Working for the Baron - The Adventure

[wgreen]

Hargrim, weary and battle-worn, goes over strategies, tactics, and defense plans with Sheriff Brin and his men until the wee hours of the morning. He is tired, but hardy; he is a dwarf, trained and strong. And with luck, the people of Goodland will be safe and secure long enough for him and his companions to put an end to the orc threat once and for all.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Zyrial

Zyrial sits thinking what to do next.

 

[AmorFati]

Day 1 - During the night.

Just past midnight, during the planing of the defence of the town, the peace is suddenly disrupted. A cry of alarm breaks through the darkness, and shouting follows soon after.

 

[wgreen]

Hargrim shoots Zyrial a sharp glance before rushing out of the inn, axes at the ready, to see what is the matter.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Zyrial

Zyrial tosses his armor on and runs to the front room of the Inn and looks outside.

If he sees the enemy he will cast Bless before any one leaves the Inn.

 

[AmorFati]

You leave the in, and hear people screaming. A moment later, you see a horde of orcs rushing into the village from the west, their battleaxes raised above their heads and lust for killing in their eyes.

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The orcs will enter the village in about 2 rounds, they are still some distance away. Hargrim and Zyrial is just outside the inn, Nyra is inside, and I assume Balin is in a room in the Inn in the village.

Initiative:
14 - Zyrial
10 - Balin
10 - Orcs
7 - Nyra
5 - Hargrim

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[Phoenix8008]

*Nyra runs outside into the street with everyone else at the sound of the screams in the street. Seeing the orcs in the distance, she draws and knocks an arrow to her shortbow before contemplating firing in a high arc to hit one of the orcs charging their way. If the range isn't too far, she fires, otherwise she'll wait to see what her companions do. She figures that she can get off one or two shots before the orcs get within range of her blade...and then the real fun will begin.*

Smiling, she turns to her newfound companions and says "Let our friendship be sealed in the blood of our foes!"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Zyrial

If Zyrial was able to get the bless up while everyone was in the Inn then he will pull out his wand of sleep. If not he casts bless.

 

[wgreen]

"Balin!" bellows the dwarf. "We need you out here, old one!" He looks around for Brin. "Get your townsfolk to safety, Sheriff!"

 

[Verbatim]

Balin was rising from the small desk in his room as he heard the first sounds of trouble echoing in the night air.

~No...no...it is too soon...we are not prepared...the town is not prepared...~

Limping to the window in his room, Balin looked out and saw the orcs flooding into town through the flickering lights of the lamps in the town.

~The Dark Coin mocks us this night...mocks an old man thinking he could still make a difference...~

Glancing at the winow, Balin knew there was a time he would have simply jumped from it out to assist his companions, but those days were long since passed and as Hargrim's voice called out to him, Balin felt a chill creep into his bones.

~I am coming Shal...I think tonight the Dark Coin means to teach us all a lesson...~

Grabbing his staff, Balin exited his room and hurried as fast as his he could, the wooden leg making an odd counter beat to his movements.