Another flurry of arrows and bolts, and another quiver lands in Banbosel's thigh. The giant howls, but does not fall despite the magical attempts from Sanmar to cloud the giant's mind.
Banbosel launches the rock he had held in his hand at Sanmar, and the large stone hits the ground in front of the many images of the rogue, then rolls at them like an irregular bowling ball, dispersing the images until finally you hear a sickening snapping sound as the real Sanmar is struck and collapses to the ground unmoving.
The giant chuckles as he rips another stone from the earth and stands to better look at the two remaining heroes on Swift's back. "Like your friends below, you made a good attempt, but also like those humans you will find that the game is at an end."
So saying he points towards the battlefield where two hulking shapes appear to have been summoned by those fighting the shades of humans below the cliff you are on. The hulking brutes begin to slowly and mindlessly attack the human army until a small crimson light flies from Banbosel's fingertip, splits, and strikes both square in the chest. The two shapes begin to glow internally with a malevolent energy that causes the hairs on your body to raise. The newly infused shapes begin to attack all of those around them, human and otherwise, as they quickly spread confusion and carnage along the battlefield.
Banbosel laughs, "The end of all is here! The end of man, of civilization, and soon the beginning of the return to days long forgotten!"
Caramip
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You remember a tale told by a Dorinthian poet of the Rider and Banbosel. The Rider usually tricked and outmanuevered the giant before using his arrows to bring him down from afar. Supposedly Banbosel was quick to anger and could be counted upon to make bad mistakes when angry. Looking around for space to run, you notice that the trail to the north would lead to the end of the cliff and probably get yourselves and Swift trapped, but the trail to the south leads from the cliff to the battlefield, where it might be harder to maneuver for the giant but not as difficult for a horse.
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Dartis
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You've felt strange ever since invoking the Rider, your eye keener and muscles stronger. Now as you peer at the unnatural crimson glow that eminates from the two hulking shapes you feel an itch to fire your bow once more and a sense that despite the physical distance of the shapes from across the battlefield, they really don't seem that far for your bow.
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Banbosel smirks and raises the stone in his fist as he takes aim at you.