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Van withdrew his sword from the body of a org as one of the remaining tower guards lit the beacon. It had been a lot harder then he had been lead to believe but he got his first job as a warden done. He waited for a few seconds for the attack horns to ring. They did not nor would Van hear them instead he heard the retreat horns ring out. Did something in the plan go wrong? Van hurried over too one of the windows and saw Tarn Logane leading his legion if fresh troops away from the battlefield. What the hell is he doing? Don't tell me....... That bastard! Van thought as he watched the traitor walk way. Van tuned to face the remaining men as he grabbed his bag "Quickly we need to ge-". Van stopped as he saw a fresh wave of darkspawn heading there way lead by another org of all things. The org saw van and clearly targeted him, the org charged. Van knowing he was running out of energy tried to doge the hulk of muscle that was flying at him at terrifying speed. Van moved out of the way just enough that he was not impaled on his head but was kicked by one of its massive legs sending him flying back. At the same time the org's head bashed though the wall of the tower sending both of them falling to the hard ground below.

Surprisingly Van had come out almost unhurt. He had landed on the now dead org who had crushed its head when it fell. Van picked himself up and hunched oven in pain. It would seem he had broken a rib or two but now was not the time to think about that he was near the back of the battlefield and he needed to get out of there fast unless he wanted to end up dead. Grabbing his bag he began a odd jog that looked like a monkey walking around thanks to trying to move fast and to keep his rips from damaging his internal organs Dame it all why don't i know more healing magic? he though to himself. Suddenly a flash of steal caught his eyes. what appeared to be a wight haired elf had just slain a Alpha but looked as though that was something that took the last of her strength. Van took a look around and saw the last of the men making one last push. Good it will gave me time to get out of here he though as he turned to leave but then remembered the girl. Dame it all he thought to himself as he made his way over to her and offered her a hand up "Hurry up we need to get out of here, or do you want to die"