>>2729906
>Hold onto Morgan

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>>2729906
>Hold onto Morgan

>>2729906
>Hold onto Morgan

>>2729906
>>Hold onto Morgan

>>2729906
>Hold onto Morgan

>>2729906
>Hold onto Morgan

Just like raiding a bike.

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Rolled 2, 6, 13 = 21 (3d20)

>>2729906
Naturally, you wrap your arms around Morgan's waist to secure yourself...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2730062

Rolled 15 (1d20)

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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2730062

I do wonder if Morgan's gonna do the whole longer hair look later on.

>>2730062
>>2730080
She musn't be that mad at us anymore.

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>>2730062
You feel Morgan's body stiffen in shock and surprise, but she manages to shake it off. You thankfully are considerate enough not to hold her too tightly or in some place inappropriate.

"A-all right, Engel let's go!" Morgan says with as much confidence as she can muster.

Engel turns his head backwards and seems to shake his head, apparently sensing Morgan's embarrassment. The giant eagle then starts at a little hop and run before leaping off the edge of the Monastery wall. There's a brief drop, but Engel spreads his wings. A strong gust blows, giving the eagle the necessary lift to start rising into the sky.

You look behind yourself to see Nino jumping up and down and waving with both her arms, while Naru and Niko both visibly give a sigh of relief. Down below, you saw the Templars on the ground pause and gaze up at the sight.

"All right, so it should be this way." Morgan points to the direction of the quest area. Engel nods and tilts his body, changing course to the desired direction.

"Should we fly high or low?" Morgan asks.

Hm, well, flying high would mean you'd have a better view of the area, but would make you easier to spot in turn. Flying low meant your vision wouldn't be as great, but you'd also be harder to detect from a distance. This was an important consideration since Engel's flying would be affected by all the weight he was carrying.

After all, who knew what threats could be lurking out there?

>Fly high.
>Fly low.
>Other

>>2730201
>>Fly high.

>>2730201
>>Fly high.

How giddy should we be, flying for the first time ever?

>>2730201
>Fly high.

>>2730201
>Fly high

We are going after a giant worm i ki da expect it to try and bite Engel if we fly low.

>>2730201
>Fly high.

>>2730225
Shaking with absolute glee. This is like flying like a dragon!

>>2730201
>Fly high.

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>>2730201
You point upwards. This was a time to fly high!

Morgan nods and turns back to Engel, yelling in his ear.

"Higher!"

Engel spreads his wings, catching more wind and he rises higher and higher into the sky.

You're briefly blinded by Sol's early morning glare, but once your vision clears, your breath is taken away. In front of you was a sea of rolling green, interrupted by the odd low cloud. The wind was harsh and cold up here, whistling as it flows over your armor and ruffling Morgan's hair and Engel's feathers. Morgan winces but smiles in spite of the combination of Sollight and biting wind.

"Last time I was up here I was too busy trying to wrangle Engel into listening to me." Morgan explains. "Never had to the time to just, enjoy the view, you know?"

You nod in agreement as Engel continues to glide through the air.

>Ask her if she's still angry about the teasing last night.
>Focus on looking for Solaire.
>Other

>>2730318
>Focus on looking for Solaire.

>>2730318
>>Ask her if she's still angry about the teasing last night.

>>2730318
>Ask her if she's still angry about the teasing last night.

>>2730318
>>Ask her if she's still angry about the teasing last night.

>>2730318
>Focus on looking for Solaire.

>>2730318
>Ask her if she's still angry about the teasing last night.

>>2730318
>Ask her if she's still angry about the teasing last night.

>>2730318
>>Focus on looking for Solaire.

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>>2730318
You gently tap Morgan on the shoulder, wondering if she was still angry about last night.

"It's nothing. I'm fine." Morgan grunts, not even turning around to face you. "Bet you'd love to hang out with Lucina and Artya again, right?"

Hm, so she's still a bit touchy about it. Should you try to do something about it now or later...?

>Try to calm her down.
>Wait till you land.
>Other

>>2730415
>Wait till you land.

>>2730415
>Try to calm her down.

>>2730415
>Try to calm her down.

>>2730415
>>Try to calm her down.

>>2730415
>>Try to calm her down.

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>>2730415
Looks like she just needed some calming down. That should be simple enough to achieve.

You reach your hand out for her head...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2730496

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2730496
fingers crossed

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2730496
Hope she won't bite.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2730496

So close to triple 15

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>>2730496
You pat Morgan's head, making sure to get the area just between her wolf ears. Morgan doesn't visibly react, but you take that as a good sign. After all, if she really didn't like it, she'd be quick to let you know.

Engel continues to glide through the air, and you and Morgan continue to scan the ground looking for any signs of Solaire.

"Hey, what's that?" Morgan points to the left.

You turn your head and immediately spotted several black columns of smoke rising from the forest. Some sort of fire?

"It's nowhere near the fields the giant worm's supposed to be attacking." Morgan points out. Indeed, the fields were in the opposite direction, to the right. "It might be something else."

Or it meant trouble.

>Ignore the smoke.
>Do a quick flyby.
>Land and investigate.
>Other

>>2730537
>Do a quick flyby.

>>2730537
>Do a quick flyby.

>>2730537
>>Do a quick flyby.

>>2730537
>Do a quick flyby.

>>2730537
>>Do a quick flyby.

>>2730537
>Do a quick flyby.

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>>2730537
You pat Morgan's shoulder and point to the columns of smoke.

"Do a flyby?" Morgan asks to confirm.

You nod in agreement.

"All right, let's do this, Engel." Morgan tugs at some of Engel's feathers, and the giant eagle swoops down lower to let you get a better look at the commotion happening below...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d29)

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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2730624

Rolled 3 (1d20)

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>>2730624
...

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>>2730662
However, as Engel drops closer to the ground, you see a brief glint as an arrow breaches the leaves, heading right for your head.

Thankfully, Morgan's reflexes were quick and her arm whips out and snatches the arrow in mid air mere inches from your helmet. You didn't even want to begin to wonder what would have happened if it had connected.

But you didn't have time for that. You were under attack!

"Engel! Faster!" Morgan yells.

Engel shrieks in response as he starts flapping his wings rapidly to gain more speed and altitude. However, arrows continued to lance upwards from the trees.

>You need to escape!
>Engel isn't fast enough. Land and fight!
>Other

>>2730685
>>You need to escape!

>>2730685
>>You need to escape!

Protect the bird if necessary.

>>2730685
>You need to escape!

>>2730685
>You need to escape!

>>2730685
>You need to escape!

>>2730685
>You need to escape!

Fuckdamn elves think we have time for their bullshit

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Rolled 6, 19, 3 = 28 (3d20)

>>2730685
Engel continues to struggle to gain altitude, something that was not easy thanks to a weight he had to carry. However, he was doing his best nonetheless as arrows continue to soar upwards around you.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2730805

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2730805
Maybe we should've looked into getting a feather fall spell from Nino

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2730805

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2730805
GOOOO

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>>2730805
You hear Engel shriek, and you realize that several arrows had found their mark, jutting out from the giant eagle's body and wings.

Immediately, Engel's wing flapping began to slow, and altitude was beginning to drop. There was no way he was going to escape at this rate.

Unless...

>Use yourself to shield Engel from the arrows.
>Leap off to lessen the burden on Engels.
>Other

>>2730892
>>Use yourself to shield Engel from the arrows.

>>2730892
>Leap off to lessen the burden on Engels.

>>2730892
>Leap off to lessen the burden on Engels.

Always remember to tuck and roll

>>2730892
>>Use yourself to shield Engel from the arrows.

>>2730892
>Use yourself to shield Engel from the arrows.

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>>2730892
Grunting, you let go of Morgan and shift farther back on Engel's body, spreading yourself out as much as possible to act as a shield for the giant eagle.

"What are you doing!? Are you crazy!?" Morgan yells.

You just continue to hold your position at Engel's rear, prepared to block whatever came his way.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2730975
Dam these elfs are pretty good with their arrows today uh?

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2730975

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Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2730975
Damn, these guys must hate us.

>>2730991
>>2730993

WE DID IT BOIS!

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>>2730975
You stand your ground as incoming arrows bounce and glance off of your armor. This buys Engel enough time to fly out of their range, and the arrow fire becomes more sporadic.

"Okay, I think we're safe." Morgan finally breathes and looks at Engel's arrow wounds. "But I don't think Engel has much left in him."

This was certainly true. But landing now meant whoever fired at you could catch up with you.

>You should retreat back to the Monastery.
>Land at the fields to gain your bearings.
>Land and eliminate the ambushers.
>Other

>>2731067
>>You should retreat back to the Monastery.

>>2731067
>>Land at the fields to gain your bearings.

>>2731067
>Land and eliminate the ambushers.

REMOVE

>>2731067
>Land and eliminate the ambushers.

At least they aren't Dragonriders

>>2731067
>>Land and eliminate the ambushers

Remove elf scum

>>2731090
If they were, we'd have to suffer through a lot more preaching about vegetarianism and atheism.

>>2731067
>Land and eliminate the ambushers

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>>2731067
You point to the nearest clearing, which should be a relatively safe spot for Engel to land. Morgan nods and tugs at Engel's feathers, turning him towards the clearing. Engel lands and stumbles, and you and Morgan quickly disembark.

"Oh no, Engel..." Morgan bites her lip as she inspects the eagle's wounds.

Engel merely shuffles around, trying to find a comfortable position to rest.

"I don't want to try and pull the arrows out right now. It might end up just hurting him more." Morgan sighs.

You point to the forest in the direction of the ambush. Such an attack could not go unanswered. In addition, they had to be eliminated anyways if you wanted a safe line of retreat back to the Monastery.

"All right, let's go, then." Morgan nods as she gets up. "But I have to let you know, I don't think those were Elves that attacked us."

You turn back to Morgan.

"See? Look." Morgan brings out the arrow she had snatched out of the arrow and throws it to you. You catch the arrow and glance at it, and immediately figure it out.

The bow had a steel arrowhead, and was manufatured. Elves never used steel in their arrows. They were all grown in a single piece with natural sharp points.

That meant something other than Elves was out there.

"I've got a real bad feeling about this." Morgan mumbles. "How do we handle this."

>Morgan should move ahead and scout things out.
>You'll draw them out while Morgan waits in ambush.
>Other

>>2731190
>>You'll draw them out while Morgan waits in ambush.

>>2731190
>You'll draw them out while Morgan waits in ambush.

>>2731190
>You'll draw them out while Morgan waits in ambush.

>>2731190
>Morgan should move ahead and scout things out.

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>>2731190
You point to yourself and then to the forest. You'll head into the forest and draw the mysterious ambushers' attention while Morgan would wait in hiding to launch and ambush of her own.

"All right, but you better be careful." Morgan nods. "I'll get Engel hidden so he can rest, but let's get this done quick.

You nod as you draw your halberd and stride into the forest, ready to meet anything that came your way...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2731329

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2731329

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2731329

Prepare Explicit Gestures!

>>2731353
Das good, anon.

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>>2731329
You very quickly see them lurking in the trees. Dark, hooded shapes sticking close to the trees and darkness, their weapons glinting in the early morning light. You note that aside from the bows, these figures were wielding maces, hammers, and axes. Weapons tailor made to fight an armored opponent.

Where these people after you?

Or were they after Solaire?

Either way, it was too late to turn back as the mystery attackers begin to form up around you in a large semi-circle formation, ready to attack you from multiple directions.

>Charge them before they can surround you.
>Wait for Morgan's strike.
>Other

>>2731440
>Wait for Morgan's strike.

>>2731440
>Charge them before they can surround you.

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>>2731440
>>Wait for Morgan's strike.

We'll definitely remove their helmets some point in time.

>>2731440
>Charge them before they can surround you.

>>2731440
>Charge them before they can surround you

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>>2731440
Well, in either case, it didn't matter what these ambushers were planning or where they came from. They were enemies, and you couldn't just let them sit back and get the upper hand over you.

Your grip on your halberd tightens and you charge forward, taking note that your opponents had divided themselves into two lines, with the front being heavily armed with their heavy weapons, while bowmen hung back in the trees, looking for an opening to exploit.

>Engage the front line and let Morgan worry about the archers.
>Break through and attack the archers directly.
>Other

>>2731524
>Engage the front line and let Morgan worry about the archers.

>>2731524
>Engage the front line and let Morgan worry about the archers.

>>2731524
>>Engage the front line and let Morgan worry about the archers.

>>2731524
>Break through and attack the archers directly.

>>2731524
>Engage the front line and let Morgan worry about the archers.

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>>2731524
You don't pay any heed to the enemy archers, leaving it up to Morgan to handle them. You had plenty of things to focus on right now, anyways.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2731615

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2731615

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2731615

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>>2731615
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>>2731636
As your opponents closed in, you could tell from their speed and movements that they were not armored. Or at least not heavily so. That gave you something of an advantage in that it would be much easier for you to harm them than they could to you, even if they were wielding specifically anti-armor weaponry.

Four ambushers charge in to meet you, but one thrust from your halberd's spear point plunges into the chest of one of them. There's a shriek and gurgle as your target dies, slumping over and sliding off your weapon.

Arrows whistle by and clatter off your armor in the meantime as six more of the enemy hang back to drop arrows on you. One of them yelps and falls from his treetrop position, an arrow protruding from his neck.

Morgan joins in the battle, launching arrows with deadly precision and forcing the enemy archers to either take cover or return fire against her, lessening the pressure on you.

However, this also meant she was a target now, too. Two of the remaining melee attackers split up, intending to charge around you to get up close to Morgan while one stands his ground to keep your attention.

Taking advantage of their superior numbers. Smart.

>Hope that Morgan can handle herself.
>Engage the flankers before they can escape you.
>Other

>>2731673
>Engage the flankers before they can escape you.

>>2731673
>Engage the flankers before they can escape you.

>>2731673
>>Hope that Morgan can handle herself.

>>2731673
>Engage the flankers before they can escape you.

At this rate, we may need to get Morgan a sword or something.

>>2731673
>Engage the flankers before they can escape you.

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>>2731673
You couldn't allow these strangers to put pressure on Morgan, being your sole ranged support. You decide to take the risk, turning your back on your current opponent to engage the two attempting to flank around you.

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2731720

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2731720
Dice

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2731720

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2731720

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Rolled 18, 19, 19 = 56 (3d20)

>>2731720
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>>2731742
Good god.

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>>2731742
However, it turns out that you didn't even have to worry, as one arrow comes zipping out of the trees and lands right into the center of the face of one of the flankers. The second flanker is crushed as Engel drops in from above, crashing through leaves and branches and landing right on top of him.

That only left your last attacker, armed with a heavy mace. He hesitates at seeing his two fellows taken out so swiftly and easily, allowing you to recover and put your focus back on him. You spin your heel, swinging your halberd around for maximum effect. The bladed end of your weapon embeds itself into the man's neck, cleaving straight through and sending his head flying through the air.

The arrow fire immediately ceases as the remaining archers break and flee, making a run for it.

>Morgan and Engel should easily be able to catch them.
>You need to regroup and gain your bearings.
>Other

>>2731765
>You need to regroup and gain your bearings.

>>2731765
>You need to regroup and gain your bearings.

Should check the bodies for identifying emblems or things of the sort.

>>2731765
>>You need to regroup and gain your bearings.
And maybe pull off one of these guys' helmets off to see who's underneath the mask.

>>2731765
>Morgan and Engel should easily be able to catch them.

>>2731765
>You need to regroup and gain your bearings.

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>>2731765
You pause and wait for Morgan to leap down from her perch and keep up with. Engel meanwhile simply settles down, keeping an eye on your surroundings just in case.

"So who the hell are these guys?" Morgan wonders as she glances at the scattered corpses.

You carefully use the hilt of your halberd to pull back the hood of one of the slain opponents, revealing a face etched with black tattoos and markings. The unmistakable signs of an assassin order of some sort.

"Assassins?" Morgan blinks. "Who would send so many out here?"

You shrug. You were fairly certain it wouldn't be the Elves, though. If they wanted someone dead, they had plenty of ways to do it themselves.

"So who hired them?" Morgan asks, and then pauses, horror creep on her face. "Who were they after?"

You point at their weapons. Heavy maces, hammers, and axes. The sort of weapons you'd use to beat your way through armor. And at their sides were small mailbreakers, meant to punch through armor with their narrow points.

"So they're after a knight, which means either you or... Solaire!" Morgan gasps. "What do we do?!"

If these assassins were still out here, that meant their target was still alive. Perhaps Solaire was much closer than you thought. But the issue was, do you continue on the crop fields to find him, or had the assassins already closed in on his position...?

>Continue on to the fields.
>Follow the assassins' trail.
>You'll have to split up.
>Other

>>2731806
>>Continue on to the fields.

>>2731806
>Continue on to the fields
We need to find Solaire first.

>>2731806
>Continue on to the fields.

Reluctant to split up while there's still some stragglers.

>>2731806
>Continue on to the fields.

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>>2731806
You point towards the fields. You'll start your search for Solaire there as planned. Perhaps the assassins were just staging in the forest here in preparation for searching for him, as well.

"All right." Morgan nods.

Engel the squawks, causing Morgan to pause.

"Should we have Engel scout out above us?" She asks. "In the state he's in now, he can't really carry you, but he can still fly."

Well, having a giant eagle in the air would certainly give you a recon advantage, but Engel was wounded and continued exertion could have repercussions down the line.

>Have Engel help scout.
>Have Morgan ride Engel.
>Keep Engel grounded for now.
>Other

>>2731836
>Keep Engel grounded for now.

Ignoring wounds is for templars, not birbs.

>>2731836
>>Keep Engel grounded for now.

Whistle when we need him.

>>2731836
>Keep Engel grounded for now.

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>>2731836
You shake your head. It was best to keep Engel grounded for now. It would just have to be you and Morgan to continue the search.

"All right." Morgan nods and turns to Engel. "Just stay here and rest, okay? If we need you I'll call you."

Engel seems to nod and settles down.

"Come on, we don't have any time to waste." Morgan says as she takes the lead, heading off towards the fields.

You follow her close behind, knowing that Morgan was right. Hopefully the both of you weren't already too late...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thrad is next week, and don't forget Macross on Friday!

>>2731863
Thaaaanks for running Merc

>>2731863
Thanks for running Merc.

>>2731863
Thanks for running

>>2731863
Thanks for walking