The Red Hand of Doom!!

[Rhun]

The dwarf looks up at Kirrg, responding before Sir Jonathon can. "Precisely. Three days travel to his kin...and who knows how long it will take them to reach the bridge from their home? My guess is we are on our own." Duroin shrugs. "Don't worry, though. The dwarves supposedly built this bridge. And I just so happen to be a dwarf. There will be a weakness we can exploit."

 

[EvolutionKB]

Sir Jonathan

"There is not many a dwarf that would admit that their constructions have a weakness." Sir Jonathans winks gravely at the dwarf. They have not been together long, and Sir Jonathan wonders what would make Duroin doubt the architecture of his race.

Once the companions started on their journey to the bridge. "That many days would make us fail at our task, but we have little choice in the matter. If they arrive late, they may hold the hobgoblins back with their numbers. It may not be the same at destroying the bridge, but we have little choice. We must continue on, do what we can, hope that they can delay them if we cannot, and warn Drellin's Ferry."

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil, Sorcerer 6, Hp: 25/25

"It would be a luxury to fight alongside giants, but I fear we do not have the time to wait for them to arrive."

"Bahamut will bless us, and with his help, we will surely prevail against this stone bridge."

 

[Rhun]

"There is not many a dwarf that would admit that their constructions have a weakness." Sir Jonathans winks gravely at the dwarf. They have not been together long, and Sir Jonathan wonders what would make Duroin doubt the architecture of his race.

Duroin chuckles. "You miss my meaning, Sir Knight. My people are certainly famous for the strength of our stonework and fortifications. With that said, we dwarves are a cautious folk, and we have learned some bitter lessons in the past. We know that sometimes our strengths can be used against us. And so we began to build failsafes into our structures, to prevent that from happening." The dwarf shrugs. "I can't be certain until I see the bridge, but if it is old enough, and we are lucky enough, we may find that my kin that built it have included such a weakness. You will, I hope, keep this knowledge in the strictest of confidence. We do not share it with outsiders."

 

[EvolutionKB]

Sir Jonathan

"Bahamut will bless us, and with his help, we will surely prevail against this stone bridge."

Sir Jonathan smiles at Virashil. "Heironeous will watch over us as well. His eyes will guide our blades."

"I can't be certain until I see the bridge, but if it is old enough, and we are lucky enough, we may find that my kin that built it have included such a weakness. You will, I hope, keep this knowledge in the strictest of confidence. We do not share it with outsiders."

Sir Jonathan nods in understanding. "Hopefully this is that easy. Do not worry my friend, you have my word that I will not betray your secret."

 

[hero4hire]

After finishing some surprisingly good Roast Dire Boar, the heroes and the Giant part ways with Warklegnaw's promise to bring back his 'kin' to help against the goblins.

Over the next few miles the ground begins to steadily rise until finally the forest itself peters out. Ahead is a stretch of barren ground about 50 feet wide, ending in a gorge. Roughly a hundred feet wide at its narrowest point, the gorge drops away precipitously to a fast-rushing stream far below. The ancient Dawn Way crosses the cleft on a bridge of stone. Anchored at both ends to large stone towers with pentagonal roofs, the bridge itself seems sturdy despite its obvious age. It is, clearly, the only easy way to cross, since the gorge continues as far as the eye can see to the east and west. The four stone towers that anchor the bridge are each forty feet high. A narrow wooden stairway winds around each, leading up to an open air watchpost at the top.

A small encampment of a half-dozen tents clusters near the northern side of the bridge. Curls of smoke from campfires attest to some sort of activity. A single humanoid figure stands at the watchpost on the top of each of the four watchtowers, longbow in hand. A powerfully built hound with glowing red eyes and short ruddy fur sits watchfully near either end of the bridge. Yet the most impressive creature present is certainly the sleek and menacing green dragon that perches on the roof of the northwestern watchtower on the far side of the gorge. It lies basking in the sun, but its bright yellow eyes are fixed on the bridge.

OOC: Around 4 hours have passed since your encounter with the Giant. You have not been detected...Yet! As you are in the concealment of the brush and not on the 50 foot of barren round.

Actions?

 

[Rhun]

"I like not the looks of that," whispers Duroin to his companions. "I like it not at all. But I suppose we now know who this 'Ozurrendion' character is..." The dwarf shakes his head grimly. "I told you it was no goblin."

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil, Sorcerer 6, Hp: 25/25

Virashil gasps quickly before catching herself upon seeing the chromatic dragon atop the bridge. "Hurry, into the brush!" She calls out as quietly to her companions.

"By the Hells!" She whispers,"Tiamat's foul spawn is party to this! I KNEW it!"

"What do you think is the best course of action here? We're on our own, and it appears that the bridge is heavily guarded -- with a damn dragon to boot!"

"I could cover the bridge span itself with webs if we wanted to concentrate on this side first, but the dragon would obviously be unaffected."

"Else I could blanket a few of us that need it with invisibility...."

"The bridge itself would make an excellent choke point -- perfect for my freezing breath -- I think I have been able to strengthen it since yesterday."


OOC: Do we recognize the hounds as the hell hounds we fought earlier against the marauders?

Also, can we gauge the dragon's relative size? M, L, H, G, or C? (please don't be collosal)

Virashil will be casting Protection from Energy (Acid) on herself at the very least, once we determine some course of action/plan of attack. I'm assuming that with Virashil's background (draconic heritage) and Know (Arcana) that she knows the breath weapon energies of each dragon type.

Active Spells:

Mage Armor: ~ 2 hrs left

Spells left for the day:

6/6/6/4

 

[Rhun]

Duroin tugs on his mustache as he considers the tactical situation. "I doubt invisibility will work around that foul hound, which means it must be eliminated before we can attempt that route. And if the hound is suddenly peppered by arrows and falls, I'm sure the dragon will notice."

 

[hero4hire]

OOC: Do we recognize the hounds as the hell hounds we fought earlier against the marauders?

Also, can we gauge the dragon's relative size? M, L, H, G, or C? (please don't be collosal)

I will post a resized pic. It loses some detail but you can make out (if you squint) the dogs are breathing fire and judge the relative size of the Dragon to everything else.
I am not giving away actual size until the battlemap is out.