Working for the Baron - The Adventure

[AmorFati]

As he moves out the door, Zyrial blesses his allies and grabs for one of his wands.

At the same time, Balin moves as fast as possible, grabbing his staff and heads dowstairs.
OOC: I'll assume Balin was in one of the roomes upstairs in the Inn/Tavern. He is now halfway down the stairs, looking into the room where the planing took place just a few moments ago.

With more feral shrieks and waving of weapons, the orcs advance on the village. They are getting closer, and it is only a matter of seconds before they're among the houses of the village.

Moving out the doors, the recenly-arrived young woman draws her bow and is able to loose an arrow at the closing orcs, and one of the beasts fall to the ground, clutching the arrow piercing its throat.

"Get your townsfolk to safety, Sheriff!" the dwarf yells, and gets ready for the incoming horde.

Reacting to the dwarfs command, Brin puts thing in motion inside. "Niko, with me. Rolen, get Perra, Nolim and Sherk awake. We need them here. The rest of you, make sure the townsfolk stay out of danger. Now!" With that, one of the deputies leave the inn, heading for where the last three deputies are staying. Brin and Niko arm themselves and come and stand with you outside the inn, waiting for the orcs.


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Active Effects:
Bless: +1 morale on attack rolls and saves against fear. Active on all party members, Brin, two of his five deputies, and about 15 villagers.

Initiative:
Round 2:
14 - Zyrial
10 - Balin
10 - Orcs
7 - Nyra
Round 3:
19 - Brin
16 - Deputies

Orcs killed: 1

Actions:
Zyrial: Cast bless and get wand.
Balin: Grab staff and move as fast as possible downstairs.
Nyra: Moved outside, then attacked with her bow. Rolled a 7, for a total of 15, a hit. Did 9 damage, killing 1 orc.
Hargrim:
Orcs: Move towards the village.
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[Argent Silvermage]

Zyrial

From the relative safety of the doorway Zyrial will cast sleep from the wand at the closest grouping of Orcs.

 

[Phoenix8008]

Nyra

Nyra looks around at her companions to take her cues from them.

~I wonder if we should stay here and wait for the Orcs to get within the town proper? Surely they must hear my heart beating as loud as it is! Look at them all just standing and waiting for the battle as if there's nothing to it. I can't let them know how scared I am. I won't fail them and run away. I WON'T dishonor my mother's memory! Not after coming so far to retrieve the last and best piece of gemwork she and I completed together...~

Shaking herself out of the memory, Nyra smiles wide and speaks.

"First blood is mine, friends! Did you see that shot!?" *Yelling towards the oncoming Orcs:* "Take heart fools, for your obituaries will say that you were slain by legendary warriors!"

OOC:Nyra knocks another arrow to fire at the Orcs (not ones brought down by Zyrial's sleep spell) unless they are within melee range after their move. If there are any melee targets, then she drops her bow and draws her scimitar instead.

 

[Verbatim]

Taking the stairs as quickly as he could, Balin saw Zyrial standing in the door of the end and heard the familiar chant he used when invoking the power stored within the slender ash wand he carried.

~Smart thinking Zyr...make a few take a nap while you can to buy the others time to prepare.~

As the sounds of the orcs grew louder, Balin cursed the fact that his spells were not suited to the combat that would soon be raging around them. However, he was determined to do what he could to help the others.

Moving forward, Balin began shaping the Silver Song's essence to his needs as he slowly chanted a spell of protection. While he did not know if the orcs would be smart enough to use anything other than brute force, he was not taking that chance.

Reaching out with a suddenly steady hand, Balin grabbed Zyr's shoulder as he released the spell protecting his friend from any stray arrows the orcs might fire his way.

"This will turn the arrows away for awhile, but do not think you are suddenly invincible Father."

The spell cast, Balin's mind immediately began trying to think of what to do next to assist the others.

OOC:[sblock]When I get into position, cast Prot from Arrows on Zyr (40pts of damage soak) and then go from there.[/sblock]

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Zyrial

The priest smiles at his friend's brilliance and hands him the wand of sleep. "Make yourself useful old man." He says and walks out into the oncoming orcs.

 

[AmorFati]

Zyrial waves his magic wand, and several orcs stops, them stumbles to the ground, sleeping.

Hobbling down the stairs, the old man reach the rest of the group just outside the Inn, and cast a protective spell on his elven friend.

The horde of orcs continue to advance on the village, and is now only moments away from reaching the outer houses (see map, they're coming from the forest to the west of the Tavern/Inn.)

Choosing to try another arrow at the approaching orcs, Nyra release the bowstring, and her arrow strikes true, and one orc falls to the ground, dead, the arrow sticking out from its abdomen.

Hargrim, standing proud awaiting the orcs, gets ready for melee.

Brin, his deputies and the now arriving townsfolk from the Inn gets ready as well. About fifteen townsfolk now joins the crowd outside the Inn, readying improvised weapons like scythes, pitchforks and the likes.


[sblock]
Active Effects:
Bless: +1 morale on attack rolls and saves against fear. Active on all party members, Brin, two of his five deputies, and about 15 villagers.
Protection from Arrows: Gives Zyrial damage reduction 10/magic against ranged attacks. Prevents a total of 40 damage before ending.

Initiative:
Round 3:
14 - Zyrial
10 - Balin
10 - Orcs
7 - Nyra
5 - Hargrim
Round 4:
19 - Brin
18 - Townsfolk
16 - Deputies

Orcs killed: 2
Orcs asleep: 8

Actions:
Zyrial: Cast sleep on a 10 ft. burst radius, 8 orcs hit.
Balin: Moved outside, cast Protection from Arrows at Zyrial.
Nyra: Moved outside, then attacked with her bow. Rolled a 14, for a total of 21, a hit. Did 6 damage, killing 1 orc.
Hargrim: Readies action; Attack closest orc when in melee range.
Orcs: Move towards the village. They're now 20 ft. away from the Tavern. Next round melee will engage.
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[Verbatim]

Scowling at Zyr as he took the wand, Balin looked around and saw nothing but a charging horde of chaos and death approaching them.

~Make myself useful....blood and ashes..what does he think I have been doing all along, making tea and biscuits?~

As he saw a tight cluster of the brutes emerging from a side street, Balin aimed the wand towards them and quickly barked the elvish trigger word to release the sleep spell once more.

 

[wgreen]

Hargrim watches the orcs approach. "Come on, you ugly, vicious bastards," he spits. He howls again, in orcish, "Come on!"
[sblock]Readies an attack against the first orc to enter melee range.

HP: 32
AC: 18
Atk vs. Orcs: +1 handaxe (attack): +7 (+3 base, +2 Str, +1 enhancement, +1 racial), 1d6+3 damage, threat 20/x3
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[Phoenix8008]

Nyra

With the Orcs approaching close enough to smell them, Nyra knows that battle is almost upon her. Dropping her bow, she readies her scimitar and dagger while begining to mumble a prayer under her breath...

"Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother and my sisters and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people, back to the begining.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them.
In the halls of Valhalla, where the brave may live... forever!"

[sblock]Actions: Nyra drops her bow (free action) and draws her scimitar and dagger (movement action) to ready them for a single attack (scimitar only) at the nearest Orc if one is next to her when it's her turn. If an Orc is within 30' but isn't within melee range when it's her turn, she will move to attack it with her scimitar(in which case drawing both her weapons is a free action combined with the regular move).

HP: 28
AC: 17
Attack: +1 Scimitar: +9, 1d6+6 damage, threat 18+/x2
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[Argent Silvermage]

Zyrial

Zyrial runs out into the street with the rest and casts Sound burst into a group of Orcs. "May the Silver Song echo in your souls!"