What Can One Grey Warden Do?

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WHO: Hercules, Jamie, Kain, Rachette, Alistair, Kaidan, Bethany, Dorian, Anders, and Nathaniel.
WHAT: The ambush and capture of Lord Livius Erimond
WHEN: Drakonis 4
WHERE: The Western Approach
NOTES: Info on this post. Feel free to start your own mingle threads for the journey there and back. Warning for violence.

It doesn't really rain here. The skies are blue and the sun is glaring, the sands shifting only when a merciful breeze blazes through, which isn't often. It's hardest on Team D, which has no shade or shelter. The other two teams are tucked away in the shadows, impossible to see as Erimond's party enters the gorge.

They had seen the demons from afar, Nathaniel peering through a spyglass. There are eight of them, each bound to a mage, and Nathaniel has chosen to continue with the plan, though he has urged everyone not to try to fight, only to push through with the plan as-is and get out. They are all very much outnumbered, but all they need to do is take one man.

So stay hydrated and move quickly, team. Anything can happen in the next few minutes.

[OOC: I will tag into each team thread as the action reaches each team. Feel free to mingle on team threads before then and react to the action in other threads. Also, please start your own threads for travel mingling, if you want that sort of thing. This will keep everything organized for everyone's AC purposes.]

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[liberalum]

Spirit magic ripples sickly green as Dorian throws up his barriers as attention is, inevitably, drawn their way, even after the devastation impact of Bethany's force spell. "Not exactly ice, is it?" he shouts over the chaos, unable not to rib her a little for immediately veering wildly off-course from her own plan.

Apostates, honestly.

It doesn't matter, though. It's working. His voice is textured with adrenalised liveliness, and he conserves his most of his energy for the moment as he sends gusts of energy, surgical, attempting to control the crowd around where Kaidan is fighting them toe-to-toe, like a madman.

He turns, tearing a fireball through the Veil and sending it blazing for the enemy mages -- attempting, this time, for accuracy.

"I'll cover our retreat," he asserts, mostly for Bethany -- Kaidan will have to do with them yelling at him to run. "Be ready."

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Bethany just looked over at Dorian with a faintly bleak look, before she focused her attention on the elder mage. Her first Winter's Grasp bounced off of him and his dispel as if wasn't there at all.

She hissed and turned the staff on him again, amping up her Winter's Grasp to Winter's Fury to hit him again, her brown eyes flaring. She did nod in response to Dorian, however, knowing that he would have the ability to cover them.

"Right." She looked at him, her gaze focusing.

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Kaidan could manage - for the most part. Though he was getting uncomfortably aware that he would have to do the one thing he didn't want to, and use his magic. It would work, be powerful enough, but it could cripple him for a while afterwards, and he didn't want to put the extra pressure on Bethany and Dorian. But the retreat was going to happen, and with Dorian making sure Bethany got out safely, it was up to him to extract himself.

He drew on his mana and threw out a telekinetic burst, hoping that he would avoid the crippling migraine long enough to escape.

Sorry sorry!

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Dorian's fireball sends most of the mages to the ground. Their barriers are down, so nothing is to keep their clothes and any exposed hair from catching fire. Terror demons caught within the blast also fall, but a rage demon only grows larger and roams toward the team. That is, until Bethany's spell catches it, makes it impossible for it to press forward. Kaidan's blast is too small to reach enemies, but there is enough distance now for the team to escape.