Ludo drew an arrow to his bow and aiming at the closest clearest target he could see released his arrow. The Gnolls were clearly out of spear throwing range, so he continued to shoot arrows at any Gnoll that he could see..
Hearing the twang of an bow, Feldard, who was watching more behind than in front, turned just in time to avoid bumping into a stopped Miklos.
“What’s going on? We don’t have time to dilly-dally.”
The dwarf peered ahead, glimpsing through the travel weary party, the gnoll ambush. His shoulders slumped a bit at the sight of them. “That river crossing is looking better and better.”
Feldard stepped off tot the side so that he had an unobstructived shot towards the gnolls and let loose his bolt. He immediately began reloading, glancing behind to check on the approach of the main war party behind. This could get ugly.
Seeing that Ludo was taking action, Stephan joined in sending a volley of arrows. He too felt an unpleasant feeling in the pit of his stomach.
As went through the motions of loading, aiming firing, he muttered to his companions, “I have no regrets…falling in with you comrades. We’ve done some good things. You have enriched my life….I hope I have done a little for yours…”
“Charge!” hollered Hasan, breaking into a sprint. “We have to draw them out for Miklos! We can’t deal with them one-by-one.” The elf screamed a wrath he didn’t quite feel.
The mage edged off to one side. The flurry of bolts and arrows struck home and he could hear the wolf – cries of consternation arising from the their would be ambushers. They were poorly armed for a ranged combat and the bushes offered little protection from the speeding shafts. They had little choice but to meet the elf’s headlong charge.
The wild glint in their eyes shone as they leapt and bounded down the track slack jawed and growling obscenities, but something was wrong. The lead gnoll’s legs gave way and he crashed into the ground, before they could stop themselves the two behind tripped over him and fell unconscious. The next avoided the growing pile and fainted in mid leap. The charge faulted.
Miklos turned to Maruc. “I thought the sleep incantation would have got more. They must be resistant.”
Maruc shrugged, “Nevermind, time to help out I think.”
His armour clanked as he jogged to catch up with Feldard. His mace in hand he joined the fray.
As Ludo released his arrows at the targets before him, he could not help but be worried. These Gnolls were slowing the their progress towards the mountain pass and the pursuing Gnolls coming up the trail would he was sure be redoubling their efforts to catch the group up. He yelled to the Feldard and Hasan. “We must finish these Gnolls off quickly! Their friends are not far behind us!”
The groups faced off. There was Hasan, Feldard, Stephan and Maruc facing off against ten gnolls. Ludo was close by, trying to pick off the gnolls with his bow. Miklos also stood back from the melee, trying to decide whether to cast more spells now, or save them for later.