Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[jasamcarl]

As Norri and Whitney fire into the mass of fighting men, Jericho slices through two more of the enemy as Tarowyn and Bhartus join him. The elf's close range shots catch one hobgoblin square in the eye, felling it in a rush of blood, freeing a guard from his assuault.

The hobgoblins finally break and begin to withdraw from the battlefield. The guards attempt to press the attack, but the hobgoblins are able to avoid their slashes as well as the swings with mace and bastard sword of Bhartus and Jericho.


Norri is up. The hobgoblins are now 90ft from Whitney and 30ft from the rest of the party as well as the town garrison.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus takes up his crossbow again and starts firing. He says to Jericho, "Don't you be chasing after them! There's enough blood for your blade today, lad!"

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho nods, and relaxes his posture, "I agree Bhartus, Moradin's wisdom must be heeded, I suppose," he stabs his blade into the earth and draws his bow and fires at the fleeing hobgoblins, "But I am up to eight kills, no need to stop at that, I say, I got time for a few more... serve them bastards right."

 

[Festy_Dog]

"And one shot for the road," Norri says as he lines up a fleeing Hobgoblin.

He takes one last shot, attempting a ranged sneak attack.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney turns to see if there are any clues upon one of the dead hobgolbins, since the others are much better at killng than she is.


(gryn!)

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn draws back his bowstring and lets fly twice more in hopes of taking down more of the hideous monsters, before turning and looking for the sheriff.

 

[jasamcarl]

The fists fire into the ranks of the fleeing enemy. Tarowyn is able to fell two of their number as the guards charge after them, slicing through several fleeing hobgoblins. The creatures are now running away in complete disorder.

ooc: I'm giving everyone a choice. The hobs are now 210 feet from Whitney and 150ft from everyone else. There are 9 or 10 left. You can fire again if you wish, though it looks like they are in full and effective retreat.

 

[Mirth]

The less of their number that make it away alive, the less that can come back and attack us later. Tarowyn fires twice again at the retreating hobgobs. "That makes seven, Jericho. I might beat you with these last two shots."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri rolls his eyes and lowers his crossbow.

"Well that got them on their way," he says, counting his remaining bolts.

 

[Tokiwong]

The less of their number that make it away alive, the less that can come back and attack us later. Tarowyn fires twice again at the retreating hobgobs. "That makes seven, Jericho. I might beat you with these last two shots."

Jericho smirks, "Well if you do it, elfy, then you win this round, that would be a nice shot though. But I am through, they know who will carry the day, the Fist has won once more."

Jericho lowers his bow, and gather his composure, he turns to Whitney and calls out, "All is clear lass, why don't you come here and congratulate me with a kiss, you know you want to!"