Over the last year, Anastasia has grown from bold and inexperienced, into bold, and slightly less inexperienced. She does tend to lead from the front. She doesn't ask anyone else to sacrifice themselves before she would sacrifice herself. However, she suffers from youthful exuberance, tempered with the zeal of a crusader. She considers the Flind Blackguard a personal affront, and one that cannot go unchallenged. Not content to simply collapse a mountain, or part of, on the gnolls, the Flind leader must be confronted, and defeated, as an example to Blackmoor, the Giants, and those who would attack Sterich from within, or from without.
That said, during the harrying, and skirmishing, Anastasia conspires to have her friends and companions cut the flind off from his support, for a second Mano -i- Womano confrontation. This time, older, wiser, and MOUNTED, during the skirmish, when he was cut off, Anastasia charged. Her horse, Faith, a blur of motion, a golden nimbus winked into existence around her lance point. The Flind got the point, much to his unfortunate chagrin, though he skillfully maneuvered his shield into place as she struck, her lance point struck with deadly force, piercing his shield, and straight on through to the heart. He moved as though to swing his sword, causing another motion, Faith wheeled, and Anastasia brought her sword to bear. It too glowed, a nimbus of golden light surrounding it, and with that, she struck, calling out, "Blackguards, Fiends, Giants and Gnolls. Your day is here. Your doom is come. No more do we strike from shadows and darkness. Sterich will be free. All attackers will answer to us, her defenders. We do not tire. We do not rest. We will strike, this I promise you, until not a single one of you remains. This I promise you." As the last word came out, she parried the weakened swing of the Blackguard, and smote him through, her sword blazing through with the power of her faith, and magic.
Once the gnolls are taken care, Anastasia will be more than happy to fight over the keep. Once inside, the gate, She fought in the courtyard, on horseback, as much as she could. She rallied the troops more than once for a countercharge against the giants, both out in the courtyard, and again, inside the keep, at the end of the day, victory was theirs.
That said, during the harrying, and skirmishing, Anastasia conspires to have her friends and companions cut the flind off from his support, for a second Mano -i- Womano confrontation. This time, older, wiser, and MOUNTED, during the skirmish, when he was cut off, Anastasia charged. Her horse, Faith, a blur of motion, a golden nimbus winked into existence around her lance point. The Flind got the point, much to his unfortunate chagrin, though he skillfully maneuvered his shield into place as she struck, her lance point struck with deadly force, piercing his shield, and straight on through to the heart. He moved as though to swing his sword, causing another motion, Faith wheeled, and Anastasia brought her sword to bear. It too glowed, a nimbus of golden light surrounding it, and with that, she struck, calling out, "Blackguards, Fiends, Giants and Gnolls. Your day is here. Your doom is come. No more do we strike from shadows and darkness. Sterich will be free. All attackers will answer to us, her defenders. We do not tire. We do not rest. We will strike, this I promise you, until not a single one of you remains. This I promise you." As the last word came out, she parried the weakened swing of the Blackguard, and smote him through, her sword blazing through with the power of her faith, and magic.
Once the gnolls are taken care, Anastasia will be more than happy to fight over the keep. Once inside, the gate, She fought in the courtyard, on horseback, as much as she could. She rallied the troops more than once for a countercharge against the giants, both out in the courtyard, and again, inside the keep, at the end of the day, victory was theirs.
