Ark watched the next come. He smacked his sword out of the man's hand with his own sword in his left, then slashed him across the throat before sticking through the top of his torso with his sword.

For reasons which he did not know, armour seemed to be little to no use against his sword. He watched a man with a massive two-handed sword behead one of his temple guard and charge at Ark. He side-stepped the cleave, spun so he was facing away, and stuck his dagger through his victim's back.

He pulled it free, and sheathed the dagger. He grabbed a nearby throwing spear, pulled back, and slammed it into the face of an attacker. He spun to his next opponent, but parried wrong. The attack struck across his chest, biting into the leather, and breaking a few rungs of mail. Ark also felt a rib go.

He pulled back and killed that attacker, spun, and saw a captain charging at him. "FOR PRINCESS SELIA!" yelled the man.

Ark blocked his attack, and forced it down and brought his face to an inch of that man's. "You fight for her death, but I fight for her life." Then pulled his dagger and cut his throat. He turned away from the gurgling man and tried to see where he should go next.

OOC: The princess' name is Selia or something, Cesia was a fake now...

A new battering ram crew had taken up position on the ram. The Ram smashed into the door splintering several boards. "Drop the Portcullas!" The gridded gate fell behind closing off the last access to the main gates. The main gates splinered. "FIRE!!!" The archers in the court yard killed the battering ram crew easilly.

[OOC] @_@ yikes, I leave for a new years trip and I’m about 3 chapters behind.

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to work Thid in once more.

I guess it's time for some heavy reading....unless someone wants to give me the Cliff’s Notes on what’s happened since the camp before the bridge?[OOC]

OOC: Your in Alba castle. CId is about to crush you. Your there just to hold him off.

OOC: Not Cid himself mind you. Just his army. Which dwarfs ours. You have two options, be with CJ, and LWM as they take the people to Aviona, or you can be in the fight. If you go for the fight, you're either in two groups, 1) The people that have gone into the enemy's ranks (Raiden, BM) or 2) The people that are on the wall, by the gate, etc. fighting to hold the castle. (Me, and Jad)

OOC: He's with you at the castle... Everyone was basically ordered/forced to say expect those three. And Cid might be there, in a tent in the back drinking some wine and laughing evily or something

OOC: Well, the fighters were told to stay. Which is why Cesia, Dawn, and Lynx left. That leaves Ark, Vace, Tama, Jude, and Gin to fight at the castle. Your pick Gato.

Vace had made it out of the city without attracting attention, and was now running towards the enemy's rear. He was searching and spotted the enenmy's new weapon, but knew those would be well defended. Instead, he saw a bunch of lightly defended tents with a lot of activity. He realized it was the tents with the new things needed for the weapons, since they didn't want the elements ruining them, and that almost all the guards had been 'drafted' by the weapon workers to help carry the goblin powder to the weapons so the elements wouldn't effect it. Vace crawled along the ground and waited for a group of Cid's soldiers to leave the tent, then he cut through the back and got in. He saw lot's of barrels holding the powder, and he quickly stabbed a hole in the side of two, then rolled one out the hole in the tent. It was at the back of the supply tent, so the guards didn't even notice.

He rolled it a good distance away, staying in the tallest part of the grass and slowly rolling it away. When he got a distance enough away he could stand like normal, turned the barrel up and moved it away from the line of powder. He charged his sword with electricity and stabbed it down on the line. It immediatly sparked and fizzed to life, burning it's way down the powder. Vace sat patiently, waiting for the burning powder to cross the field of long grass, and saw a spark as it neared the tent. A few seconds later, there was a massive explosion that sent troops flying, and that was so large it actually knocked over two nearby weapons, damaging them so they wouldn't fire any more. Vace smiled at a job well done, then made his way along the outskirts of battle, trying not to be noticed and looking for any more opportunities for sabatoge.

Ark saw the explosion. "Nice work Vace." He spun back to his current problem. The ladders had been put up and knocked down constantly, but that wasn't it. They had bringing three people in groups. One with an overly large shield, one with a sword, and one with a spear. The men with shields would advance, then the spearman would stick the spear out to stab people, then open allowing the swordsmen to get out. This was massacering the archers. Ark flicked a throwing dagger out, and caught a man in the face with it. He ran at them, and ran through them to the archers. With a smirk, he kicked a vat of oil onto them, then walked through them again as they screamed, fell, and died by various means.

Ark shoved a ladder down, and took stock of how they were holding up. Not too well. He sheathed his sword, and ran up the stairs. The situation looked back from higher up. There were just too many. He blted back into the fight, hewing the first man he could.

He didn't even notice as his retinue was butchered around him, or when the corpses piled higher. He stumbled away from the melee, and took stock on himself. Nasty cut on his arm, right below the mail sleeve. He tore a peice of fabric off, and tied that, then noticed he had three arrows sticking out of him. Apparently the armour had been very good indeed, despite the rungs digging into him and the various bruisees and broken ribs he'd incured.