D&D: Kazadar Empire

[bkmanis]

Since he has nothing else to offer Trent retires to the tent to get some rest.

OCC: I'm interested in the dagger since basically it is the only weapon available to Trent.

 

[Dolfuur]

The Dwarf nods absently as he continues to study the maps and get an idea for the layout. When Osbourne introduces the other commander Dolfuur takes his hand in a strong grip. "Pleased te meetcha. Me name's Dolfuur Reynex, son of Hulguur Reynex, o' Clan Deepenstone in the Karad Mountains."

With the formal introductions out of the way, Dolfuur then asks the lieutenant to explain what composition of forces they have to work with, and what he thinks is the best way to array their troops. Besides the obvious infantry ahead and archers behind, Dolfuur wouldn't consider himself an expert in tactics, especially if the rebels have mounted forces, the best use of which the Dwarf admits he is wholly unfamiliar with.

 

[Faehlle Cennaire]

Having nothing more to say or do, Faehlle departs the tent for the cool night air and clear, moonlit skies. There, she spends some time relaxing and collecting her thoughts, enjoying a couple hours of meditative rest before returning to camp, refreshed and ready to ride.

{ooc: Trent, you're welcome to take the dagger as far as I'm concerned. (I assume no one else wants it as no one else has asked for it). Fae hopes it serves you well as you ride with the main force against the keep.}

 

[maddmic]

Gilbie is still deep in thought about his grand plan when he realizes that most of the others have retired for the evening. He then comes to his senses and understands that his plan has not been chosen. Shrugging, he looks around to those still present and then backs out of the tent. He jogs to catch up to Dolfuur and follows him for a bit. "Y'know, I'm not that good in a face to face fight. THAT was apparent in the tavern. But you know, I will not back down. So, what will you have me do? I plan on firing my crossbow and then jumping into the fray. But if you have something more important for me, I'm willing to listen.: With that, Gilbie smiles and waits to hear what his friend has to say.

 

[Dolfuur]

Gilbie is still deep in thought about his grand plan when he realizes that most of the others have retired for the evening. He then comes to his senses and understands that his plan has not been chosen. Shrugging, he looks around to those still present and then backs out of the tent. He jogs to catch up to Dolfuur and follows him for a bit. "Y'know, I'm not that good in a face to face fight. THAT was apparent in the tavern. But you know, I will not back down. So, what will you have me do? I plan on firing my crossbow and then jumping into the fray. But if you have something more important for me, I'm willing to listen.: With that, Gilbie smiles and waits to hear what his friend has to say.

Dolfuur nods at the brave Halfling. "Yea, the tavern. Only a minute inte the place an' ye were pickin' a fight!" Dolfuur recalls with a chuckle. "'Twas a good thing ye had friends te back ye up, aye, Gilbie?"

"I can understand ye'll not want te be in the front ranks with the heavy foot," Dolfuur then adds. He points to the town on the maps. "Mebbe a good spot fer ye would be would be wit' the outriders close te Taran?"

"While we hafta assume the Kazadars'll leave Taran an' head fer the keep once they know it's under attack frem Osbourne's larger force, we also hafta do a very good job o' keeping er forces quiet and hidden until we can ambush 'em on the way," Dolfuur says.

"Give away the trap te soon, and at best we've lost surprise. At worst, the Kazadars lose their nerve an' head back fer the safety of the town, which'll make fer bloody fighting later. So Gilbie, ye want te be ahead with the scouts, helping te keep em movin' quiet and unseen and helping them shepherd the enemy into the trap? Er de ye want te be wit' the archers in the main, where ye can also help wit' yer magic frem a distance?" Dolfuur asks.

 

[Dolfuur]

OOC Note

OOC:

Away for Fri, Sat, Sun. See ya'll on Monday

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: Before I move on to the beginning of the attack, I wanted to make sure no one else wanted to do anything further before the army breaks camp and moves out. I'll wait another day or two before moving on in the event anyone else has anything further they want to do.

 

[maddmic]

Gilbie thinks on the proposal for a moment and then replies. "I think perhaps I should remain with the archers. I can provide a decent shot, and my spells would surely prove more effective there." With that, Gilbie nods to the dwarf and goes off on his own to find a place to meditate for the coming battle.

OOC:
Gilbie will prepare spells for the battle.

 

[Dolfuur]

With the camp getting read for battle, Dolfuur checks his gear, sharpens his weapons, and tries to nap. It might be a long time before he could rest again.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

A few hours after everyone retired to rest and contemplate the coming action, about an hour before midnight, word spreads through the camp that the time has come to move. All the men are assembled in the center of the camp. For such a ragtag band of people, they form ranks with the discipline of much more seasoned troops. Osbourne meets briefly with Fae, Dolfuur, Trent, and Gilbie prior to speaking to his army. "In the event I don't get another chance to say it, I wish you all luck in the coming hours and I thank you for your assistance over the last several days."

After that is said, he directs Trent to the larger force. "At the back of that column you will find the wizard Samiz. Walk with him," he says to Trent.

He then leads Dolfuur, Gilbie and Fae to the smaller force and introduces Dolfuur to the man he has appointed to lead it, Arazar Farthas. Arazar is a huge human man, standing nearly seven feet tall. "Arazar, this is Dolfuur, a trusted friend of mine. I would like for you both to share command of this force," Osbourne says to Arazar. Arazar smiles a broad smile and extends his hand to Dolfuur.

Introductions made, Osbourne moves to the head of the assembled men. "Now is the time," he calls out in a strong voice. "The time for the Kazadar loyalists to fall, the time for the good folk to rise up and take back their kingdom from this harsh dictatorship. Go with the knowledge that you fight for a just cause and your sacrifices will never be forgotten. The time for bravery and great deeds is now!"

With that, the army begins to move out...