#fenixtj

Jessica realizes she chose well, because the chimerical bullets flying from Duff's weapon make him seem like a very tall very tattooed john Wyck

John who?

She stays focused on combat.

An Eshu appears out of nowhere, slicing her side with twin scimitars

She swings with the Maul; she may take the cuts, but she'll hit him.....?

The Eshu strikes with fancy flying finese.. and.. doesn't even draw blood

The Maul? It crunches the Eshu's ribs with an off

And there's the backswing.....

and scratch one ESHU ranter

The Ranters are now seeking to retreat...

and that's not going to work, the Baron's men have rung the area

"Let them retreat! They won't get far. To me, Renaissance!"

And Renaissance roars answer and follows her lead

Hoping -Tidemarch- tends to business, Jessica sends out sweeps to drive the retreat into their arms.

And it works.. soon, every ranter is defeated, surrendered, or..well, chimerically dead.

"Gather the fallen. Apprehend and detain the defeated." She orders.

And they do.. though one Nocker, wounded and surrendered glares "Royalist bitch. You sold this whole pensiual to the sidhe."

"We'll talk later."

"Fu- " He starts to say, when Duff punches him out cold

Jessica looks around the area for others.....

There are others to talk to

She checks her own people first.

Sir Jack rubs at a wound "Hell of a nasty fight"

"Do you need healing?" Concerned.

"I think we're all scratched up at least a little" he says "Including you.." he looks at her foot. Oh, a light cut along the leg, long but shallow

She shrugs it off. "Do you need healing?" directly, expecting an answer.

"yes" He admits

"Then go get it." An order. She checks others from Renaissance while ordering captives are treated as well.

Baron Tidemarch approaches , wiping his own blade "Your excellency" He bows "Good fight"

She rests her Maul on the earth and nods back. "My Lord. Well done?"

"All around I say. They will not be able to interfere again even if they have some in reserve they will be fleeing the city"

"I want to dig a little deeper, My Lord. I won't insist or meddle but.... look to your situation here. I will look to my own, believe me, and will look at others as the Tour Progresses."

"I was hoping atl east one of the prisoners might be turned over to me in fact. " He says

"As much to show my men they got results as anything"

"Which one, then?"

"I would like the Eshu... they tell good stories, da?" A cold smile

"My Lord......" discouraging.

"I will not torture" he says "But I will dictum freely"

"..................Yes."

Even as she winces.

"Good." he motions "Seize the Eshu" to his men

The Eshu is seized