As he talked Nera had already been scetching sigils in the air, and now, around the human a trasparent wall moved with them, compleatle covering them and letting nothing in or out.

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"I seriously hope not." murmered Alesia, turning to the exit "We better go check it out." The sounds were becoming louder by now as what sounded like orcs fighting men. Alesia turned to shout at the soldiers again, they had to hurry, the humans needed help. What examples were moon-elfs setting? the fortress was a mess, and it was her fault, she had to get the elfs out of this.

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Aldaar ordered his soldiers to retreat behind him. He was happy that they slightly saved themselves from being massacred. "Nice job, Drakon. Now all we need to get out of this situation and get help as soon as possible"

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With a full battalion of soldiers behind her, Alesia charged towards the front gate where the humans were frantically battling, drawing her bow and an arrow, she braced herself, these orcs were vicious fighters, an average orc could tear an average moon-elf apart, knowing how fragile her race were, hence the reason most prefered long range combat, with spells and bows.

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((I'm a bit confused-the humans are trying to get into the elf city, and are battling orcs, right?))

((yes, the fort and elf soldiers had been having troubles from trolls, and to make things worse, orcs were sighted camping nearby, then humans were coming to the elf place (((i dont know why though, ask captain faramir))) and suddenly the orcs attacked, and now the elfs and humans are battling the orcs to keep them out of fort laflesia))

(((( oh and i got to go now, i'll be back tomorrow ))))

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Eshtok had a knife in each hand, fighting with an orc furiously. He and the men under his command were caught up in the midst of the battle, trying to reach the safety of the fortess walls.
<i>I'm not meant for this</i> he thought as he stabbed an orc through a crack in it's armor. <i>I'm an archer, not a soldier.</i>

(^Hey, Elenya, what do you think about Eshtok and Anira being a couple? That is unless you don't want to be my character's love interest in two rpgs lol.)

Anira charged to the front with Alesia. She had no bow and arrow, for she, unlike most elves, did not have great skill in archery. She flipped two daggers out, one from each of her sleeves, and began slashing at some of the orcs coming at them. Frustration welling up inside her, she contemplated whether or not to use some of her Elementalist powers to take out some of the orcs. It would certainly be easier than fighting them with her daggers. But the way that beings from all three of the races, orcs, elfs, and humans alike, mingled in the fighting, Anira worried that she would accidentally hurt some of their allies.

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Seamara woke to the clashing of weapons. She had camped near the fort ever since she sighted the orcs, not wishing to leave and hoping that they might decide to leave instead of her. As her sword had informed her, it was most unlikely, and she would be better off to leave, or, as it had said, "Prevail upon the elves for protection." Seeing the battle below, she was slightly glad she wasn't currently in the middle of it. She stood up slowly, attempting to see how each side was doing. The orcs seemed fine, but she wasn't especially suprised by that. She slowly made her way towards the fight, thinking that she might be able to help.

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Behind their Captain, Aldaar, was one soldier who was limping slightly and struggling to keep up with the other men. An orc spear had pierced his calf, and when he had tried to yank it out, the head broke off into his leg. Now he had to bite back the pain that wanted to scream out of him.

"I'm not made for this...this war." He muttered, hating himself deeply. "I'm only a hinderance. How many orcs have I slain? Two. Two among thousands."

His fingers playing with the hilt of his sword, as he was wont to do when troubled.

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(i tihnk that would be awesome, if the offer is still up there! and could someone fill me in, please?)

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(it is thankyou. Humans are outisde elf fort, elves are helping them defend against orcs)

Dracon saw a wonded man behind him and lept down beside the man. "Hold still please" He put his hand over the bladehead and pulled it out useing someting like a magnective field. Then he quickly began stanching the wound with herbs and bandages. "There" it was over in about a minit, but he hadn't tried to lessen the pain for the man. "You should be fine now"

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Just then, outside the fort, came running up a beautiful Elven maiden whom called herself Kithsytha. She came up with the group of Elves battling the orcs and threw her throwing axe into one's neck. "Sorry I'm late..." She muttered and contiuned to fight.

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It was all he needed, mishearing the order to shoot for an order for an element, flames ripped along Nera's blade. He was a tornado of fire, his charge forgotten he drove into the orc ranks, bruning them to a crisp. he was the fire, he was nothing but the fire, the fire consumed him. As he spun, suddenly he saw the most beutiful elf he had ever seen, her hair, her eyes, the way she cleved though the orcs necks. (Marysue but i couldn't resist) The fire melted away from him as he stared in wonder, and an orc stabbed him in the back.

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Kithsytha quickly looked over at the man on fire. She saw an approaching orc and tried to get over to him in time. Then, there eyes meet. She blushed but then an orc stabbed him in the back. She quickly took out her dagger and with one swift motion threw it past his head, nailing the orc. She cursed at the orc and shoved it off the man's body. She left her dagger in so she could check the man's wounds.

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