[/html]Fourth Strike, group two.We will be dealing with Kaj Mathias and Hasse Kettil. Maggie will be killing Hasse Kettil. And if any of this isn’t alright, let me know.
This was a situation Maggie had never been in before; having prescious knowledge that she had no idea what to do with, so she let her gut instincts kick in. Maggie had gotten a glimpse of the attackers as she did her last round of checking the traps earlier; but luckily she hadn’t been seen so she slinked back to the heart of the territory, quietly sounding the alarm. She ran back into the heart of the territory, howling for anyone to come join her. Denver and Siv had arrived in due time, and the three sprinted to the border to defend their homeland.
It had been awkward since Denver and Maggie had last spoken, but she exchanged pleasant glances with the peculiar wolfdog as they made their way north. After some time the Confidant hushed the group and listened to the sounds echoing in the forest. The scout pointed to her right and motioned for the others. She took off the dagger that hung from her throat on string and kept it tightly wrapped around her right hand. She was almost within striking distance when the world shattered around her; she stepped on a twig that snapped just a little bit too loudly.
”Who’s there?” The darker stranger called out gruffly. The other, younger, creature grabbed his sword menacingly, and ran right to where the scouting party was standing. With her heart kicking into overdrive Maggie whispered “Run!” to her comrades, hoping to find a vantage point behind that at which to fight with them and regain an advantage.
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