Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

[Uriel]

This Map is slightly more North than the Last one

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[Velenne]

Durgo licks the blood and gore on the end of his warhammer, spilling crimson juice across his chin. Just as he is about to charge North to assist his Captain, he sees Bargo red-eye the Elfies who are fleeing South. Once again, he is forced to turn the insane half-ogre bodily about by the shoulders and point him Northwest where a small troop of the enemy is advancing upon Varn's position.

That done, he moves at a dead sprint to assist his Captain, picking gore out of his armor and chewing on it along the way. Killing Elfies always made him hungry...

 

[Set Harth]

Hex's decaying body creeps up to the clearings western edge, she spies the elves between her and Valrack's tree so waits until they move on before running to Valrack (Hex runs 200ft. as a full action).

Valrack awaits his mount before descending out of the trees to land on her back. He takes the elf wizards satchel from the worgs mouth. "Ah, the spoils of war." grins Valrack. He takes a momment to summon a dark aura around himself and Kithcor (casts protection from good) before moving to rejoin Varn.

 

[Orochi]

Kurg's maw splits wide in what passes for a smile as his foe begins to move in. He throws his head back in a long shrieking howl, his voice seeming to climb ever higher until it becomes like a pin driven into the ears of the listeners. As he calls on the power contained in his helmet, the sound begins to rise still higher as it projects out from him, creating an ear splitting burst of sound almost directly behind the boar mounted warrior priest that threatens to shatter the eardrums of both warrior and mount, along with a few of the elves still engaged with the hobgoblins.

While the Knight is still recovering Kurg starts to advance, swinging his flail slowly and considering his next move.

OOC: Using the helmet to cast Sound Burst in the space that has the priests "K" symbol, hitting him and his mount and hopefully some of the elves on his left.

 

[Mickerus]

Midnight Fang quickly searches the wizard's body for anything of interest and snatches it up, whispering to his corpse all the while.

"I do apologise for this abruptness; under ordinary circumstances I would have played with you for hours before I let you die. In any case, I'm certain you won't need any of this any more."

Sellanais then looks up and concentrates for a moment on the elves advancing from the west, causing inky black darkness to descend amongst them before turning herself and heading off to rejoin the main force.

(OOC: Casting darkness on the advancing elves in the off chance of causing some confusion and disorder; enough, hopefully, to delay them as the fiddle about in the dark...)

 

[Uriel]

Wekerak lays about him, wounding two elves, while Frostbite misses his target (he is occupied trying to escape the Legionarres wickedly sharp swords).
Frostbite whispers in a snarling Common 'My Ice is ready again' ,alluding to his Breath Weapon.


Valrack sees Hex approaching, Levitating back down to await his steed and it's WarSpoils.
<Round six will see you atop her and riding>

Durgo <and Bargo, I assume> runs North, trying to regroup with the Captain.

Kurg casts his SoundBurst, only to watch it dissipate in a loud *fizzle*. Peering closer, Kurg sees a lavendur stone circling the Knight's Helm, the spell seemed to be absorbed into the stone...

A scant moment later, the Knight's Boar thunders up <taking a hit from one of the Hobgoblin's Falchions as it moves past>
into Kurg's position, barely missing trampling him.
However, the Knight swings his sword deftly, hitting the Gnoll Priest once.
< 16HP damage>

Captain Varn swings at the Weaponmaster before him, hitting him once, though not a deadly blow.

Ferulen Deathwind replies in kind, hitting the Captain with 2 solid hits, neither of which drops him.
varn spits through blood and frothing rage
'I will kill you, as you did my father, Thrice-Damned Elf!'

the Weaponsmaster replies through a smile of perfect teeth 'Your father was an animal, like you. When the World is rid of all of yourkind then shall it know Happiness.'

The Elves and Hobgoblins near at hand have moved back, so fast and vicious were the strikes of these two masters of the Blade.

 

[Orochi]

Kurg snarls at the Priest, both from the pain of the blow and the irritation of the failure of his spell. He brings his flail around in a crushing arc, attempting to cave in his foe's chest, or to at least knock him from his mouth. Yeenoghu's might fills him, giving him even more power with which to Smite the chosen victim. His his unholy flail seems to pitch itself forward, cracking with negative energy as Kurg calls a taunt to his opponent.

"Coward trick not save you now! Yeenoghu will eat soul!"

OOC: Using my Smite ability and attacking.

 

[Velenne]

As the pair of ogres draw near to the ever-growing mass of bodies, the taller of the two wades directly into combat. He can see that his master is occupied, and that some have stopped to watch, but him no care. Too many elfies. And Durgo hungers.

Knowing their only means of escape now is Northwest, he proceeds to cut a swath into his enemy in that direction. The warhammer rises and falls to a blood-curdling, horrific rhythm. Elven corpses take flight, sending gore and fountains of blood out from him in waves. And above it all, the relentless bellowing of Durgo the Gulgathan as he relishes in the carnage he has created.

OOC: Full PA + RA + WF: +10/+10/+5 (2d6+42), (been forgetting about Tribal Enemy of Elves and Terrain AC Bonus from Tribal Defender). Durgo's AC is now 21. Great Cleaving his way Northwest. Hopefully he succeeded last round in pointing Bargo toward the elves who were moving Northeast into the hobgoblin's flank.

 

[Uriel]

ROUND SIX CONTINUED

Durgo heads North, not quite reaching the Elves
OoC: 80' on a charge doesn't get you there, R7 will have you charging elves. Several Elves from the western group try to flank Durgo, missing, although Durgo swings his massive Maul and spaltters one all over the ground.
<AoO, he was within 10,entered your threat range>

Bargo, unfortunately, is a bit preoccupied with the sight if so many tasty elves to the West, and he charges off towards them.
The Half-Ogre splits a Legionarre in twain,killing him.
Bargo is then stabbed grievously in the side by a treacherous Elf
<4HP>.

Hex reaches the tree where Valrack waits, the Necromancer landing in his saddle. The Worg looks quite pleased with herself at the satchel in her jaws, though the chunk of elf has been swallowed.

The eastern group of Elves heads in from the treeline, obviously making for Durgo.

Wekerak is hit from behind by an arrow, Frostbite by 2
<5HP to Wekerak, 12 HP to Frostbite>, though many more fail to find a mark. The elves advancing from the northwest are getting closer, though the Wolfrider notes them at least 100' off as of yet.

At the Main battle, the Elves and Hobgoblins clash, several dying on both sides.The Shaman is particularly set upon, taking 2 stabs from the Legionarres.
Fighting off the Pain, Urfgak calls forth the power of his magic,
Summoning a Large Earth Elemental that wades into the Legionarres attacking him, crushing one.

Kurg swingsat the Elven Priest, hitting him squarely on the Helm with his Flail, the *clang* resounding throughout the Field of battle

<Crit,2D10+24 total, I rolled max, 52HP Ack!>




Round Seven

Midnight Fang 26
Ferulen Deathwind:22
Varn :19
Valrack:18
Wekerak:17
Knight of the Moon:15
Urfgak the Shaman & Elemental:14
Legionarres:12
Hobgoblins:11
Durgo :11
Bargo:10
Kurg:6

OoC:Some of my posting was out of order, but I didnt leave anyone out, I don't think.

 

[Uriel]

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