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<blockquote data-quote="thejc" data-source="post: 5401264" data-attributes="member: 100006"><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Base of Operations PartII</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The next couple of days were filled with exploration for the new abbey. The party helped scout and escort. Roland was in and out splitting his time with his companions and seeing to Wyrmcrest. It was slow going they had sent a small contingent back to report of the assassination attempt and to escort more acolytes back. Every site they found had a problem in some way with the engineering squad. One exploration group came back and told the party they had found a keep of sorts. It seemed well positioned in the low mountains. They dared not approach until they had more information and more back up. They found Roland and laid a map out. The explorers indicated approximate location of their discovery. “I believe you have found Brightsone.” He informed them. “There used to be a mining settlement there in days past. Imperial forces never branched out this far, so it became difficult to protect and transport ore from and supplies to. I believe it remains unclaimed. It would more than meet the needs of your Abbey. I have no idea to the extent of the disrepair however.” Morganis chimed in “We leave in the morning. Roland are you with us?” Roland adjusted his monocle “Indeed.”</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">A half a day’s ride brought them to the base of the mountain road that led to Brightstone Keep. They started towards they keep at a leisurely pace. Thorn and Titus pulled up short. Titus noted there was a small waft of smoke. Thorn indicated that he could see movement on the one of its towers. The party decided to retreat and scout under cover of darkness.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Thorn and Titus returned. “Frontal assault is probably not the best option.” Thorn stated. Titus continued the recon report “We could only see the front two towers, but four guards in each with a roving sergeant keeping them on their toes. There is only one entrance, barred by a portcullis.” “Humans?” August inquired. Thorn shook his head. “Orcs.” Titus added. “They won’t surrender or negotiate” Morganis mused out loud. They hashed out a plan over the next Ten minutes. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">At the farthest tower the orc sergeant turned back towards the main entrance and went through the tunnel door. Thorn crept over the farthest wall. He crouched and silently drew his hand and a half sword. The hidden Titus fired off two arrows. The first one took a sentry in the throat. The second missed. Thorn swung and took off an orc’s head. Then he planted two feet in the next orc’s chest and the orc tumbled over the battlement fifty feet to his death. The remaining orc let out a snarl and tossed a javelin as Thorn charged him. The javelin hit Thorn in the thigh and caused him to miss his downward strike. The orc hefted a rust pitted battle axe. An arrow took the guard in the arm and Thorn finished him off. Now he waited for the patrolling orc to return.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Everything went according to plan, Thorn moving from tower to tower and Titus providing support and cover. They raised the portcullis and signaled the rest of the Party inside. Then it all went wrong. They advanced quickly through the courtyard. Too late they noticed the large white wolf chained to the well towards the center of the large area. Too late and just like that August, Titus and Morganis were covered in frost. Thorn barely avoided the deadly winter breath. The wolf started to bark loudly. Utah and Roland shut it up with a mass of gunfire. Thorn charged in took the rest of its life. What they did not notice at all were the two hulking figures emerging from one of the buildings spiked clubs. Both of them charged incredibly fast for such large creatures. The first one hit Thorn squarely in the back sending him flying several feet from the rest of the party. The second took Utah’s legs out from underneath him. He hit the ground and tried to curse but all he could manage was an “oomph”. “Ogres” Roland shouted as he fired off two more pistols. Morganis and Titus tried to rally themselves but could only shiver. August shook off the unnatural cold and struck the one over Utah with his war axe. Thorn felt the Other threaten to take over as he rushed the Ogre that struck him. He ducked under another swing and landed three slices to the midsection. Utah fired as the ogre standing over him went to crush him and nearly took his head off. August finished the first one off as plunged his short sword into its belly. Roland killed the other one with a headshot. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">It took a while for Morganis and Titus to shake the frost breath and cold from their bones. They mopped up a few remaining orcs in the outer buildings. As they did a final sweep and headed towards the mining entrance Utah lit a ginger weed blunt and said "zombies, bloody hell!". There they were met by corpses shambling towards them. The zombies and skeletons were little match for the party. Then the orcen priest of Hydra entered the fray. He cast a spell that unleashed a wave of unholy energy over the party. The party and undead were both affected especially Morganis. The party weakened, the undead strengthened. The Vatan cleric tried to bring his own faith to bear but could not muster the hope. August and Thorn rushed through the throng of undead to the unholy priest. Roland came to Morganis’ side “What does your own canticle of battle state? Does it not tell us that the trees that bear no wind are weak indeed? Through adversity we are strengthened. Like blades in the forge. Through fire and hammer, until we are mountains”. “Until we are mountains!” Morganis screamed and the undead horde obliterated all around him. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Kurjan the wicked cleric swiped his axe cleaving into August. Thorn slashed his own sword drawing blood. August looked at the vicious wound set his face and cried out “MORSUS ex UMBRA!” His weapons took on a golden hue and brought both war axe and short sword down on each of the orc’s collar bones. The orc screamed out in rage and pain. Then there was blur of steel, hammer, gunfire, spell fire, and arrows as the priest went to the grave. The party stood over the bloody soup that used to be the Cleric of the Mother of Monsters. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">A day later the engineering and building team reported that the buildings were surprisingly in good condition. They had sealed of the mine entrance until a later time, when they could decide what to do with it. They found several archaic chain shirts that bore tell tale marks of arcane enhancement, and a small fortune in uncut gems. A few days after that a contingent of Vatan clerics and acolytes arrived with more supplies and enough men of war that the party could return to Wyrmcrest in good conscience. </span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="thejc, post: 5401264, member: 100006"] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Base of Operations PartII[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The next couple of days were filled with exploration for the new abbey. The party helped scout and escort. Roland was in and out splitting his time with his companions and seeing to Wyrmcrest. It was slow going they had sent a small contingent back to report of the assassination attempt and to escort more acolytes back. Every site they found had a problem in some way with the engineering squad. One exploration group came back and told the party they had found a keep of sorts. It seemed well positioned in the low mountains. They dared not approach until they had more information and more back up. They found Roland and laid a map out. The explorers indicated approximate location of their discovery. “I believe you have found Brightsone.” He informed them. “There used to be a mining settlement there in days past. Imperial forces never branched out this far, so it became difficult to protect and transport ore from and supplies to. I believe it remains unclaimed. It would more than meet the needs of your Abbey. I have no idea to the extent of the disrepair however.” Morganis chimed in “We leave in the morning. Roland are you with us?” Roland adjusted his monocle “Indeed.”[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]A half a day’s ride brought them to the base of the mountain road that led to Brightstone Keep. They started towards they keep at a leisurely pace. Thorn and Titus pulled up short. Titus noted there was a small waft of smoke. Thorn indicated that he could see movement on the one of its towers. The party decided to retreat and scout under cover of darkness.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Thorn and Titus returned. “Frontal assault is probably not the best option.” Thorn stated. Titus continued the recon report “We could only see the front two towers, but four guards in each with a roving sergeant keeping them on their toes. There is only one entrance, barred by a portcullis.” “Humans?” August inquired. Thorn shook his head. “Orcs.” Titus added. “They won’t surrender or negotiate” Morganis mused out loud. They hashed out a plan over the next Ten minutes. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]At the farthest tower the orc sergeant turned back towards the main entrance and went through the tunnel door. Thorn crept over the farthest wall. He crouched and silently drew his hand and a half sword. The hidden Titus fired off two arrows. The first one took a sentry in the throat. The second missed. Thorn swung and took off an orc’s head. Then he planted two feet in the next orc’s chest and the orc tumbled over the battlement fifty feet to his death. The remaining orc let out a snarl and tossed a javelin as Thorn charged him. The javelin hit Thorn in the thigh and caused him to miss his downward strike. The orc hefted a rust pitted battle axe. An arrow took the guard in the arm and Thorn finished him off. Now he waited for the patrolling orc to return.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Everything went according to plan, Thorn moving from tower to tower and Titus providing support and cover. They raised the portcullis and signaled the rest of the Party inside. Then it all went wrong. They advanced quickly through the courtyard. Too late they noticed the large white wolf chained to the well towards the center of the large area. Too late and just like that August, Titus and Morganis were covered in frost. Thorn barely avoided the deadly winter breath. The wolf started to bark loudly. Utah and Roland shut it up with a mass of gunfire. Thorn charged in took the rest of its life. What they did not notice at all were the two hulking figures emerging from one of the buildings spiked clubs. Both of them charged incredibly fast for such large creatures. The first one hit Thorn squarely in the back sending him flying several feet from the rest of the party. The second took Utah’s legs out from underneath him. He hit the ground and tried to curse but all he could manage was an “oomph”. “Ogres” Roland shouted as he fired off two more pistols. Morganis and Titus tried to rally themselves but could only shiver. August shook off the unnatural cold and struck the one over Utah with his war axe. Thorn felt the Other threaten to take over as he rushed the Ogre that struck him. He ducked under another swing and landed three slices to the midsection. Utah fired as the ogre standing over him went to crush him and nearly took his head off. August finished the first one off as plunged his short sword into its belly. Roland killed the other one with a headshot. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]It took a while for Morganis and Titus to shake the frost breath and cold from their bones. They mopped up a few remaining orcs in the outer buildings. As they did a final sweep and headed towards the mining entrance Utah lit a ginger weed blunt and said "zombies, bloody hell!". There they were met by corpses shambling towards them. The zombies and skeletons were little match for the party. Then the orcen priest of Hydra entered the fray. He cast a spell that unleashed a wave of unholy energy over the party. The party and undead were both affected especially Morganis. The party weakened, the undead strengthened. The Vatan cleric tried to bring his own faith to bear but could not muster the hope. August and Thorn rushed through the throng of undead to the unholy priest. Roland came to Morganis’ side “What does your own canticle of battle state? Does it not tell us that the trees that bear no wind are weak indeed? Through adversity we are strengthened. Like blades in the forge. Through fire and hammer, until we are mountains”. “Until we are mountains!” Morganis screamed and the undead horde obliterated all around him. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Kurjan the wicked cleric swiped his axe cleaving into August. Thorn slashed his own sword drawing blood. August looked at the vicious wound set his face and cried out “MORSUS ex UMBRA!” His weapons took on a golden hue and brought both war axe and short sword down on each of the orc’s collar bones. The orc screamed out in rage and pain. Then there was blur of steel, hammer, gunfire, spell fire, and arrows as the priest went to the grave. The party stood over the bloody soup that used to be the Cleric of the Mother of Monsters. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][COLOR=white][FONT=Times New Roman]A day later the engineering and building team reported that the buildings were surprisingly in good condition. They had sealed of the mine entrance until a later time, when they could decide what to do with it. They found several archaic chain shirts that bore tell tale marks of arcane enhancement, and a small fortune in uncut gems. A few days after that a contingent of Vatan clerics and acolytes arrived with more supplies and enough men of war that the party could return to Wyrmcrest in good conscience. [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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