This is all a bit daunting… maybe he really shouldn't be here. But "what-ifs" and "this sucks" don't really matter when it's already too late. Dwyer sighs and shuffles out his tome, squinting to take aim of Farina in the near-distance. He mutters quietly, something half-lament and half-incantation… before a blast of dark purple bubbles at his fingertips. And then it goes firing off into the flier's direction.
[ HP: 6/6, Roll:12-2 = 10, Hit -1.5 ]
♠ - Alright, so she might've missed the timing by a little and arrived ...fashionably late. Not by much but more than enough to have arrived flying over a tiny quiet corner of the battlefield.
Where she was promptly shot at by some mage with some dark magic-ky stuff. Well, sue her. She doesn't magic.
"Ack!", the pegasus knight screeched out in alarm, pulling back hard on the reins and ordering her mount to a fluttering halt. Couldn't say that shot didn't hit her. Though, uh, that really could've been worse.
Farina HP: 3.5/5
As for the culprit.. Well, it didn't take her long before she managed to spot gloomy-looking mage over in the corner, who didn't particularly looked like he even wanted to be there. Should be an easy take-down!
"There you are!", she declared. "Thought ya could get the drop on me, didn't ya? Well, think again! Ha!" She punctuated that statement with a sudden dive and a swing of her spear. Not an entirely serious swing but should be more than enough for a warning.
Farina counters with Short Spear - Roll: 12! Hit! -2!
It seemed to hit well enough, which just goes to show how much his heart wasn't in this. Farina gave herself a triumphant grin. At this rate, she may as well finish this round in one go! Nudging her mount to flutter back a few hops, the mercenary wound up her spear and prepared for a finishing charge.
Farina attacks with Knightkneeler on Short Spear - Roll: 2+2! Miss!
Which...may have ended up given itself a little too much away, for that swing went well over his head and ended up causing her to fly comically right past her foe. She had ended up needing a few more fly-bys before she could stabilize properly.
Alright, maybe she'd underestimated him a little. Looking suitably chastised and red-faced, the mercenary muttered out a very quick "That, uh, thatneverhappened!" Alright, maybe she could give to take this just a tiny bit more seriously.
