Leadership

OOC:
Looking at a desert terrain mid-scale war. Expect other soldiers to intervene (be it to their doom or not ) I enjoy a few light swear words now and then, so if you're uncomfortable with that let me know at the start and I'll curb it. Link to my character is in my signature. Let's go! MEEP! Edits! For anyone who wants to RP.

IC:
It was mid-day, the sun beat down on Feather-Tooth’s head as the horses behind him shuffled nervously. To either direction of him were rows upon rows of healers and doctors clad in tan robes. He himself also wore a tan robe with holes cut in the back for his wings. He shook his head quickly, attempting to create a small breeze for himself and lose some of the desert heat. His mace was sheathed and he had been given a supplement of herbs, sutures, and a few needles full of sedative to hold instead. One hundred feet or so in front of him the foot soldiers waited patiently, clad in full accoutrements of iron field armor and equipped with various weapons and shields in varying conditions.

“Doctors and healers alike,” a male, human voice bellowed behind him, “check your provided equipment twice! If you need any additional herbs or sutures those will be
provided as soon as possible! There will be no more additional sedatives given out, do with what you have already!”

A battle horn sounded in the distance.

“Stay behind well behind the line of combat and only enter with weapons drawn and while you have a soldier to cover your ass!” Without looking Feather-Tooth followed the nervous path the horse was turning behind them. Left, right, snort, repeat.

Another battle horn. It wasn’t uncommon for Feather-Tooth to be recruited as he was passing through a town. He in fact enjoyed assisting, and generally if he performed well he would be allowed to speak with the generals and captains to ask them about leadership. He shook his head again, waiting for the impending charge.

Time seemed to slow down in moments like these, the first beginning footfalls of soldiers rushing into battle, the mages positioned on hills slowly working their first spell, the soft sound of the string of a bow being pulled back by the legion of archers waiting for the first order to let them go.

Hrm, yet another battle and yet another chance to take in this odd thing called war. I wonder why these lands choose to recruit people like myself as healers instead of soldiers. I’ll have to ask one of the generals that when this is over.

“On your guard!” The same general from before sounded the alert as an unknown attacker sprinted from the side. A few fell swoops and three clerics were dead.

Damn thing. Feather-Tooth tore off his tan cloak, his steel shimmering aside his scales in the desert sun. A swift sound of metal on metal and his shield and mace were drawn. Come and get me.

OOC:I'll join you but be warned i'm a bit rusty

BIC:
Shiko awoke in what looked like a cage. he had no idea where he was but he remeberd something. Before he went to bed three humans came and tried to get hime to fight in some petty war. He had said to them "I do not with to join in a little battle. I have many things to do and i'm not interested in the matters ofidiot humans such as ye sevles." after that the men spoke "But we need you to come and help we might not come back and we heard how good the last Zeloc was at fighting." the other man interupted "and magic lets not forget magic." After that Shiko told them. "No." and then he thew them out of the house.

Now sitting in the cage he asked the gaurd. "Where am i?" the gaurd spoke in a rash voice. "Since you did not come with us we are making you fight. if you don't want to fight after we open the cage that is fine but we will burn down the villge. so pick fight or have the blood of innocint people on your hands?" Shiko then spoke. "fine i will fight."

He was then let out of the cage and he was put into a wagon. after a three hour trip they stoped. and he heard one man say. "we will start the battle soon." Shiko thought to himself "Hopefully i can get out of here fast or maybe i could make these kidnappers win. then i can go up and heal some of the so called enemy wounded" He then Un-sheathed his sword and got ready to fight.