Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20200102121419

"Zapping something that is in the water doesn't seem like a good plan." Elisiv stated. She looked to Jof and continued from Kal's suggestion. "Can you lift one of them up?"

"I'd need to get closer, I can't use telekinesis from this distance." Jof replied.

"Very well, do it then. If Lars is right and it is a trap then we need to know what it is." The Shield-Sister ordered.

Jofrodr nodded and then stepped into the water, walking a bit into the river until the river tides reached his waist. He then held out both hands and channeled magic into his fingertips, using them to immitate a grabbing motion as he closed his fists, then lifting his hands into the air.

The barrel in front of him began to lift slightly, but stopped before even a tenth of it exited the water.

"Shit." He muttered. "It's stuck to something, looks like a chain is keeping it in place!" He yelled to the others.

"Probably what makes them stay put in the water. An anchor of sorts." Elisiv surmised. "Can you lift the anchor as well?"

"I could, but it would take more effort." Jofrodr replied.

"Do it then." Elisiv ordered.

Jofrodr sighed and stopped the spell, then prepared to cast it again. This time with one hand aiming at the barrel and the other on the anchor under it.

Though as Jofrodr was busy with using telekinesis, the Sabercat's ears lifted up and it began to look around as if searching for something.

Harald was shocked and confused at what was happening when Stinralg jumped up behind him. He saw the armored housecarl defending him from behind, but that didn't make any sense.

"What in Shor's name is going on here?!" Harald demanded.

"An assassin, my liege." Agrunac replied. "There!"

Kane turned around, following Agrunac's finger to the grunt with his hand held out.

Admar had failed and worse yet, he had been discovered. He knew what fate awaited him now so he decided to make the most of it with the time he had left. He slashed his sword at the nearest human and shot another Ice Spike towards the Jarl.

Agrunac blocked the spell again. "Kill him!" He demanded to the men in the vanguard.

The Atmorans near Admar tried to attack him, messing up their defensive formation.

The Jarl was furious. If this dragged on it would greatly endanger his vanguard, way more than it already was. He flipped his spear and pulled his arm back, then threw Gungnir at the assassin. The magic spear flew true and struck the assassin on his right shoulder, sending him thumbling back to his knees.

Before Admar could collect himself, another human stabbed him through the back.

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"Are they just going to stand there and die?" Ivar wondered as he watched the vanguard from a distance.

"Look at that, something is going on in their formation." Egil noted, having noticed the in-fighting in the vanguard. "Though it didn't last long."

"Maybe they have turned on one another. Easterners are wont to do that." Ivar grinned.

The men of Ostmark have been known to fight one another, especially during the Dragon War when some of the Jarl's vassals and two Companion crews from the hold sided with the dragons and their priests instead of the rebels.

"Let us hope not, if the vanguard crumbles we lose many of our Tongues." Egil pointed out.

Ivar looked at his cousin. "We best be getting out own Tongues in formation then, for I fear the boy Jarl is doomed."

Jarl Ivar's flank didn't have many Tongues and among them was the mercenary Andor. He was called to the front of the formation to join the Jarl as they began to march up towards the gatehouse. Though they didn't try to get too close, as the Storm was still raging on.