A Threat From Above

Hasan nodded at Maruc’s pronouncement. There was no other choice. He slowly moved up the stairs to the second level of the great hall, and turned to find rest in one of the bedrooms nearby. He collapsed, still armored, into the modest bed and was soon asleep.

Aside to Maruc, Stephan said, “Maruc, I’m sure Irina can assist but Kuzma is much more experienced.”

“Of course Stephan. Forgive me revered Kuzuma.” smiled Maruc. The old woman shook her head, smiled and continued her ministrations

Stephan then checked on his brother. “Ah! Darya and Kuzma have fixed you up nicely, Pyotr!” He visually inspected the bandages.

“Yes, they have. And Halav his taken the pain away. I feel very well, all things considered.”

The elder brother’s eyes focused in concern. “How is it brother? Do we know more of the enemy? How many are there? This mix of tribes is disturbing.”

“The yellow-dressed ‘woman’ was a ruse, if you didn’t hear that. Hasan and Feldard are lucky to be yet alive and with us here. The dwarf, I can tell you, fought valiantly and suffer a grievous head wound. But Halav has helped through His servants Kuzma and Irina.”

“I shall not forget his deeds in the defense of my house. Nor the deeds of the others that came with you. Brother, I am glad you brought these mighty companions! If we all yet live to see brighter days, I will endeavor to repay in some way, their and your kindness.”

Miklos nodded at the cleric. He was bone tired, his eyes ached and he needed rest. All this running about and stress wasn’t doing his concentration any good. “I’m going to lie down for a bit. Wake me if anything happens.” Miklos climbed back up to the tower room and curled up in the softest corner he could find.

Though the dwarf was far from whole, the clerics of Halav had healed the worst of his wounds and the dwarf argued aggressively that he was well enough to keep watch and defend the hall if need be. Any who tried to coax him otherwise was cussed at and threatened with violence with such vehemence that it surprised his long time companions.

So the dwarf was allowed to keep watch interrupted infrequently by bouts of nausea and drowsiness.

* * * * *

Nearly two hours passed. The goblins had continued their chanting and drumming, but made no move to encroach upon the defenders.

Spellcasting takes a toll on the mind, and so, amidst all this, Miklos had somehow drifted off to sleep. He awoke with a start! The largest bat he had ever seen in his life was directly on top of him, its fangs poised to strike!

Noise and commotion erupted in the tower. While the watchers had kept a keen eye upon the treeline, they had failed to notice a threat from above. Giant vampire bats had flown onto the tower and squeezed inside the upper floors.



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6 responses to “A Threat From Above

  1. Maruc gets back 1 CLW

    Maruc: 10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+10xp+10xp

    Maruc: 17,735/24000
    Miklos: 17,810/20000
    Feldard: 17,870/34000
    Hasan: 17,155/32000
    Stephan: 16,695/32000

  2. Stephan

    Stephan bolted up at the noise. And a lucky thing too as one of the voracious bats had just alighted on his leg, making to sink its hollow fangs into his femoral. With a spasm, Stephan launched the wad of leather and rubber–for that is what the bat seemed to be–across the room.

    Irina screamed. The bats, there were at least three in the room, made grating hissing noises and fluttered about in a veritable tornado of black wings.

    Grabbing a torch from a wall sconce, Stephan began waving the flame and tarry smoke at the bats.

    “Look, I can herd them. Open that windhole. I’ll try to flush them out!” His words were stunned with sudden adrenalin after being only moments ago in blissful sleep.

    Darya opened the wood shutters add two of the bats fled the easy route. But to her horror, she saw several more bat claws and heads peeking through the now open window from the outside. Had she been able to see the tower from the outside, her blood would have curdled. What seemed to be dozens of additional vampire bats clung to the tower’s stonework, seeking entry through various means.

    She quickly shut the windhole.

    “No, keep it open! I can get this last out.”

    “No, Stephan. There are many more out there!”


    Using the torch as a cudgel, Stephan swung, missed and set a table cloth on fire. Swinging again, however, he smashed the bat to the board-work floor and quickly got a boot on it.

    But the creature was hardy and took more than a stamping to kill. Irina quickly saw that a heavy table was near. With what strength she had, she turned the table over such that the falling, heavy edge of it came straight down on the hissing head of the bat.

    The crush was too much even for the rubber and leather-bodied hellion.

    A stillness settled on the room. In the quiet, they heard cries from other parts of the tower.

    “Quickly, there are more…”

    Keeping a grip on the torch and wielding his short sword, Stephan rushed from the room.

  3. miklosdostevar

    Adrenalin wired the mage. The first thought that raced though Miklos’s mind was, ‘Now that isn’t someting you see everyday’. The second was ‘I am now conpletely awake’. The next thing that happened, happened in a flurry of activity. “It’s a, ahh… a damn heavy bat! HELP!” He yelled trying the foist the thing from him.

    Wings and fangs and beady glass eyes were everywhere. Miklos flailed his left arm round trying to buy himself enough time to grap at his staff. Grappling claws snagged in his cloak fuelling the mages fear and excitment. He shrugged the garment off in an aggitated disire to be well away from the room. The staff forgotten he lauched himself toward the stairwell casting as much of the cloak as possible over the creature. It was then he counted more. “Bats! Giant Bats! We are assailed!” He called as he leapt down the stairs two at a time.

  4. Feldard

    The dwarf, below, drowsily guarding the hall entrance door glanced up at the shouting. Bats?! There was something wrong with that notion even to the dwarf. Concussion or not, the dwarf suspected another ruse. A distraction. He kept to his post. Fighting to keep alert.

  5. Hasan

    The commotion from above awakened Hasan, who awkwardly rolled out of bed, his sword arm still very stiff and sore. As he went up the stairs, he heard Miklos shrieking about bats. He grabbed a torch from the wall sconce.

    The armoury was uncontaminated, so Hasan locked the shutters tight. Going up one more level, Hasan entered just as the the pale, slender mage did. With a bang, Stephan and Darya had eradicated the last pest in that room as well. But the shrieking noises from room above were getting louder. Hasan checked the latches, and asked, “was anybody keeping watch from the top level of the tower? if so, we’ll have to save them!”

  6. Maruc

    Maruc snapped out of his meditation. He scrabbled for his weaponery and rushed toward the tower and the screaming. He met Miklos rushing down and just avoided him. A bat, larger than any bat had a right to be, flapped and flustered down the stairwell after the white faced mage. Allowing him to pass Maruc brought up his burnished Halavist Shield that glinted in the torchlight. He grinned. He flung his chainflail at it.

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