On the Side Street:
The Sectarian captain turns towards the fiendish vermin and mumbles arcane words that produce three force missiles that streak out towards the creature. They hit the fiendish foe, but its protection against magic negates the damage entirely.
The half-orc Elite slashes out with his sword at the Loyalist soldier standing adjacent to him by the tree. The Elite manages to hit the foe and not the tree. The Loyalist doesn't make a sound as Unglar's longsword cuts into him.
"A good hit," he says loud enough to be heard through the fog.
The fiendish centipede shifts its focus from Breva to the Sectarian captain. It moves towards her and tries to bite her shoulder, but the seasoned wizard manages to evade the creature's pincers.
Big Tim hears the beast roar in the distance. It sounds much closer. Then, he feels the haste magic rush into him, and he knows that Vincenzo is still out there doing his part. He unleashes three sword strikes against The Butcher. The first is powerful blow that would have killed a lesser foe. The Butcher takes without making a sound. The man truly has no fear. The Loyalist Bastard ducks Tim's second sword strike.
Tim senses that the fiendish creature behind him has moved beyond his reach. He swings Rizvan at the Loyalist Soldier next to The Butcher, but he loses the man in the fog. He brings his sword around again against the Butcher but the strike is awkward and the fearless man easily avoids Tim's blade.
Behind him, Tim hear the Regular's crossbow go off and the centipede hiss in pain. It seems the guard managed to hit the summoned creature.
On the Wall:
The guard has held out as long as he can, but he knows he won't last much longer. If he's going to go down, he's going to go down fighting! He shifts to an offensive stance and stabs out with his short sword. He catches Rhumyr completely off guard and inflicts a small cut on the man's arm.
The traitor snarls and stable out with his own sword but the guard manages to avoid the blade.
Candle Street:
Commander Oakfirst takes a moment to survey what he can see. Hew knows there are two foes in front of him. He can barely see the outline of them in the fog. The commander's face turns grim. He is quickly becoming enraged. He takes a step towards his foes. He can see that the Loyalist is weilding a longspear. If Oakfirst had moved even an inch more, the thug would have been able to use the weapon against him. In front of him stands the mercenary. The man is using a defensive stance taught in the Kingdom of Tarminan.
The commander, quickly and without warning, unleashes hell using the magic provided by the Sectarian Exemplar.
He brings his bastard sword around in a vicious arc that cuts critical wound in the thug. The man is in the thrall of The Butcher, so he doesn't yell out or warn the Loyalist next to him. Oakfirst shifts his stance and continues the sword's arc into the mercenary and cuts a deep wound in the man's torso that leaves the Rising Sword staggered and bloody.
"No..." The man whimpers.
The commander shifts his stance again to take advantage of his momentum. He brings his sword up over his head and then bring the blade down on the thug once more. The blade doesn't cut as dep but the commander inflicts a tellnig wound on the man's shoulder. The man's eyes seem to turn towards Oakfirst. They are passive, but the commander senses something else. Almost a pleading.
It distracts the commander enough to ruin his next strike against the mercenary. The man is barely able to deflect the sword strike.
Oakfirst shifts his stance again and brings his handaxe around against the thug. The axe strikes the man across the man. The thug, Eltan, drops to the ground. He won't be getting up ever again.
"ENOUGH!" Commander Oakfirst yells through the fog. "You will all surrender now or I will make your deaths brutal and painful!"
"No surrender," the thug standing behind the mercenary says. His voice is monotone and full of menace. He drops his crossbow, turns silently towards Captain Oakfirst while drawing his dagger, steps towards the man, and drives the dagger into the captain's back.
Tim swings his blade at the man and cuts a deep wound, but he doesn't stop the thug from twisting the dagger. The captain cries out in pain as the poisoned blade finds a vital spot. "No surrender," the thug whispers in the captain's ear. "Not from us and not for you."
"NOOO!" Commander Oakfirst hears the captain cry out but can see what happened in the fog.
A second later, the beast in the distance roars again.
"We cannot surr-" The mercenary tries to say, but Emelia cuts the man off by cutting him down. She steps over him after he falls and lashes out with her blade at the Loyalist standing next to The Butcher. The man turns to block her attacks with his shield.
"Burchard, go deal with that damn cleric!" Oakfirst orders.
"Yes sir!"
The Elite rushes through the fog towards the doorway of the warehouse. He risks the poisoned blade of the thug, but manages to evade the Loyalist's slashing strike. He stops in front of the doorway. Medved heard him coming. He has his shield up and when the Elite strikes out, the mercenary cleric blocks the strike.
Medved surprises Burchard by drawing his longsword in a flash and striking once, twice. The first strike hits the doorframe, but the second slices into the Elite's arm.
Captain Camburn reels from the thug's posioned blade, but he manages to shrug off the poison, for now. He refocus and strikes out at both the thug and Imninon. He nearly drops his blade with the first strike, but the Purifier is with him, and he manages to hang onto the blade. He tightens his grip on the weapon and brings up against the Rising Sword. The blade cuts through the fog and through the man's chest and neck.
The mercenary falls to the ground, dead.
The captain brings the blade around against the thug once more, but the canny rogue ducks the captain's strike.