renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

[EvolutionKB]

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Hurrow will only get a close enough to get numbers and types of creature, if any.[/sblock]

 

[Walking Dad]

"Hello. My name is Scavenger. I hope I will be able to help. If there are any dead enemies I should interrogate, please say so." Scavenger explains to the others.

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Stats:
AC=20 Touch=13 Flat-Footed=19

Fort:+2 Refl:+4 Will:+5

HP: 57/57 Dmg Red: 2/bludgeoning and magic

Spells Per Day (Save DC 13 + spell level):
1st - 6/6
2nd - 4/6
3rd - 4/4[/sblock]

 

[renau1g]

The group continues its march towards the bridge in relative peace, the woods silent as you move under them. The path remains clear however and no threats of any kind appear to threaten you. Once you estimate that you are the proper distance away, you stop for a moment and Hurrow takes to the skies.

[sblock=Hurrow]
The gorge is over 100 feet wide at its shortest point, dropping away precipitously to a fast-rushing stream below. The Dawn Way crosses over the gorge on a bridge of stone. Anchored on both ends to large stone towers with pentagonal roofs, the bridge seems sturdy despite its obvious age. The four stone towers are all forty feet high and a wooden stairway lead up to a covered watchpost at the top.

A small encampment of a half-dozen tents cluster near the northeastern side of the bridge. Curls of smoke from campfires attest to some form of activity. A single humanoid figure stands at the watchposts, longbow in hand. A powerfully built hound with glowing red eyes watchfully sit on either side of the bridge. Yet the most impressive creature by far is the sleek and menacing green dragon that perches on the northwestern watchtower on the far side of the bridge. It lies basking in the sun, but its eyes are watchfully guarding the bridge. At your approach it looks up, but dismisses you for a typical avian.
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[Rhun]

While Hurrow flies onward to scout the bridge, Zazz leans back against a nearby tree and looks over the group. His eyes come to rest on Scavenger. "So, you can interrogate dead enemies? That may prove useful. What other skills do you possess?"

 

[Voadam]

While Hurrow flies onward to scout the bridge, Zazz leans back against a nearby tree and looks over the group. His eyes come to rest on Scavenger. "So, you can interrogate dead enemies? That may prove useful. What other skills do you possess?"

"He proved an incentive for a living one to cooperate with me."

 

[EvolutionKB]

[sblock=Scouting trip]Hurrow in bird form nearly has a heart attack from the virtual army standing guard at the bridge. Seeing that his appearance attracted little attention, the avian druid dives down into the gorge towards the water. He gets a good look at the structure of the bridge underneath before catching a fish in his talons. Flying aloft once more, making sure to stay out of range of the archers, just in case, he heads back to the group.[/sblock]

The familiar form of Hurrow in his avian form flies into view. In his talons he holds a large fish. He drops it onto the ground and changes form once more. "Trouble...Big trouble. There are humanoid sized tents, some more hellhounds, and archers atop the towers...and a dragon, green in color. The dragon is awake sunning itself on a tower on the opposite side of the bridge. The bridge itself is stone, and looks quite sturdy."

 

[Rhun]

Zazz laughs and shakes his head. "Well, I shouldn't have expected it to be easy," he says. "I suppose we should come up with a plan?"

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil

The sorceress' skin flashes with silver flecks as she hears the news of the green dragon.

"Foul spawn of Tiamat -- in league with, or using humanoids to do their bidding. This must be what I've been sent here for. This will be a difficult battle. Most difficult. We must prepare a smart plan of attack if we are to succeed."

"These towers you speak of -- are they on both sides of the bridge? If so, are both sides guarded?"

 

[stonegod]

If you could be sketch'n it for us visual types, we could be com'n up w'a plan.

 

[Rhun]

Zazz nods with Sascha's words. "Indeed, a quick sketch would be of great help." Then he turns his jet black eyes to glance at Vira. "Do you have any magics that would help us sneak close?". And before she answers, he turns his gaze back to Hurrow. "Which side of the bridge is the hobgoblin encampment on?"