Flint took a deep breath, Combat. This was his time to shine, but could he? The five men had left there horses, mistake, They should have sent an amount equal to the number of targets and kept the other two on mounted advantage, stupid.
Then again, there were men off to the side, he couldn't see them, but that arow didn'come from thin air. One arow, one man, but there were probably atleast five, and atleast two were aimed at him.
Flint thougt quickly, five men, on foot, swords only, no shileds, the swords wern't standard military, so they were'nt tained formally, but their skilled should'nt be underestimated. In the trees, atleast one, probably five, wileding recurve bows, probably iron tips, for cost.
Nilus was stepping down from the cart. That meant that they had two of us pinned down. they could'nt now about grdar, atleast they have a slight advantage there.
as flint was thinking a million miles a minuts, Nilus was walking towards the men, trying to sway their crooked minds.
"You want to accept our goods", he said calmly, as if he was completely defenseless.
"They are but little and valueless", he continued, trying to make the goods unapplicable and of no value.
"Fine 'den, but we'll take a lit'ol look in der in ya don't mind", the apparently lead bandit replied.
A the situation brewed , grar was rumaging as quietly as he could through the card for anything, anything useful, anything that could augment the element of surprise and take the situation in thier favor. He was leaving no stone unturned.
Ater moments that past like minutes, grdar finally found something of use. I was an artifact he had heard of, it was the light of dierlen. Hw did this scum get thier hands on this, I was considered was of the lost treasures during the black crusades. This could come in handy, especially in this specific perdicament.
The light of dierlen was a stone, it was the shape od a cylinder, but was large and flat, somewhat like a hammer, not unexpected for the dwarves. It was only six inches long, but covered in verses apon verses in the book of ar'kalian, which is dwarvish for arcane.
"we have but little", nilus continued in his sly ways, weaving calming , subliminal word into each sentance. It didn't work.
"Alright then, lets see your currnecy", the bandit yelled, probably not having used such a sophisticated word in years.
Knowing they had no money, Nilus pulled his knife. Flint knew it to be time and went to lunge at the closest bandit, but before any blows were exchanged or any arrows shot, a blinding light came from the cart. It did'nt hit Flint or Nilus as their backs were turned.
The bandits tried to shiled there eyes, but the light seemed to pierce through flesh and bone. Flint dove foword and stabbed the closest bandit in one jerking motion. His sword slied through his flesh, cracking the mans ribs and slicinf his lungs open. It exploded out his back, severing his spine. the man fell to the ground, dead before gravity could take effect.
Nilus ran into the woods, knowing that the bow men posed a huge tactical advantage for the bandits. he sliced the coratid artery on one and span around to slice the jugular on another. he son two more men. Flint was one off on his guess.
Flint, in a more merciful attack, hit one of the other bandits in the head with the broad side of his sword, rendering him unconcious. Flint then turned his gaze to another bandit. ths one was flailing his sword in a blind effort to his something and Flint watched in awe as he slice one of the other bandits arms off. To help everyone, flint knocked him unconscious in the same fashion as the other.
Nilus ran up to the other two men, they were near each other. he grabbed one, who let his arrow fly into the sky, and bashed his head into a tree. Crude for nilus, but effective and non'lethal. Nilus watched as Flint knocked the fourth badit unconscious and saw that he hadn;'t anynedd to kill this one. Nilus ran up behind the last bowman and choked him until he fell unconcious like the others.
As Flint knocked the fourth bandit unconscious, he felt a sword on his knec. It was the leader.
"now, if any of yer bastards move ah inch, il slice you clean through". the leader yelled.
"ill do it, i-", but he was slienced by grdars massive war hammer slamminmg into he face.
Ater they all gained a little composer, flint spoke.
"Tanks Gdar..but", Fint trailed off.
"But what, i saved your life", he growled.
"Wil, two things...first", he started", you chucked a hammer two inches from my head, what if you hit me".
"I wouldnt, be that bad", Gdar tried to pacify Fint.
"Binging me to my secod point, you broke his jaw, what if he had information...".
"I suppose your right, Grdar said, then cursed under his breath.
Once one of the bandits regained conciousness, Flint began to grill the injured man.
"What do you know", Flint yelled in his face.
"Nothing", the man pleaded.
"What do you know ",Flint repeated him self.
"Nothing ",the man replied ,helpless.
"What of caelorn", Flint yelled, hoping that he knew something
"I heard some men", the bandit blurted out.
Flint paused," go on...".
"i heard a guard, he sopke of an artiface", the man said, bargaining his life for information.
"go on", Flint pushed for more.