Damien

don't worry Sir all exits have been blocked the buildings on fire, my freinds on a rampage. yes i think i will win were you would have fail. tisk, and it seemed like such a simple task." the general did not look pleased.

General: "What have you done Damien"

Damien: "Whats best for the glory of Bartholomew. I suggest we take care of the Deligats, then the witnesses then the generals, keep all the credit for myself. its a perfict plan."

the general drew out a dagger in deffence. "come now general, i do really hate going out of sequence." the archers from the other balconys began to hail down the arrows to the civilian population. the doors were being blockaded by the other Jerican; the trap had went a little slow but it seemed to be working well.

---Tabor

the grunts seemed to be guideing me, but the rewards seemed to sentuious to denie, fat plum victums were to my disposal though they broke easily. but it seemed that tentions between the skilled were amping. they were probibly going to strike soon. it dosn't matter I'll sever them if thy try to do anything.

but a fait worse then death came from the skys. he presious heat was being lost as there mosture was being released by falling arrows. I let out Crys of Anger and Hatred. "who would be so waistfull!" I bellowed as my contiouos mind (twisted) but fruntioning now was able to think as bliss had accomplished its goal.

rearing his head up he noticed the one who had lead him hear. finishing another, letting his heast just bust out into the air. waisting the sanity on the floor. after his deed was done he jumped off the balcony useing one of the many wall tassles to make it to the floor safly.

Tabors mind was gone, but he knew if he wanted to preserve his winnings in this cavern. he'd have to take care of the big honcho.

---Frank

it all seems a blur, from fighting delegats to staveing off beasts. survival was on every ones minds. "Jerican 12! Flank the heard!" they had to channle the civilians to the beast to slow its progress. the archers wern't helping the ballrooms jerican out as they were mowing down there cannon-foder. the point just got too desprit. "Retreat" he called to the fellow Jerican. he may be working for the best government in the world but he had to take care of his men.