes. Then she looks around, "Where's Dame Claire?"

"Well, who wants to live forever?" She snags her buckler and sword.

"Right here," Dame Claire says "I just locked a childling away and secured other young ones into the safest locations I could find. A few of them are pissed."

"Good for them, and good for you for getting them to safety. Claire, advise me. I can stay here...or saddle Samson and meet the foe before they get this far. I want to do the latter."

"Of course you do, you're a warrior," She says "So you do both. Saddle up, make them want you more than they want the bale or the trod...and then, ride Samson like the Godsdamned wind back to lure them into Agincourt's grip and Leonora's range! Mock them. Sleight them! Remind them that in you is made manefiest every failure that has plagued them for months! " An add on "And don't DIE. I need a mother in law. and ..s ofar you're okay."

"Ha!" Coradel clasps Claire by the shoulders for a moment, then she's off like the wind, calling out, "Defend the Bale, Dame Claire! I ride out!" She races to the stables, thankful that she asked Delores to store the horse feed there, the gift from the Baron. The decision of whether or not to turn Samson fae has been taken out of her hands by Da'an.

She finds Delores ready with Samson "he's raring to go like a colt, lady. Like he don't know his age nor sense"

(Outside) Forced out of their car, the three must fight for their lives. Slashing, slicing, striking....

"Delores! Thank you. That feed, he needs to eat some, quickly."

"Already done" She assures "I figured if he were going to risk dying" She says "You're going out there aren't you?"

No doubt that the Liam is a FIona's daughter - there is a grim glory in her smile as she strikes and backwings into a dodge - fast and darting, never close for a second longer than necessary.

"I am." She quickly and smoothly mounts up, then smiles down at the boggan. "Thank you...and I will see you when this is over. For now, help the Baron. Please."

"I will," She says "My liege" A smile "Hmm I helped find a liege. That's...t hat's something for a humble boggan to be prioud of. " then an added "Cut their balls off, lady." And she races in. Samson rears for battle and...

A vibrant laugh, and she charges out to meet the oncoming attack.

(Meanwhile) Wayfare and more boosts the three and back to back they fight, but as more ranged attackers turn on them they are forced to part again. Magnus snarls and smashes one's face, "Damn it. I can't remember the Truthbranch motto! Just when we could use a family battle cry!"

"Keep FIGHTING, Magnus!"

And suddenly Jennette comes into view, lance ready, following Samson and the baroness , and perhaps cursing in french

So long as there is a lack of mortal eyes - Bird launches and dives, swooping to slash at eyes and throats.

"Glad you could make it!" she calls back with a smile.

(trio) "Taberna Taberna Mori Meum Nimis!" Magnus smashes face as he takes a wound.

(With Cora) Jennette lances a boggart "what choice did I have? You need SOME help oui?"

While riding, Coradel smoothly slips the reins over her head and behind her, so they loop around her. Samson has his head; she can guide by leg pressure. A flip of the wrist, and her bow is in hand, and she fires at the first creepy-crawly thing she sees.

"So, you've come for a Yuletide visit? So sorry, we've no room for foul creatures like you!"

Samson snorts definace, and some Nasty yells "is that her? is that the ..baroness Coradel?"

"It certainly seems to be!" she laughs back in defiance, and fires again, this time at the one who yelled.

(Team Sparrow) Sparrow gets shot in the leg, not as bad as it could be, but still, she's been shot! Magnus is losing his ground and perhaps a rib. And Dame Nansaidh seems to be in her own corner berserk!

"Is this yet another attempt by you pathetic losers, doomed to failure?" Another shot.

Closer to the castle , Agincourt yells "The first one of you that fires early and wastes a shot, I will be using your ass for a footstool. I'm not kidding. Hold..."

She hisses - relying more on her wings with the wounded leg. Glancing strikes, fly-bys....

A whole squad hopscotches closer to Coradel, a dozen in all "Kill her!" "Suck her bones!" "Make her know what's its like!"

"How many losses will it take for you to realize...you cannot...." She's interrupted in her boast by the sudden appearance of the group, and shoots at close range, two times then urges Samson back closer to the castle. It might look like a panicked retreat.

(Sparrow's trio) Suddenly one of the gunwieelding thallian goes down as his own skull shatters, gun fire from the side and then a grenade into another crowd. A real grenade? who carries grenades? I mean, it's Thallian so not like the Escheat iss being violated

The ravaging mob chases after the Baroness Coradel howling,throwing and firing. A chimerical hatchet hits her back, but her armor keeps it from doing more than grazing. She closes...

Agincourt says "Wait for it... she's almost there"

She can't worry about that now - an ally is an ally. She folds her wings and dives like a stooping hawk - blade first, aimed for an ogre's back.

She urges Samson faster, but not too far ahead of her pursuers. Once she's sure she's close enough, she slows Samson just a bit, letting them think they're catching up, so they won't be ready when she suddenly wheels off and away, giving Agincourt's group a clean line of fire.

The ogre screams, and glamoour flows, almost as if the blade she uses is really starting to like the taste of ogres

(Last for Sparrow)

"Good girl." She breathes and laboriously begins to climb for altitude once more.

"Now!" Agincourt calls out!

Coradel takes a shot of opportunity as she comes around her attackers, but then is charging back to the further line.

Coradel must admire the boggan's expertise, for it's hard to aim honking huge boulders.... and yet... she's moved here, they land over there, and make thallian jam

That startled her. She wasn't sure quite what was going to be firing, but....well, good!

And back to taunting the foe. If Jennette's engaged with a group, Coradel makes a screaming charge at them.