Dawnforge - The True Kings

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: You may want to follow Ssiran's telepathic advice and ask about the legion situation first )

 

[Widowmaker]

Sir Aravir sits down at the fire "Sir Terra. I would answer your question, but I would like to know more information. You have been here longer and seen there tactics. I would be a fool not consider your advice and experience before I make a decision. What do you recommend?"

As he speaks he will pull his sword and start sharpening the blade as he listens to the other knights.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Hiitar draws to a halt in front of the guard. Hiitar makes a small bow, just enough to acknowledge the guards authority.

"I am with no legion. I am here on a private matter. I wish to speak to the commander of the pits.

"My name is Winter AnniDarkkris."

The guard raises an eyebrow and looks at the group closely. "And what is the nature of this 'private matter?'" he asked. His expression was closed and mostly unreadable, though he seemed amused rather than suspiscious.

Haedyn can see the other tieflings in the group can't match him for size, and the lowlanders with them are more lean than muscular. The Dominion seems to favor speed, grace, and trickery in its warfare, as all the tieflings carry whips as well as short swords. The lowlanders carry pikes and bear grim expressions.

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Sir Aravir sits down at the fire "Sir Terra. I would answer your question, but I would like to know more information. You have been here longer and seen there tactics. I would be a fool not consider your advice and experience before I make a decision. What do you recommend?"

As he speaks he will pull his sword and start sharpening the blade as he listens to the other knights.

"A wise man, Sir Aravir. Here are our usual tactics; we usually are the first in after the barrages from the archers, we round up the scattered legions to position them for the mages. However... as this is meant to be a distraction more than a true combat, I am suggesting an alternate course. The archers first, but then the mages second. By that time I will be guessing the Dominion soldiers will be well and truly angry at being unable to fight directly at their foes. I have no doubt their own archers and summoners will be busy, but they have many bloodthirsty legionnaries that will not wait. If the shining calvary arrives to taunt them after the barrages are over..." she says, and trails off with a smile on her face, waiting to hear from the others.

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Galen nods in appreciation of the magical environ he finds himself in. Quietly he says, "Well, I would still consider myself an amateur arcanist and say that I'm not sure how much of a difference I can make. Transformative magics are my specialty. I know few flashy attack spells, however, I can enhance the size and strength of some warriors. I can also summon a few creatures to assist in the fighting. I can cast fly or stinking cloud, either of which could be useful. What do you think, sir?"

"Ah, we have several transmuters in our ranks, terribly useful, don't you think? Well, we shall make use of your speciality, never fear. Your summoning spells will be useful, anything we can field to at least distract their summoned demons is welcome. And dropping a stinking cloud on the wretches positions them easily for a calvary charge. But after you do that, I will have you join the transmuters behind the calvary and enhance who you can. No flying spells however, not unless you have invisibility, blur or the like to go along with it. A single flying person is a target, not a help. Oh, and yes, did you need any components or scrolls to study at a later date? We have a small but useful selection, when we have the time to spare to swap spells."

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"Don't be shy Jillian, I know the expertise of your kind. You shoot as well as any Andlemere born," Commander Locke says. "Who are you looking to target? And are you in need of any special arrows for them? Magical ones? Silver, cold iron, alchemical? We don't have a lot of each, but if you're looking to pick out a few special targets, we have some for them."

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Psst, I was asking before to see if Ssiran could use his ability to look like a Lowlander for this--it seems that I have to choose between Human, Elf, or Tiefling, but it doesn't say a specific type, so it looks like he can switch which type of human he looks like. Ssiran was going to stay behind if he couldn't do that, but nobody said anything so I thought that meant he could--see here link

He's definitely not coming if he can't swap out of Trueborn form, which is too bad, since he doesn't have long-range powers so probably couldn't help much with the Thunder)

 

[Guest 11456]

Jillian, female wood elf rogue

Jillian is lead to the Andlemere archers, a group of mixed lowland and trueborn men and women, along with a tiny number of dawn elves. All of them are engaged in frantic fletching, building up a supply of arrows for the dawn’s assault. One of the elves waves Jillian to her side, and a human man wearing a commander’s sigil gives her a small nod. “We’re glad to have you. I’m Commander Locke, and that’s Elmerea, ambassador, if you will, of her people. What are you looking to put your arrows into, come dawn? Tiefling commanders, the towers, the rank-and-file, or those wretched fiends?”

Jillian ponders the list of targets and mentally runs through the ones she would most like to hit. She also estimates the possibility of taking down specific targets, as well as the ramifications of those targets being removed from the combat.

"Don't be shy Jillian, I know the expertise of your kind. You shoot as well as any Andlemere born," Commander Locke says. "Who are you looking to target? And are you in need of any special arrows for them? Magical ones? Silver, cold iron, alchemical? We don't have a lot of each, but if you're looking to pick out a few special targets, we have some for them."

Jillian nods, a slight smile on her lips. "While any of the targets mentioned would be excellent, I wish to cripple them as much as possible. I choose to aim for the commanders. Much fewer of them and the greatest possibility of damage among the ranks. Take out the commanders and troops route."

 

[doghead]

Winter AnniDarkkris, aka Hiitar Vain

The guard raises an eyebrow and looks at the group closely. "And what is the nature of this 'private matter?'" he asked. His expression was closed and mostly unreadable, though he seemed amused rather than suspiscious.

Winter, better known to those who know him as Hiitar, pauses for a moment.

"There is someone here I wish to see, one last time so to speak," he says eventually.

"If you have a price, state it," Winter adds in a slightly peevish tone. "We have been riding all night and I am tired and saddle sore and eager to see this done so I can return home to my bed and my women."

 

[Starman]

"Ah, we have several transmuters in our ranks, terribly useful, don't you think? Well, we shall make use of your speciality, never fear. Your summoning spells will be useful, anything we can field to at least distract their summoned demons is welcome. And dropping a stinking cloud on the wretches positions them easily for a calvary charge. But after you do that, I will have you join the transmuters behind the calvary and enhance who you can. No flying spells however, not unless you have invisibility, blur or the like to go along with it. A single flying person is a target, not a help. Oh, and yes, did you need any components or scrolls to study at a later date? We have a small but useful selection, when we have the time to spare to swap spells."

"I believe I have enough components, thank you," Galan says. "I would like to see what scrolls you have available, however." The elf feels guilty at his overwhelming desire for more magical knowledge. What price will I pay for for it someday? he wondered. Is any price too high? I don't know.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Winter, better known to those who know him as Hiitar, pauses for a moment.

"There is someone here I wish to see, one last time so to speak," he says eventually.

"If you have a price, state it," Winter adds in a slightly peevish tone. "We have been riding all night and I am tired and saddle sore and eager to see this done so I can return home to my bed and my women."

"One last time, eh? You have someone about to be pit-meat?" the man chuckles cruelly. "Make it worth my while, and I'll get you back to your women before dawn."

 

[doghead]

Winter AnniDarkkris, aka Hiitar Vain

"I doubt that, as my home lies several days ride from here," Winter responds in a bored tone. "But lead on never-the-less."

Winter pulls a handful* of gold coins from his pouch and drops them into the tiefling's hand.

[sblock=ooc]*half a dozen or so?[/sblock]

 

[Widowmaker]

Originally posted by Isida Kep'Tukari
"A wise man, Sir Aravir. Here are our usual tactics; we usually are the first in after the barrages from the archers, we round up the scattered legions to position them for the mages. However... as this is meant to be a distraction more than a true combat, I am suggesting an alternate course. The archers first, but then the mages second. By that time I will be guessing the Dominion soldiers will be well and truly angry at being unable to fight directly at their foes. I have no doubt their own archers and summoners will be busy, but they have many bloodthirsty legionnaries that will not wait. If the shining calvary arrives to taunt them after the barrages are over..." she says, and trails off with a smile on her face, waiting to hear from the others.

"I have noticed two things. First we change our tactics they may suspect things have changed and that we are bluffing. On the other hand he know how they are going to react and they may think we are adapting our plans so they cannot trap us. I do like the idea of slaughtering some legionnaires." Sir Aravir says.

"I would be interested to see what the archers and mages are thinking?" Sir Aravir will mention.

After speaking with the Knights, Sir Aravir will make his way to the other tents to see what the archers and mages think.