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Message: <blockquote data-quote="StalkingBlue" data-source="post: 1501375" data-attributes="member: 645">[Pallas's account, by Pallas's player: ]Neither Jana or Jezzt saw my thought. No matter. It wouldn’t be the last time. They preferred their tactics. Charge and hope. Break the doors down. Kill everything. We hurried out of the village on horseback. The mansion was a few miles away, on a hilltop. Little cover around. A road lined with trees led up to it. As we hurried cross-country, we found some villagers. They were on their way to the mansion to report what had happened. They were told to go back. I was puzzled. A brief time before Zana had called the whole village collaborators and condemned them all to death. Now she was letting two confirmed traitors go. I didn’t understand. We approached. Then we waited until darkness fell. Apari moved forward, unseen. A little time later he came back. There were seven orcs outside the front door and a light coming from the front of the first floor. A quick discussion and Apari left again. He would stalk unseen through the battlefield and help us. He guaranteed the orcs wouldn’t see him. A little time later with started to pick up speed. Then it became a full canter. We fell upon the orcs quickly. Jezzt fought like she was possessed. She moved in a blur. I had never seen anyone move so fast. Everytime she struck an orc it fell. Zana and her horse also stomped into the orcs. My horse shied but I hit the enemy. A few moments later there were several orc corpses and two running orcs. Zana and Jezzt approached the door. They both gave it terrible blows and it splintered. Rapidly they both moved in. I was still finishing the last orc but I caught a glimpse of Jezzt’s face. It was dead. She was living in the world of the dead. Then the whole front room of the building was filled with a grey sticky mass. Strands everywhere. Magic! They enveloped Jezzt. She was stuck fast. I couldn’t see Jana. She had moved on ahead. Jezzt struggled with all her strength. She couldn’t move. Then six more orcs came around the corner. Reinforcements. Apari hadn’t scouted the whole building. The came out in a disciplined formation and threw their javelins. They were woeful. One scratched me. Jana and Jezzt were both helpless. I readied myself for the fight. I had a couple of tricks. I broke a charm, my only one. Drawing their vardatches, they charged me. I fenced with them. They got in each other’s way. I used old tricks. Shield fencing. Positioning the horse. It was working. They couldn’t hit me but I was hitting them. Verity was helping me. She had been hurt at the beginning but now she looked healthy. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Zana reach us. Her clothes were blackened as if she had been burnt. She dealt an orc a fearful blow. Then I saw Jezzt tear herself out of the grey sticky mass and stumble out of the room. Then it disappeared. There was a flash of light, which left both Zana and Jezzt reeling, unable to react. A large plains cat jumped on Jezzt and it was followed two orcs. Unable to defend herself, she took dreadful blows and then fell down. She was dead. The cat moved forward and pawed the air just behind corpse. Its blow met resistance and there was an angry cry. I was still fighting orcs. Then, from above, a slimy, oily voice directed an incantation at me. I ignored it. It couldn’t see me. Another orc fell. The cat chased down the road, trying to find something. Zana fought the orcs. Another incantation came down from the mansion. This one saw me. I couldn’t move. Then the very grass under my horses hooves wrapped itself around its legs. “Surrender!” cried the slimy voice. Zana looked around. I could see what she could. Both Verity and I and our horses were motionless. Two orcs were holding vardatches to Jezzt’s body, ready to plunge. The big cat was chasing something only it could see. She threw down her sword. Then, a moment later both the horse and I were free of our enchantments. I rode hard. Out of there. Away from the mansion. I made sure there was no pursuit. Then I turned South. The hills were my best chance. Then, I heard another horse behind me. It was Apari. We looked at each other. I said: “To the hills”. We both set off at a gallop. Zana and Jezzt were dead. Bernt would be happy. Two less mouths to feed.</blockquote>

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