Iota Irondust

Lowe sighs and sits down crossing his legs. 'Shows what trying gets me. Doesn't sound like any fights are happening so might as well wait around.' Lowe stats put where he is

Lowe's eyes widen even more as Cecile begins to cry and he panics. 'okaaay what would Asther do...he'd think of a logical reason why she shouldn't cry, that's it!' Lowe starts poking Cecile more in an attempt to distract her. "H-HEY NONE OF THAT! You didn't kill her alright, she could have ran away! If you should be mad at anyone it's me. I killed your friend! GET MAD AT ME I KILLED YOUR FRIEND" 'Lowe, Lowe stop'

As Joicelyn collapsed to the ground Lowe couldn't help but crack up. "HOWS THAT FOR 'ALL I GOT' YOU B-" he forced himself to stop after seeing Cecile drop to her knees. He carefully made his way around to Cecile's side hand eased one hand out to poke her shoulder. "Um...there, there....it appears you were close, sorry to hear that. Unfortunately she made her choice, nothing can be done now...she was um...very strong..." Lowe genuinely had no idea what he was saying and his wide eyes depicted this. Lowe moves to B14 and talks to Cecile.

Joicelyn's flames blast against Lowe and as they fade an expression of satisfaction is left on his face. The expression cracked for scarcely a moment when he sees Hiero get scorched. He stifled a laugh after the girl's hesitant attack. "This is what holding back on a battlefield gets you, an unfinished job."Lowe steps forward and prepares another fireball. Lowe moves to C16 and attacks Joicelyn.

The sounds of spells being cast was all the signal Lowe needed. As he walked out to flank Joicelyn he readied his tome and spoke aloud. "Argument is over I guess. Though this is probably the best outcome for you honestly. You'll be seeing your fallen comrade soon." Lowe moves to C17 and attacks Joicelyn

@Poimagic I'd like to say that I deeply and spiritually appreciate the use of "skedaddle"

Completely prepared for a fight, Lowe's excitement dies down drastically as he watches Hiero run off then get scorched. "THATS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU SKEDADDLE...dumbass..." Lowe runs up ready to back Hiero up but stops as he hears another effeminate voice begin to speak to the mage. 'Another girl...but it seems like she's trying to defuse the situation...' Lowe moves to D16 and waits, listening in to the conversation.

"Nice work, buddy!" Lowe clapped and smiled as Hiero delivered the finishing blow to the fighter. A shock of pain rattled his body as his adrenaline started to waver and he grimaced while looking down at the wound on his chest. His vision blurs a bit but a smile and crazed look stays on his face as he looks up to see a female miss Hiero with a fireball. 'Shit, a girl...and a cute one at that, Hiero is at a disadvantage...can't risk this injury in this situation' Lowe moves to G17 and uses a vulnerary.

I can pop a vulnerary, yeah. I'm pretty sure Hiero does too.

After Lowe scorched the fighter, he stretched his arms outwards and took a deep inhale with a smile, letting the noises of battle overtake him for a moment. His expression turned sour however as he heard Rekia yell at Hiero and it worsened as he saw Asther limp off the battlefield. Couple of kill-joys. Now I have to get focused again. His arms slumped down to his sides as he looked over to an approaching fighter. While walking he calls out to Hiero. "Never mind the loudmouth, Hiero. You do you." lowe moves to D16, attacks fighter on F16

After missing his first attack, Lowe quiets down and stares at his hand for a moment before looking up to see his teammates assault the fighter he missed. 'Good work but...' he then spins on his heel and looks at the wounded fighter behind Rekia. "LETS TRY THIS AGAIN" Lowe stays at B16, attacks fighter at B18

Please be gentle, I am but a simple loud child who apparently can't land a hit.

Abeloth's roar and attack fills Lowe with a bit of respect for the massive man but that quickly leaves his mind and he starts laughing uncontrollably at the sight of multiple opponents being so close. He quickly steps in front of Rekia without thinking to attack the closest opponent. Lowe moves to B16 and attacks the fighter in C15

Lowe squatted down as Rekia signaled and started scraping his nail on a nearby stone to keep calm. Upon seeing Sujad exit and ride off, Lowe but down harder onto his tongue to force himself to stay still. Rekia's final words caused Lowe to stand up straight in a flash and flap open his tome. He attempts to speak the word 'finally!' but his tongue was fairly swollen so only a jumbled mess came out, but a large smile stayed on his face

Lowe's brow furrowed and he looked with a confused expression between each person that elected him as one to press on further. "...fine. I suppose I do have the smallest equipment load to carry..." he began to carefully follow Rekia while looking back at Asther and Hiero with wide eyes, for he never trusted himself to not cut loose and burst with excitement at any sign of a battle. Taking out and clutching his tome tightly to his chest with both arms, Lowe began lightly chewing on his tongue to force himself into silence while thinking...'Follow the hunter, follow the hunter. Don't yell or scream...Stay. Calm'

"Agreed. We're all in the dark on a lot here. All the more reason to keep him alive and for Asther to lead." While saying this Lowe nods and tilts his head to look between Rekia and Abeloth. "Sujad's gaining ground as we speak so any objections or comments should be preferably quick." He then stands up from his sitting position and dusts himself off lightly.

Lowe ponders for a moment then eases his hand into the air and speaks aloud. "If I could speak my mind on the matter, I would like to volunteer not myself but Asther. From the short time I have spent with him I can say out of the three of us I'd prefer him in a slot like tactician. Not to say Hiero would be not a good fit but I fear his judgement might be impaired while leading a charge against women. I personally would probably end up sacrificing a few of you in gambles. Asther has shown competence and fairness on the battlefield and, like Hiero and myself, has worked with the target before, giving him an advantage on this job. Those are my thoughts." After putting his hand down Lowe looks to Hiero and speaks honest words, though still uses a dry tone. "Sorry if that was rude or you wanted to give it a shot or something, but that's my vote"

Hearing the bearded man's command and seeing Asther bow left Lowe with a bitter taste in his mouth but he bit back antagonistic urges. 'This isn't bending a knee, this is getting food...' he forced himself to repeat thinking that phrase while stomping off to follow behind Abeloth and check his pockets to take account for the only things he bothers to travel with, his tome and a vulnerary. Rather than standing next to Abeloth, Lowe saunters over and sits crosslegged at the base of a tree, intently and silently watching the brute prepare.

Lowe turns his head slightly in the direction on each person introducing themselves while still staring at the ground. Scowling after hearing Hiero speak, he shakes his head and eases to a standing position again. "Aye, I assure you any one of us could leave that thief cut up or scorched. Hiring these two would be advantageous for any army, same goes for me." He then points to his own chest with a thumb. "Lowe Striga, I'll burn a trail after that traitor weather you hire us or not"

As Sujad rides away Lowe face twitches multiple times before moving his gaze to the barely injured giant man. "B-BUT YOU'RE MASSIVE! YOU COULD HAVE EATEN THAT HORSE IF YOU WANTED TO AND NOW WE CAN'T...now we can't..." Lowe collapses onto his knees with slacked shoulders. "...we can't get paid..." a vacant look grows across Lowe's face as he stares at the ground and mutters under his breath.

Lowe hears two sets of footsteps pass by him and he slowly follows while rubbing his eyes. His vision blurs to make out the shapes of the strange scene before him and he shakes his head while placing an elbow onto Asther's shoulder for balance. "Honestly I have actually no idea who these people are but THAT RAT FLASH BOMBED ME AFTER I WAS JUST TALKING TO HIM WITH THE PUREST OF INTENTIONS....also he's stealing the tome we are transporting...mm" Lowe points a shaky finger at Sujad while saying this.

After looking Sujad over and quickly putting the pieces together, a knowing smile grew across Lowe's face as he began to feel the inside of his cloak for his tome. 'Well I guess less people in the party means more money for m-' this thought was abruptly stopped and replaced with high pitched ringing as Lowes vision became overwhelmed with bright light. Lowe clutched one hand over his eyes as he tried to feel for the door of the inn before kicking it open. "sonofabitchisaskingtogetfried, ASTHER, HIERO, GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE ARMED AND READY! WE HAVE A RAT TO CATCH"

As Lowe approaches the inn with a slight wobble in his step, a frown grows across his face after thinking 'bah the holy bastard went to sleep...probably for the best, wouldn't get paid if I blew up the place ...' Noticing Sujad preparing to depart, Lowe's frown grows and he begins to advance towards Sujad without attempting to be stealthy. "Oi! I don't reckon you'd need all those supplies for a midnight walk? What's this about?"

Also I don't think I ever got assigned an affinity. I'm not sure when that factors in or anything so sorry if it doesn't really come into play or matters at this point or something, just checking!

I'm still on board, excited to join in