Midnight Fang creeps to the edge of the Woods, spying the advancing Legionarres to the Northwest. She could see many more of them in the distance..half a hundred at a quick guess.
<You may snipe next round if you still wish>
Ferulen Deathwind spins and whirls a veritable Dervish of Death, striking Captain Varn with a trio of strikes, the first two cutting and stabbing the Hobgoblin deeply, the third disarming him, his falchion falling at the feet of the Elf.
Varn falls to his knees, holding his guts, spitting up through blood flecked teeth
'This is not over! I will eat your heart, Elf!'
The Weaponsmaster smiles back,
'I think not...you are already Dead, and I have other business to attend to.' as he looks to the sky even as a blurred form, masive and winged swoops down and catches him in it's talons, spiriting him up and away. An incredibly large and fast Falcon, the streaking animal an ever smaller speck in mere moments.
Varn crawls to his blade, clutching it in blood red hands, then falls to the ground, face-down in the soft green grass, now stained with the colors of carnage.
Valrack's spell goes off, causing many of the front ranks in the advancing Legion to falter, a fear-stricken look upon their face. Breaking ranks, despite their Commander's orders, 8 of the Legionarres flee back through the advancing group.
Wekerak stabs at the Knight three times, hitting him once with each of his daggers. The Knight, a gasp issuing forth from under his Helm, slumps sideways, dead in his saddle.
<35 HP damage, and Dead>.
Backpeddling Frostbite, the Worg Rider moves away from the Dire Boar and it's dead Rider.
The Boar, sensing it's Master's Death, plunges at Wekerak, biting and Goring at the Goblin,savaging him mightily.
<Following 5' step, attack at Wekerak,14HP to Damage>
Urfgak, seeing Varn fall rushes to his side, crouching at the Captain's side. Yelling at the Elemental in an unknown tongue, Urfgak direcs it against advancing Legionarres. The Earth Elemental lumbers off towards the advancing line of Elves.
The Legionarres assailing Wekerak attack, one scoring a hit against him. <4HP>
The other three Legionarres charge Kurg, 1 striking at the Gnoll, one scoring a telling blow.
<Conformed Crit for 17 HP>
One of these Legionarres steps a bit too close, allowing Hex to bite the clumsy Elf.The Elf, already damaged by Frostbite's Icy breath,dies.<7HP, killing him>
The Legionarres to the East charge, 8 going after Durgo, 1 stabbing him.< 11HP>
However, those not reaching him were unaware of his
Reach , his hammer snaking out in an arc, smashing first one, then a second, then a third Elf, sending them flying like rag dolls.<Um...lot's of damage,Cleave and dead elfies>
The other six Elves from that group move Northwest hoping to assist their brethren there.
The sole remaining Legionarre fighting Bargo turns and runs, so mighty and fearsome is his appearance.
Elf Splitter takes him in the back, cutting him in two
<AofOp, Dead Elf>
The 3 remaining Hobgoblins all Charge the Dire Boar, 2 hitting it with solid strikes.
< 18HP>
The Centurion at the Woods edge reaches his hand up, while a Legionarre behind him puts the haft of a massive Greataxe in his hand. Grinning and intoning in Elven, the Centurion laughs
'I do believe that today we kill Ogre, Legionarres!'
The sound of shifting weapons in the Ranks as Axes are unlimbered from back harnesses strikes Bargo's mutilated ears, the elves realizing that their puny swords could not drop the Mighty Bargo.
Durgo lays about him, a devastating tornado of carnage.
When he is finished,6 Legionarres lie dead...
<Cleave/Great Cleave>
The Earth Shakes
Erupting from the Earth, great hulking shapes burst through the ground, opening massive holes. Blackish hued heads, mandibles and massive compound eyes stare out at the scene, a smaller set of eyes casting towards the Elves. The Legionarres near Bargo falter,
Confused for the moment. A small figure calls from behind the Umber Hulk
'Ogre, come now!!! Legion Coming, Hundreds, Thousands!!!'
Farther north,directly east from Midnight Fang <and clearly visible to her> another Umber Hulk erupts, a Goblin strapped into a metal Howdah/Saddle upon it's back. The Goblin is dressed completly in carapaced armor that seems to be made from Umber Hulk Hide as well. This one yells to Durgo
'Ogre, come! Many Legion! Ogres die this day! Come!!!'
A third Hole erupts near Kurg and the Hobgoblins, the Umber Hulk peering out and transfixing Elves with it's Gaze. most of them falling back. The Goblin upon the back of this Hulk yells
Come now! Many more Elves come, many more!'
Bargo moves North, jumping into the Hole, the Umber Hulk moving aside to allow the Half-Ogre in.
Kurg summons Yeenoghu's Grace, infusing himself with Healing Magic
<Cure Critical Wounds for 29HP>
At the Eastern Edge of the Clearing, massive Elvis Hounds break from the Woods, followed by the ululating cries od Wood Elves, spears and swords held high. Dozens begin streaming into the Glade with a triumphant Yell, theirnumbers seeming endless.
High in the Skies, streaking towards the Glade come the forms of a dozen large birds, Elven Firehawks, named for the flaming bombs that their riders cast at those on the ground below them.
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