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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 08:25, 25 June 2014&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l111&quot; &gt;Line 111:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Faruja seems well-protected for the time being. Addie, on the other hand, is not. She seems to be following the other assassin alone. So auron turns in the direction, hearing the gunfire in the distance. He's pretty fast over the roofs, even if only because he doesn't have to dodge around people and through streets. So he should catch sight of Addie and her quarry soon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; ...But who's hunting who, is the question.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Faruja seems well-protected for the time being. Addie, on the other hand, is not. She seems to be following the other assassin alone. So auron turns in the direction, hearing the gunfire in the distance. He's pretty fast over the roofs, even if only because he doesn't have to dodge around people and through streets. So he should catch sight of Addie and her quarry soon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; ...But who's hunting who, is the question.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:129|Ultima (129)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Celia springs off the ground before darting into the alleyway opposite Adelaide, turning a flip in mid-air and doing a handspring to dodge the first of many shots fired at her. Though she never quite stops moving, the moment her feet hit the ground again she produces throwing knives and tosses them backward at her pursuer - as well as Tomoe, Roll, and Allyn who're attempting to close in on them. As much to make her threat seem credible as to make it harder to keep up. She then springs again, kicking off the walls with inhuman agility, springing from place to place like a jack-rabbit before reaching a bend in the alleyway. It's there a shot Adelaide fires finally grazes her, throwing off her concentration enough to cause her to lose her footing and slip...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...temporarily. She manages to latch onto a rooftop edge, pulling herself to the top before darting around the corner like a blur. She catches the sight of one of Mizuki's servants out of the corner of her eye, attempting to enter the fray and assail her. The assassin scoffs, before leaping to an opposite rooftops whilst muttering some manner of incantation.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Suddenly, the ground around the area would EXPLODE as a ray of dark energy blasts out from the sky and smashes into the ground! It's not an attempt to hit one though, she's just trying to throw her pursuers off. The chase would continue down several alleyways until Celia finally leaps from the rooftops again and onto the city streets... heading straight for...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...Lettie, meanwhile, is still making her way toward that empty square. Sensing the crackling magical energy being fired upon her person by Ainsley from afar, she tumbles into a handspring and literally dodges Ainsley's assault. The icicles too are deftly dodged, crashing harmleslsy into the stone bridge and piercing int the river below. Landing upon her feet, again, a few feet away... the assassin drags that body directly into center of the square before dropping it and leaping up toward an open windowsil... to perch quitely with her shapely legs dangling off the side. She almost seems to be waiting... so patiently...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once those chasing her have come within ear shot, Lettie smiles... &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:violet&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...So glad you all accepted my invitation. I thought, perhaps, at least some of you were smarter than that...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;. She turns her gaze off to the side, to stare at the rooftop from which &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:blue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Celia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; is descending with the one eye that is curtained by that luxurious golden blonde mane. &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:violet&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh well!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Within moments, various men and women begin to walk out the buildings surrounding the square... mages and archers too begin to appear upon various rooftops from doorways. This most certainly was a trap.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Apologies... your Excellency... for not inviting you myself...&amp;quot; a familiar voice calls out... from the rooftop above Lettie. &amp;quot;...But that was the surprise! You see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...the voice comes from a very wealthy-looking fat man... clad in earthen and forest colored silks... Baert. The chestnut-haired, earthen-eyed, man chuckles... &amp;quot;...I suppose Your Excellency no longer applies however... you see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Those Templar from before appear, dragging the bodies of dead city guards behind... only to cast them aside.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...you are to be relieved of your position.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:129|Ultima (129)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Celia springs off the ground before darting into the alleyway opposite Adelaide, turning a flip in mid-air and doing a handspring to dodge the first of many shots fired at her. Though she never quite stops moving, the moment her feet hit the ground again she produces throwing knives and tosses them backward at her pursuer - as well as Tomoe, Roll, and Allyn who're attempting to close in on them. As much to make her threat seem credible as to make it harder to keep up. She then springs again, kicking off the walls with inhuman agility, springing from place to place like a jack-rabbit before reaching a bend in the alleyway. It's there a shot Adelaide fires finally grazes her, throwing off her concentration enough to cause her to lose her footing and slip...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...temporarily. She manages to latch onto a rooftop edge, pulling herself to the top before darting around the corner like a blur. She catches the sight of one of Mizuki's servants out of the corner of her eye, attempting to enter the fray and assail her. The assassin scoffs, before leaping to an opposite rooftops whilst muttering some manner of incantation.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Suddenly, the ground around the area would EXPLODE as a ray of dark energy blasts out from the sky and smashes into the ground! It's not an attempt to hit one though, she's just trying to throw her pursuers off. The chase would continue down several alleyways until Celia finally leaps from the rooftops again and onto the city streets... heading straight for...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...Lettie, meanwhile, is still making her way toward that empty square. Sensing the crackling magical energy being fired upon her person by Ainsley from afar, she tumbles into a handspring and literally dodges Ainsley's assault. The icicles too are deftly dodged, crashing harmleslsy into the stone bridge and piercing int the river below. Landing upon her feet, again, a few feet away... the assassin drags that body directly into center of the square before dropping it and leaping up toward an open windowsil... to perch quitely with her shapely legs dangling off the side. She almost seems to be waiting... so patiently...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once those chasing her have come within ear shot, Lettie smiles... &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:violet&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...So glad you all accepted my invitation. I thought, perhaps, at least some of you were smarter than that...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;. She turns her gaze off to the side, to stare at the rooftop from which &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:blue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Celia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; is descending with the one eye that is &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;not &lt;/ins&gt;curtained by that luxurious golden blonde mane. &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:violet&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh well!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Within moments, various men and women begin to walk out the buildings surrounding the square... mages and archers too begin to appear upon various rooftops from doorways. This most certainly was a trap.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Apologies... your Excellency... for not inviting you myself...&amp;quot; a familiar voice calls out... from the rooftop above Lettie. &amp;quot;...But that was the surprise! You see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...the voice comes from a very wealthy-looking fat man... clad in earthen and forest colored silks... Baert. The chestnut-haired, earthen-eyed, man chuckles... &amp;quot;...I suppose Your Excellency no longer applies however... you see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Those Templar from before appear, dragging the bodies of dead city guards behind... only to cast them aside.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...you are to be relieved of your position.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:152|Faruja (152)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; And the trap is sprung. When all is said and done, Faruja stans, peering at his fellow Templar as the bodies of guards are tossed aside. Slowly, the rat's eye narrows as he fixes a death glare upon Baert. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Baert, ye VILE HERETIC WRETCH! Relieved!? What in the bloody abyss art ye talking about?&amp;quot; The rat spits upon the ground as he notes /Templar/ working with this scum. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Ye call thineselves Knights of the Church? This man is corrupt! He is a danger to those we art here to protect! Arrest him for conspiracy to murder a Priest!&amp;quot; Orders the rat. Still, his weapon is held.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:152|Faruja (152)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; And the trap is sprung. When all is said and done, Faruja stans, peering at his fellow Templar as the bodies of guards are tossed aside. Slowly, the rat's eye narrows as he fixes a death glare upon Baert. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Baert, ye VILE HERETIC WRETCH! Relieved!? What in the bloody abyss art ye talking about?&amp;quot; The rat spits upon the ground as he notes /Templar/ working with this scum. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Ye call thineselves Knights of the Church? This man is corrupt! He is a danger to those we art here to protect! Arrest him for conspiracy to murder a Priest!&amp;quot; Orders the rat. Still, his weapon is held.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe is clearly keeping up and Tomoe then shows she's got similar skills as she stop moving via flight and starts using the terrain about her to chase after Celia. She's also just almost hit with the knife. It's a pretty near thing as she keeps up with them another throw would be very likely to catch her. Still she's not about to give up but damn this is harder than expected. She continues to make use of the terrain s she chase3s after the woman in blue but does not like what she sees at this point. She pauses for a moment. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;...&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Yup her day just got a hell of a lot worse here it seems. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I see vermin can wear fine clothing.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She's going for her sword at this point it's time to fight in all likelihood.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe is clearly keeping up and Tomoe then shows she's got similar skills as she stop moving via flight and starts using the terrain about her to chase after Celia. She's also just almost hit with the knife. It's a pretty near thing as she keeps up with them another throw would be very likely to catch her. Still she's not about to give up but damn this is harder than expected. She continues to make use of the terrain s she chase3s after the woman in blue but does not like what she sees at this point. She pauses for a moment. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;...&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Yup her day just got a hell of a lot worse here it seems. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I see vermin can wear fine clothing.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She's going for her sword at this point it's time to fight in all likelihood.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:129|Ultima (129)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Templarate standing about seem in no visible hurry to mind Faruja's words, perhaps giving credence to Baert's talk of 'relieving' him. One of them even crosses his arms, silently, staring at Faruja as though he'd not heard a word.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;To the various words launched at him, some positively dripping with venom, Baert chortles. &amp;quot;Oh... I don't think I've been given a choice!&amp;quot; He stuffs a fat hand into his cloak, producing a mechanical pistol, waving it about a bit with an artful flourish of his right hand. &amp;quot;And I'll not be giving any of you one either...&amp;quot;, a dark chuckle escapes him as he turns slightly to let his earthen eyes fall upon Roll... and her little dog too. &amp;quot;Madam... if you can but wait a moment... I'll be with you shortly.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The turning of the fat man from the square gives Ainsley's knife ample time to find its mark... and a perfect opening too!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It's just a shame that Lettie is having none of that! She kicks off from the windowsil, turning top side down and kicks the flying dagger into the distance without a word.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Mizuki's deadly pair's assault, in tandem with Auron and Allyn's own attacks is when the fight begins in earnest. Two archer's fall from the &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;rooof&lt;/del&gt;, sent stumbling by Allyn, before a nearby mage hurls a &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Thunderspell &lt;/del&gt;in his direction. Mizuki's deadly pair eat through a good few soldiers on the ground, at least beore those Templarate step in, they'll find that these two are FAR stronger &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;tha &lt;/del&gt;Baert's hired swords. They're only atempting to cut the pair down with sword swipes at this point though! Auron's freezing volley, too, catches a group of archers on an opposite roof head on... turning two to popsicles before the others attempt to return fire!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;From this point on, what's left of the hired hands charge the square where Faruja, Ainsley, Tomoe, and others wait and proceed to attack!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The assassin girls aren't &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;contenpt &lt;/del&gt;to sit by and watch either... in fact, they same determined to go after Faruja himself. Both pull knives, leaping into his vicinity on either side of the fray, with both offering at the exact same time, &amp;quot;...One last dance before you die, Holy Rat?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:129|Ultima (129)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Templarate standing about seem in no visible hurry to mind Faruja's words, perhaps giving credence to Baert's talk of 'relieving' him. One of them even crosses his arms, silently, staring at Faruja as though he'd not heard a word.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;To the various words launched at him, some positively dripping with venom, Baert chortles. &amp;quot;Oh... I don't think I've been given a choice!&amp;quot; He stuffs a fat hand into his cloak, producing a mechanical pistol, waving it about a bit with an artful flourish of his right hand. &amp;quot;And I'll not be giving any of you one either...&amp;quot;, a dark chuckle escapes him as he turns slightly to let his earthen eyes fall upon Roll... and her little dog too. &amp;quot;Madam... if you can but wait a moment... I'll be with you shortly.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The turning of the fat man from the square gives Ainsley's knife ample time to find its mark... and a perfect opening too!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It's just a shame that Lettie is having none of that! She kicks off from the windowsil, turning top side down and kicks the flying dagger into the distance without a word.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Mizuki's deadly pair's assault, in tandem with Auron and Allyn's own attacks is when the fight begins in earnest. Two archer's fall from the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;roof&lt;/ins&gt;, sent stumbling by Allyn, before a nearby mage hurls a &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Thunder spell &lt;/ins&gt;in his direction. Mizuki's deadly pair eat through a good few soldiers on the ground, at least beore those Templarate step in, they'll find that these two are FAR stronger &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;than &lt;/ins&gt;Baert's hired swords. They're only atempting to cut the pair down with sword swipes at this point though! Auron's freezing volley, too, catches a group of archers on an opposite roof head on... turning two to popsicles before the others attempt to return fire!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;From this point on, what's left of the hired hands charge the square where Faruja, Ainsley, Tomoe, and others wait and proceed to attack!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The assassin girls aren't &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;content &lt;/ins&gt;to sit by and watch either... in fact, they same determined to go after Faruja himself. Both pull knives, leaping into his vicinity on either side of the fray, with both offering at the exact same time, &amp;quot;...One last dance before you die, Holy Rat?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:275|Alexandra Knox (275)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Using the full reach of her nine foot spear, Lex stays in front of Faruja. They may have numbers, they may be charging the square, but she has reach and position. She has every intent to make them pay for attempts to pass by her on the way to the Rattus Praedicans.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:275|Alexandra Knox (275)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Using the full reach of her nine foot spear, Lex stays in front of Faruja. They may have numbers, they may be charging the square, but she has reach and position. She has every intent to make them pay for attempts to pass by her on the way to the Rattus Praedicans.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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