“On now,” hollered Hasan, and the elf charged forward. “We have no surprise now. We need speed, before they ready for us.” The elf raced past Stephan and the rest of his companions and launched himself at the charging wolf. They met just past the log bridge, where Hasan tried to dodge and rake his sword alongside the wolf. The great canine’s agility matched the elf’s, however, and both assailants fell backward, bloodied but neither broken. Hasan’s recovery was faster, though, and as he stepped in to swing his sword yet again, he also shifted his position to close off access to the bridge. Hasan stepped onto the bridge, hoping his companions would protect his backside from another assailant.

Ludo, seeing that surprise was lost, drew his swords and charged down the slope from his position of concealment. He jumped across the still sleep induced Goblins, nimbly crossed the bridge, stepping around Hasan and into the shadows to the left of the gateway, using the walls of the compound as cover and protection.

Feldard, after sustaining some wounds via wolf teeth, finally killed one of the rabid beasts with his great axe. Ignoring the pain, he ran toward the lair. With his short stumpy legs, he was slower at making it down the slope, but whereas the others ran past the sleeping goblins, Feldard ensured the devious creatures would not be a hindrance later. For a moment, as he did a headcount of the group and assessed the situation, the dwarf felt his heart stop when he could not account for Hernane, then came the remembrance that she had left the group. Feldard gripped his axe tightly, and charged once more after the group, moving into a position to provide protection to Miklos.

Stephan, wincing a bit, rushed to help Hasan secure the strategic at the bridge. Approaching the high-stakes dance between the wolf and elf Prince, Stephan attempted to match the flow of the sparring rather than just rushing in. Seeing Hasan move to the left, Stephan moved to the right–slightly behind the snarling hell-beast. He waited fractions of a second, trusting in the Prince’s ability. Sure enough, Hasan managed a telling blow to the wolf that put the fiend within striking range of Stephan’s sword. With an unintelligible yell, he lunged, swinging the blade into the lupine’s left thigh. The beast erupted a sickening, brief howl and Stephan knew he’d dealt a deep slice.

In a strange and rapid mimic of the children’s game ‘paddle ball’, Stephan and Hasan used the wolf as the ball, their weapons as paddles–each vying to whack the object of ‘play’ with as much force as possible. The wolf was helpless, having been caught in a trap of sharp steel. Despite it being all muscle–taught sinew pushing hard at the world — the beast soon succumbed, trying in it’s last breath to deliver one more snap of the jaw. One more rake of the claw.

Thinking quickly, Miklos urged Feldard and Maruc to aid securing the bridge. “I thank you for your protection, but we must get out of the open into a more defensible position. Least ways we must stop those creatures summoning more of their brethren.” Taking his staff he followed the others toward the desperate melee which seemed to be drawing to a close as the creature yelped and collapsed.

Maruc nodded and limped his way toward the bridge his leg started to throb as the excitement of the battle subsided and his shoulder ached. He couldn’t help admiring the deft skill displayed by the lithe elf and the burly woodsman as finished off the newcomer. “It seems our intervention was unnecessary.” he grinned. “Come let us enter and see if we cannot locate the escapee! Perhaps we may surprise our yellow garbed foe?”

Taking a quick glimpse around the edge of the gate, Ludo hoped to assess the inside of the compound, calculate the number of goblins, and look for Vlaak. Instead, glancing to his left, he saw three goblins who were frantically trying to release more dire wolves from their pen. Their were two wolves left in the pen. Ludo’s eyes opened wide as one of them charged out straight toward him as the goblins barked orders for it to attack.



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7 responses to “Invaders

  1. Didn’t have time to adjust the map, but the description should suffice for now. Ludo has not seen much of the compound other than the jail area (he was blindfolded when brought in).

    Feldard -5hp
    Stephan -2hp
    Hasan -4hp

    Maruc: 10xp
    Miklos: 10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+5xp
    Hasan: 10xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+5xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp+10xp

    Maruc: 20,185/24000
    Miklos: 20,300/40000
    Feldard: 20,280/34000
    Hasan: 19,470/32000
    Stephan: 19,245/32000
    Ludo: 18,785/20,000

  2. Ludo

    A cold shiver shot up Ludos spine and a lump of fear formed in his throat, the ferocious wolf charging at Ludo was a terrifying sight. Ludo quickly threw himself to one side using the wall as cover. When the wolf came around the side of the wall, he stabbed his short sword into the wolves rib cage, the momentum of the fast moving wolf tore the sword from his grasp but left the sword buried deep in the wolfs body with blood steaming from the deep wound.

    Ludo with his back braced against the compound wall, quickly drew his second short sword and used it to keep the snarling wounded animal at bay. “Feldard, help” he yelled.

  3. Feldard

    Feldard was halfway across the bridge when the rogues’ call came. He looked and saw the trapped predicament of the party’s newest member and scowled. The dwarf knew, from experience, his short dwarven legs alone would never cover the distance in time to save the man. Still, Feldard could not just stand there and watch.

    Feldard charged forward, drawing back his trusted weapon and with a mighty bellow he threw his battle axe towards the dire wolf.

  4. Hasan

    Hasan continued to jog forward. Though he had dashed ahead to confront the wolf, he was leery of the party’s exposed position on the river banks and bridge. As he proceeded, he worried about the time the party could lose to these three goblins and their canine allies. Frustrated, the elf stopped, wheeled and cast his sleep spell at them.

  5. Stephan

    Stephan charged forward but stopped short as he saw Feldard prepare to hurl his axe. The axe sailed past Stephan. The air screamed in fright as the blade sliced its way to the wolf.

    In seconds, it was all over. The wolf lay impaled…or was it just asleep? Stephan, not in his comfort zone, stood in a ready stance. Casting eyes about for more danger.

  6. Maruc

    As the others rushed to the newcomers aid Maruc lagged behind, slowed by his leg. He watched as swift blades met the wolf-terror. He had not seen what Ludo had seen in the darkness but his expression did not fill Maruc with comfort. He smiled grimly and resolutely drew his chain-flail and shield together and marched to stand on the far side of the entrance.

    More barking could be heard within and the harsh voices of goblins goding their wolves to attack. He turned and almost bumped into Miklos. “I’d stay back if I were you.”

    Maruc didn’t grin.

  7. miklosdostevar

    Nervously Miklos shadowed the priest as he made his way into the goblin nest. His white knuckles gripped his staff at the thought of battle. He was no warrior and he’d faced many terrible creatures, but even this knowledge didn’t take much of the tightness in his stomach away.

    He collided with Maruc.

    “Sorry.” he said absent mindedly. The priest’s expression did nothing for his fear.

    He glanced into the dimly lit bough beyond Maruc. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust.

    Enough time to see the last wolf hurtle out of the darkness. It was huge and ugly, more brutish than the others, an old scar across its face where it had lost an eye. Its remaining eye gleaming with rage-fire. Its terrible maw dripping with saliva.

    Miklos cried out in alarm.

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