In the hill fort ruins
Round 2
Fredar continues to move forwards. The shaman and the warriors are too busy with the wolf that has appeared in their midst, and with Cromwell who continues to surge forwards to pay Fredar any mind. But shot is constantly obstructed by the by the warriors and Fredar cannot stand around waiting for a clear shot.
In the shadows of the ruined barracks at the north end, Hadarook finds a sheltered place and brings up his bow. He realises that like Fredar, he isn't going to be able to get a clear shot on the shaman. He switches target and releases. The arrow cuts a bloody gash across the orcs neck, but the warrior barely seems to register it.
The shaman's worg leaps back into the yard and plows back into the area of the spell heading directly for the shaman. Its head and shoulders are soaked with blood. It covers the distance effortlessly.
Nate bounds across the open space towards Cromwell and the orcs at full speed. As he approach he slows in order to get out his weapon. He releases his grip on the beast inside and he feels it begining to surge up from where it lurks within.
The remaining rider pulls his bow from it place on the saddle and in a easy motion strings it while his mount moves beneath him, keeping itself from the clutches of the weeds and grasses. The rider pulls an arrow from the quiver. The shaman shouts something. The rider shakes his head and shouts something back. The shaman glances over to see her worg returning to her side.
Cromwell surges out of the field of the spell and into the group of orcs. One of the warriors steps up to meet his charge. Cromwell's double handed blow would have staggered a normal man, but the orc remains standing. Perhaps if Cromwell had had his shield to hand, perhaps if he had not been wounded so badly he would have been able to avoid the return blow. As it is, the orc's mace smashes into Cromwells unprotected leg and the sickening splintering of bone is audible across the yard. Cromwell collapses to the ground.
Meanwhile, alerted by his shaman's curses, the second warriors turns on the wolf in their midst, slamming his mace into the animal. The shaman raises his spear and finishes the job.
The goblin shaman bounds up onto her mount. From there she begins the gestures of summoning. The bullet catches her only a glancing blow. With a grimace, she completes the spell.
Craddoc stuggles vainly to free himself.
A shadow passes over the ground.
Another dog appears a little way behind the three orcs and bounds into their midst. It launches itself at one of the warriors, but the orc knocks it away with his shield.
The hippogriff sweeps down and over the cluster of orcs. It pulls up and, with powerfull strokes of its great wings, away. Blood fountains from one of the warriors, his head and face schredded. His jaw appears to be missing. He collapses.
ooc: Nate is about 10 feet away from the orcs. He makes his reflex save and may move at half speed. He is in charge range.
Fredar covered 30 feet. He made his reflex save and may move at half speed.
And I actually haven't been reading the regular posts, in an effort to avoid meta knowledge. Let me know if I should.
