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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4877214" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p>Session 22, Part 3</p><p> </p><p><Note: First time I've been able to get onto EnWorld in a week!></p><p></p><p> They made camp in a massive, crumbling lean-to built around a stone shrine so old all the carvings on it were smooth-worn and unidentifiable. They made a small fire with a bit of dry wood stashed in a corner of the lean-to and settled in as the snow fell heavily outside. As they watched, Bail pulled out a rune-inlaid bag and upended it, sending gold, silver, and gems spilling onto the ground. Meepo helped him rake it up into a small mound and the two of them curled up in it.</p><p></p><p> “Dragons,” Suniel said, shaking his head.</p><p> </p><p>***</p><p> </p><p>They woke up to two feet of fresh snow and a half-caved in roof. They ate breakfast as Bail and Meepo meticulously sorted and recounted their bed. When they were finally finished, they set out, trudging through the deep snow and even deeper drifts.</p><p></p><p> “No sane army would march in this,” Harold said. “They've probably made camp somewhere.”</p><p></p><p> “Then that gives us more time to find them and scout out an ambush spot,” Suniel said. He motioned for Keeper to take the lead and the tireless construct complied, pushing ahead of them through the snow.</p><p></p><p> “You have to take that cart with you?” Kormak said, glancing back at Bail.</p><p></p><p> Bail shrugged in his harness.</p><p></p><p>“He's done this before, barely slows him down,” Meepo said from his perch atop the cart.</p><p></p><p> “Well, as long as he doesn't slow us down,” Kormak said. In reply, Bail muscled forwards and pulled past the dwarf.</p><p></p><p> ***</p><p></p><p> They found the Webdyn army later that day, not long after the snow stopped falling. They lay on their bellies at the top of a low hill, looking down on the carnage.</p><p></p><p> The army numbered in the thousands, but they were no match for the few dozen Iron Sky war machines that they battled.</p><p></p><p>A score or so Iron Sky constructs with massive bladed shield-arms and pikes made of lightning stood at the forefront, methodically slaughtering any Webdyn soldiers that came close. Behind the Iron shield-warriors were three massive constructs towering over the battlefield, their single flickering eyes sending out beams of energy that cut swathes through the men and, as the party watched, pieces of the cycloptic constructs suddenly fell off and crashed to the ground. As they hit, they transformed into what Suniel had labeled “Iron Juggernauts” when one had killed Kezzek back in Northmand.</p><p></p><p>A second after hitting the ground, the Juggernauts charged past the line of Iron warriors and plowed into the Webdyn force. Around the edges of the battle floated the black-cloaked giants, dropping the smaller blade-armed ones to harry the flanks. Even more disturbing were spheres of blackness that launched themselves unerringly towards any pockets of resistance or leadership in the Webdyn army, leaving a slew of corpses in their wake.</p><p> </p><p>Floating above and behind the rest of the Iron Sky force was a single metal figure on a floating platform, the Iron Sky army moving precisely to his every gesture, as if he were the conductor of a finely-trained orchestra. Finally, above it all flew hundreds of Gem Eyes, positioned in an unmoving grid over the whole battlefield.</p><p></p><p> “Guess we don't have to worry about the Webdyns,” Kormak said, tapping the pen tattoo on his arm seemingly unconsciously.</p><p></p><p> “We need to get back and warn Bradic,” Suniel said as he gazed at the terrible destruction being wrought before them. “There's no way they can stand up to this.”</p><p></p><p> “It doesn't matter,” Harold whispered, waving a dismissive hand at the slaughter before them. “We need to get to the Crystal Towers.”</p><p></p><p> “You're still worried about the Rising Plague when you see what's happening here?” Suniel said, turning on Harold. “After seeing this, the Ashen Towers seems almost inconsequential.”</p><p></p><p> “How could you ever say that?” Harold said, turning on Suniel, eyes burning. “Just because you used to be part of it?”</p><p></p><p> Suniel stared back at him, then gestured towards the battle. “Open your eyes and look at what's happening down there. As far as we know, this is happening all across Felskein.”</p><p></p><p> “All the better reason to head to Crystal Towers as soon as we can,” Harold said, starting to crawl away from the crest of the hill.</p><p></p><p> “I agree with Harold in one thing at least,” Kormak said, crawling after Harold. “I don't want to stick around and have to fight these things.”</p><p></p><p> “Is this the only army Iron Sky has?” Suniel said, glancing at Keeper.</p><p></p><p> “This isn't even an army,” Keeper said, before turning and joining the others.</p><p></p><p>Suniel cast a final look below.</p><p></p><p>"Gods help us."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 4877214, member: 60965"] Session 22, Part 3 <Note: First time I've been able to get onto EnWorld in a week!> They made camp in a massive, crumbling lean-to built around a stone shrine so old all the carvings on it were smooth-worn and unidentifiable. They made a small fire with a bit of dry wood stashed in a corner of the lean-to and settled in as the snow fell heavily outside. As they watched, Bail pulled out a rune-inlaid bag and upended it, sending gold, silver, and gems spilling onto the ground. Meepo helped him rake it up into a small mound and the two of them curled up in it. “Dragons,” Suniel said, shaking his head. *** They woke up to two feet of fresh snow and a half-caved in roof. They ate breakfast as Bail and Meepo meticulously sorted and recounted their bed. When they were finally finished, they set out, trudging through the deep snow and even deeper drifts. “No sane army would march in this,” Harold said. “They've probably made camp somewhere.” “Then that gives us more time to find them and scout out an ambush spot,” Suniel said. He motioned for Keeper to take the lead and the tireless construct complied, pushing ahead of them through the snow. “You have to take that cart with you?” Kormak said, glancing back at Bail. Bail shrugged in his harness. “He's done this before, barely slows him down,” Meepo said from his perch atop the cart. “Well, as long as he doesn't slow us down,” Kormak said. In reply, Bail muscled forwards and pulled past the dwarf. *** They found the Webdyn army later that day, not long after the snow stopped falling. They lay on their bellies at the top of a low hill, looking down on the carnage. The army numbered in the thousands, but they were no match for the few dozen Iron Sky war machines that they battled. A score or so Iron Sky constructs with massive bladed shield-arms and pikes made of lightning stood at the forefront, methodically slaughtering any Webdyn soldiers that came close. Behind the Iron shield-warriors were three massive constructs towering over the battlefield, their single flickering eyes sending out beams of energy that cut swathes through the men and, as the party watched, pieces of the cycloptic constructs suddenly fell off and crashed to the ground. As they hit, they transformed into what Suniel had labeled “Iron Juggernauts” when one had killed Kezzek back in Northmand. A second after hitting the ground, the Juggernauts charged past the line of Iron warriors and plowed into the Webdyn force. Around the edges of the battle floated the black-cloaked giants, dropping the smaller blade-armed ones to harry the flanks. Even more disturbing were spheres of blackness that launched themselves unerringly towards any pockets of resistance or leadership in the Webdyn army, leaving a slew of corpses in their wake. Floating above and behind the rest of the Iron Sky force was a single metal figure on a floating platform, the Iron Sky army moving precisely to his every gesture, as if he were the conductor of a finely-trained orchestra. Finally, above it all flew hundreds of Gem Eyes, positioned in an unmoving grid over the whole battlefield. “Guess we don't have to worry about the Webdyns,” Kormak said, tapping the pen tattoo on his arm seemingly unconsciously. “We need to get back and warn Bradic,” Suniel said as he gazed at the terrible destruction being wrought before them. “There's no way they can stand up to this.” “It doesn't matter,” Harold whispered, waving a dismissive hand at the slaughter before them. “We need to get to the Crystal Towers.” “You're still worried about the Rising Plague when you see what's happening here?” Suniel said, turning on Harold. “After seeing this, the Ashen Towers seems almost inconsequential.” “How could you ever say that?” Harold said, turning on Suniel, eyes burning. “Just because you used to be part of it?” Suniel stared back at him, then gestured towards the battle. “Open your eyes and look at what's happening down there. As far as we know, this is happening all across Felskein.” “All the better reason to head to Crystal Towers as soon as we can,” Harold said, starting to crawl away from the crest of the hill. “I agree with Harold in one thing at least,” Kormak said, crawling after Harold. “I don't want to stick around and have to fight these things.” “Is this the only army Iron Sky has?” Suniel said, glancing at Keeper. “This isn't even an army,” Keeper said, before turning and joining the others. Suniel cast a final look below. "Gods help us." [/QUOTE]
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