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Alistair shivered in his armor. Fact of the matter was, bird bones and blood weren't that great for keeping warm, and his wings were stiff and a bit achey from the break a couple of days prior. Well, a day and a half, more like, but who was counting? He'd tried flying earlier, just to confirm he could, but it was going to hurt like hell in this weather, no mistaking that.

Still, he wasn't going to be useless, that much he knew. He coated the prongs of his trident with the violet-colored poison; though he was not usually the sort to enjoy guile-based tactics, he understood that every advantage one could gain in a situation like this was worth consideration at the very least, and he had no reservations using such a substance if it would get even one less Legionnaire killed or injured.

Propping the spear against his leathered shoulder, the harpy rubbed his taloned hands together in an attempt to generate heat, which was mostly futile, then brought them to his face and exhaled, which was marginally less so. He blinked owlishly, but what in the daylight was highly-efficient vision was less so in the dark, and he doubted he could see much more than the average human. Ah well. That, like the weather, would just have to be adjusted for.

The group was given the order to move, and the general was off like a shot, utilizing his armor right off the bat, and Alistair took to the air. Diving speed would be reduced in the rain, but being above the enemy would increase the element of surprise, and he removed his bow from his back, deciding to utilize arrows while the element of surprise was still theirs. Of course, this would mean waiting until such time as the tents were torn down or soldiers began to emerge from them on their own, hopefully still half-asleep and minimally wary.

It was to the latter sorts that he devoted his time for the most part, hoping to delay the sounding of the alarm for as long as possible. Throats, chests, and even a few heads were his targets, though he knew the sheer numbers involved would mean they could not remain concealed forever. Still, the more thinned the enemy ranks were by the time the Thane showed up (for he had surmised by the weather conditions that one was probably present), the better.




Talae was used to conducting operations at night. Of course, "operations" here meant single or double-target assassinations, not full-scale skirmishes or battles. Even so, she could not help but feel a level of comfort at the cover of darkness, for this at least was something she knew how to take advantage of. The footing was treacherous and she was cold, but hopefully that would abate somewhat when she got moving.

She wasn't the sort to put something on her weapons without knowing exactly what it was, and she sniffed at one of the vials before raising a brow. Snakesglove? That wasn't even lethal... of course, simply knocking out as many as possible and coming back to kill them would have made a form of sense, but it made still more to simply mix something fatal and do the same thing without the retracing of steps, especially if they wanted to do this quickly. An accidental cut that left one of them knocked out would be just as lethal in this situation as a more potent toxin, so that wasn't the reason, either... oh well. Not her call.

She applied a liberal does of the stuff to the edges of her bastardsword and lowered it, holding the hilt loosely in one hand. Before anyone said anything else, the general was off, and Talae turned to Kisikoni. "Shall we?" she asked, tapping her armor and shooting off after Wrath. As Neira veered left, so Talae swept right, skirting the edged of the clearing the camp was in until she came upon the first likely target. Assuming that Koni would be behind her, she shredded through three tents and nicked at least two people, knowing that in this case acting as a team would enable them to work faster.

The dark elf had no desire to let anyone get away to sound the alarm, though, and so doubled back after the third canvas was destroyed and drew both its occupants into combat. They, along with the one she'd downed on her way, constituted half of those who knew something was going on (by her fault anyway), and a well-timed arrow eliminated the second man from the middle tent. Excellent.

She appeared to have stumbled upon a pair of Children, though, which was not quite so excellent, and she was immediately preoccupied dodging a gout of that infernal fire, diving to the side and rolling. She came to her feet, scrabbling slightly in the mud, but that just reminded her of the time she'd sparred with Caine, and so she decided to use it to her advantage now as then, counting on her sense of balance to keep her upright while she utilized the slick ground to move faster and less predictably.

One of the Children swung a maul at her, but she slid under the blow and hacked at his shoulder as she passed. It left a gash, but she really should have just shoved a knife into his armpit. Probably would have stood more chance at hitting an artery that way. Even so, the poison did it's job, and he was down for the count shortly after.

His partner immediately wised up to the game, though, and went on the offensive, causing her to shift into blocking and dodging more than she would have liked. Mostly the latter, because there was always a chance that the next attack would be more flames, and those didn't get blocked.