renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

[renau1g]

The earth responds to Hurrows magic, the softened earth underneath the tower cannot sustain the increased weight from the Stone Shape spell and after a few tense seconds the sound of cracking and crumbling is heard. The southeast towers collapses into the gorge, pulling the rest of the bridge with it. With an echoing crash the whole structure lands in the river below, creating an artificial dam. The bleary-eyed hobgoblins look on in disbelief as you easily destroy the bridge.

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Congratulations! You've managed to deal a heavy blow against the Red Hand.

Note: You all have earned enough XP to level up
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[Voadam]

"Well done. Let's be off. I believe we have a cart the prisoners can be tied to as we head back into the Vale."

 

[Rhun]

Zazz nods his head in agreement with Conrad's comments, and slaps Hurrow on the shoulder. "Indeed. I hear a cool mug of ale calling our names!"

 

[stonegod]

Sascha nods at the shifter. Good on you, m'lord. Good, indeeed. Overseeing the hobs delivered to the back of the cart, Sascha settles in for the ride back.

OOC: Anyone id our loot yet? I was promised something from the DM.

 

[renau1g]

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Perhaps a reward is forthcoming from the good people of the Vale for the heroic actions of Sascha
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[Rhun]

"Well, than...off we go." With that, Zazz takes the lead, whistling a sprightly tune as he moves out ahead of the party into his standard scouting position.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil

Virashil brushes her hair out of her eyes as she watches the bridge begin to buckle.

"Well done. Well done." she murmurs, as her long hair is blown backwards from the rush of air caused by the sudden destruction of the two towers on the south end.

The rush of air causes Virashil to recall a vivid dream she had last night -- one in which her dragon ancestor and mentor appeared.

She was seated in a white flowing dress, back in Loranthanxx's lair atop the mountains of her village.

"You have done very well, my daughter."

"Bahamut is quite pleased with your efforts and findings. But we are quite concerned about the influence of Tiamat upon these humanoids."

"The unholy alliance between evil dragonkind and humanoids is frail and perhaps will need only the slightest of interference to start the unraveling."

"When you arise tomorrow, you will perceive the world as I do -- this is my gift to you."

"Stand tall in the face of adversity -- and strive to bring all who pledge fealty to the multi-headed queen low once more...."

With that, her memory fades.

 

[stonegod]

Sascha smiles brightly at the morning, whistling a tune, somewhat more at ease with himself this morning it seems. The hobs jump every so often, startled by something unseen, which seems to make the man even happier.

OOC: Use his newfound telepathy to whisper scary things in their brains every so often. These hobs are going to rue the day...

 

[Walking Dad]

Scavenger, Hp: 66/66, AC: 20/13/19

After just standing through his watch, Scavenger suddenly turns and says in his cold voice: "We go back then? Or has somebody a better mode of transportation?"

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Stats:

Conditions:
- Undetectable Alignment 16h

AC 20, touch 13, flat-footed 19
HP: 57/57 (6 HD) Dmg Red: 4/bludgeoning and magic
Fort:+2 Refl:+4 Will:+5, warforged and undead immunities

Spells Per Day (Save DC 13 + spell level):
1st - 6/6
2nd - 6/6
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[stonegod]

Do you not find the cart acceptable? chuckles Sascha.