Post by scottenkainen on Jun 16, 2015 13:12:46 GMT -6
Day 9/Turn 4e for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
Caltaran succeeded in extricating himself from the crowd at the entrance, conversing with Ximo, and leading him back east, across the nave of the chapel towards the interior of the temple.
Marcel did not make it far into the castle before he was stopped.
"Hold there, intruder! Don't make a move!" he was ordered.
Marcel's pleas for a bow fell on deaf ears at first -- but just as the first volley of arrows flew from the castle walls, Marcel was lucky enough to spot Trazen in the squad of soldiers assembling in the courtyard. Trazen broke ranks and tossed his longbow to Marcel.
"Get that buzzard out there for me, Marcel!" Trazen shouted.
Meanwhile, Joaquim observed the other magic-users -- the two he had already seen, plus a gnome to the southwest he was only spotting now, were moving slowly towards each other around the periphery of the bailey. They would be convening in the northwest "corner" (the curtain wall was rounded, so there wasn't a literal corner) soon, probably to discuss why their spells did not seem to be working on it.
Joaquim also observed, to the south, some other commotion going on at the gate out into the city. It looked like soldiers were gathering, but running away through the gate, rather than charging the Dracolisk.
The first volley of arrows was somewhat effective -- many arrows failed to pierce its hide, but some did. The Dracolisk did not appear to even be moderately injured yet, though.
It was at this time that Caltaran and Ximo emerged in the temple garden. They could see the second volley of arrows flying from the castle wall towards the front side of the temple.
((Marcel's encounter reaction: 40+15, chance of Trazen being present: 1))
Post by Ronny Serio on Jun 16, 2015 14:24:51 GMT -6
"It'll be just like bull's-eyeing womp rats back home," Marcel told Trazen with a grin. Despite the levity of their exchange, Marcel found his relief at having secured a weapon dampened somewhat by the worry he now felt for his friend. Hopefully Trazen's troop wasn't planning a frontal assault on that creature. There was nothing Marcel could do about it, though, and Trazen had always been good at taking care of himself. Marcel needed to focus on his part in all this. He sprinted to the best cover he could find and start to let loose with the bow.
Joaquim temporarily abandoned his plan to hunt for cultists. If the mages were gathering, he wanted to be there. While it was tempting to eavesdrop invisibly, he decided to alert them to his presence. Inserting himself as an equal in their ranks seemed more valuable than a few snippets of overheard conversation. "Joaquim is here," he announced as he arrived. "Unfortunately, my spells will be of little help against the Dracolisk. I was prepared to fight off cultists this day, not... whatever that beast is."
Post by dtspurrier on Jun 16, 2015 15:08:24 GMT -6
(If possible caltaran would have brought the three people with ximo. Unless there was a place in the tunnels to put those people in a safe area.)
Caltaran says " looks like the soldiers are trying to repel the creature. There has to be a way to stop it. Well ximo you are safe. I am going out there to tend to the woundes soldiers or try to fight this creature. Unless you have any ideas?"
Last Edit: Jun 16, 2015 15:09:40 GMT -6 by dtspurrier
Ximo knew there was some sort of terrible beast out in front of the temple. He had little desire to encounter. However, he also had started to build something of a good reputation with some of the people in power in this town, his awkward experience in the back halls of the cathedral not-with-standing. So he moved at a oblique angle away from the side of the temple and through the garden to try and bring the chaos of the bailey into view without getting closer than necessary to the danger.
"Caltaran! Are you armed? Keep me safe and I'll see what my wizardry can do," Ximo said. He did not share his uncertainty and determination to avoid unnecessary risks.
Post by dtspurrier on Jun 16, 2015 15:18:06 GMT -6
Caltaran knew he was armed in his armor and mace. He moves over with ximo and tries to protect ximo. He will use his shield to protect versus the creature acid. If the shield is shining perhaps reflect the creature's stone gaze attack away from the two adventurers.
Post by scottenkainen on Jun 17, 2015 17:51:04 GMT -6
Day 9/Turn 5, rd. 1 for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
Caltaran and Ximo emerged around the north side of the temple, counter-clockwise, only to see the shape of a black dragon-like creature -- flying away from them! Five knights on horseback were riding after it, and under it, leaving behind them a battlefield littered with the dying, the dead, and those petrified into stone statues.
Marcel found arrows aplenty, there was a quiver hanging nearby, in addition to scores of arrows just sticking out of the ground for anyone to grab and use as they passed by. He then braced himself against the entrance to the castle and fired from a position of partial cover. His arrows joined the flight of 100 others which tried to pierce the hide of the fleeing monster. It was 400' away now and 30' up, near the west wall of the bailey -- medium range for the short bows, but still short for the long bows and crossbows. Many arrows fell short or missed. Others glanced off its scaly hide -- but others pierced it, particularly its wings. The Dracolisk seemed shaky in the air, as if seriously injured.
"I know this Joaquim!" Ekaitz said, to calm his two companion magicians who had panicked at the voice without a source. "I know of no spell that should be able to protect the Dracolisk like that, unless it is a spellcaster of great power."
"No, did you not notice?" the other human magic-user -- a wide man with pale skin, a white curly beard, and a bald head said. "It clutches something in its front right claws. It must be some magic item that shields it from harm."
Post by Ronny Serio on Jun 18, 2015 8:33:17 GMT -6
"If it comes close again, I'll try to get a better look at what it holds in its hand," Joaquim told the mages. "Hopefully it won't be able to see me." He wasn't sure he would actually go through with it, it was an awfully dangerous plan, but no need to tell the others that. He would linger a few moments longer, to see if the mages had any other important information to share, then he would begin to close the distance between him and the Dracolisk. Most importantly, if those arrows did manage to take down the creature, Joaquim would be quick to get to the body and seize whatever treasure it gripped in its claw.
Marcel was heartened to finally contribute to the battle with the dragon. He could feel the companionship of the fellows he joined in the fight. It felt good; it felt right. With a light heart he continued to add his arrows to the waves that pursued the dragon.
Post by dtspurrier on Jun 18, 2015 12:04:14 GMT -6
Caltaran seemed surprised about ximo tactics but it seems like the magic-user had an idea plus he also has cover. Caltaran sees the archers forming in lines and moves over there to see if anyone is wounded or needed assistance. He also sees Marcel and heads over to the big man wondering where his associate Joaquim is. While moving he listens to see if Ximo needs him to come over as back up.
Post by scottenkainen on Jun 18, 2015 15:07:41 GMT -6
Day 9/Turn 5, rd. 2 for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
More arrows missed this volley as the Dracolisk flew further out of reach.
While Caltaran moved over towards the castle, Ximo bolted across the bailey to a staircase just as the Dracolisk went soaring over the wall. Ximo took the stairs up to the top of the curtain wall sometimes two at a time and, at the top, saw the Dracolisk flying southwest, towards the Wealthy District. Then Ximo ((and only Ximo!)) saw the dragon disappear in mid-air!
Marcel saw Trazen and his squad finally heading out into the bailey to back-up the remaining knights there. Thankfully, there was no enemy to fight now. He also saw Caltaran wandering around in front of the castle, looking for something here.
Joaquim saw his peers were watching and waiting for the Dracolisk to return. However...
Ximo and Joaquim, meanwhile, both noticed that something was still going on outside the south gate to the bailey. There was a combat going on out there!
Ximo moved over to that side of the Inner Bailey parapet to see what was going on. He began recovering the words and gestures of his newest spell as he moved so he might use it for the side of the city's defenders.
Between Ximo and a better vantage were three guards, "Step aside! Wizard of the Consortium coming through!"
All this running and yelling had Ximo wishing he had stayed in the temple. He still wasn't sure what he was doing taking these chances.
((I'd like to move that ninety feet and see if there is enough of the fight visible to make a decision and contribution.))
Post by dtspurrier on Jun 19, 2015 14:09:51 GMT -6
Caltaran sees the knights heading to the gates. He moves over to the sounds of combat. As he does he sees a statue of one of the knights and has an epiphany. The dracolisk suddenly vanished and in the dungeon caltaran has been a test using illusion magic. Caltaran knows in the past the cult was looking for something. This attack might be a distraction. He will attempt to disbelieve in this turning to stone magic.
Post by scottenkainen on Jun 19, 2015 14:45:31 GMT -6
Day 9/Turn 5, rd. 3 for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
Ximo and Joaquim had seen little of the fight outside the bailey, and only what could be seen through the wide open gate -- and that was people moving back and forth in a crowd swinging swords.
Before Ximo could reach a vantage point where he can look over the wall, he had to move past three guards stationed up ahead of him, standing their ground and watching for the Dracolisk to become visible again. "Back off this wall!" one of them shouted at Ximo. "This is not the Consortium's bailey!" Though aggressive-sounding, and their crossbows were at the ready, no one pointed one at him.
Marcel found a ladder leading up into the gatehouse over the front of the castle. That would give him more altitude! However, once he had climbed up inside the gatehouse, he found himself surrounded by archers reacting much the same as the ones Ximo was encountering. "Who are you, to be up here?"
Caltaran was ignorant of the monster's disappearance, except that it had gone over the wall and had not returned yet. Nor could he see the fight by the south gate from his vantage point by the castle. There was no one injured at the castle, since all the fighting had happened out in front of the temple. There were those who needed encouragement, perhaps, for a squad of fresh soldiers had just emerged from the castle and they eyed the sky warily for the return of the monster.
Only Joaquim, uninterrupted, reached the south gate thanks to his invisibility. There he quickly divined that those who had fled from the temple across the bailey, looking for safety elsewhere in the city, had been ambushed outside the gates by men with swords and light armor! The guards at the gate had then streamed out to fight the ambushers man-to-man, while dying innocents lingered in the street around the dead.
Post by Ronny Serio on Jun 19, 2015 15:05:54 GMT -6
"Don't worry, boys, I'm on your side," Marcel told the soldiers. "Now where'd that dragon get off to?" He leaned up against the battlement, acting like he was supposed to be there. Hopefully his confidence would make it easy for the soldiers to accept him.
This sort of mass, hand-to-hand combat was not something that Joaquim wanted any part of. But, maybe he could help save some of those bleeding to death. He'd do his best to move unseen from body to body, binding the wounds of those he could.
Post by scottenkainen on Jun 22, 2015 9:45:42 GMT -6
Day 9/Turn 5, rd. 4 for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
Caltaran couldn't tell why Ximo was running south along the top of the curtain wall, but perhaps he could see the monster returning from that direction? Caltaran dashed from the castle to the stairs Ximo had used to ascend to the top and raced up to the top where he saw...no sign of the monster. There did seem to be some commotion outside the south gate, though, so maybe that was where Ximo was heading.
Ximo's sentries forgot their hostility towards the Silver Consortium when they noticed the commotion outside the south gate. They ran towards the gate to investigate, allowing Ximo to follow along hot on their heels.
To Ximo and Joaquim -- who was already present in the crowd outside the gate, unseen -- the battle at the south gate seemed to be almost over already. There were only 8 fighters left on their feet from the ambushing party. None of them wore armor better than short chain hauberks, most of them wore leather, and they were armed with an assortment of miscellaneous weapons. They had tried to concentrate on attacking unarmed bystanders before they could run away at their own peril -- as that had allowed several of the ambushers to be cut down already. Only now did the remaining 8 cluster closer together in mutual defense. The gate sentries were better armed and armored and had a numerical advantage and used it to outflank the ambushers.
Joaquim had just bound and saved his first person outside the gates when much of the open gateway behind Joaquim was plunged into sudden darkness, obviously by magical means. It cut off the gate sentries from further support on the ground, as no one came through the dark sphere.
Ximo, from his vantage point, further noticed a small squad of armed men rushing towards the combat from the street, coming from the west.
Meanwhile, Marcel found his usual charm did not help him in the gatehouse. "Drop your bow!" Marcel was ordered, as a short bow and light crossbow were pointed towards him. "Keep this intruder under guard until we can sort out what he's doing here," someone who sounded like he was in charge said.
"Perhaps you boys with the crossbows should try to help your friends down there?" Ximo suggested. Then he noticed the squad of armed men.
He made some quick observations about the squad of armed men moving to join the combat, they were wearing chain mail but no tabard. He took this to mean they were on the side of the cultists or whomever was attacking the city. So he decided to do something about it. It would take some doing but his new spell seemed tailor-made for this moment. He started the intonations and gestures at just the right moment so that the magical web would drop down on those chain-clad flankers and, hopefully, bring them to a stop.
Post by dtspurrier on Jun 22, 2015 14:17:01 GMT -6
Caltaran heads to the south gate to find out what the commotion is. If there is combat then he will assist the knights, town guard, etc. While moving to the gate he looks to see if anyone in the courtyard needs assistance, if they do he will assist.
Last Edit: Jun 22, 2015 14:17:48 GMT -6 by dtspurrier
Post by Ronny Serio on Jun 23, 2015 8:43:44 GMT -6
Joaquim considered using his Sleep spell to put down the final knot of ambushers, but the soldiers seemed to have them well in hand. Beside, things were too volatile right now for him to feel comfortable giving up his invisibility. Instead he continued to move about the bodies, seeing what other lives he might be able to save.
"No problem, fellas," Marcel told the soldiers as he leaned his bow up against the battlement. "I just came up to find a better vantage point for shooting at that dragon. Name's Marcel. I've been working with the Church, but Sergeants Trazen or Anders could vouch for me. I'm happy to be on my way if you don't want my aid."
Post by scottenkainen on Jun 23, 2015 10:05:09 GMT -6
Day 9/Turn 5, rd. 5 for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
Caltaran rushed back the way he'd came. He ran down the stairs and across the bailey, towards where nine men-at-arms were standing in front of a sphere of darkness blocking much of the open gateway, hesitant to get too close to it.
Ximo cast his spell and a huge mass of webbing appeared in the open air 10' away from him -- then dropped right onto the target of the mass of charging mercenaries. The webbing had become a little tangled on its way down and diminished somewhat in radius, but it still covered a large enough area to smother all of the mercenaries underneath it.
Joaquim witnessed this happening as he sneakily saved another life. Apparently, these reinforcements were important to the strategy of the remaining ambushers at the gate, because as they noticed, they began to panic.
"Scatter!" one of them yelled. They took off in four different directions in pairs, or tried to. Four of them were hacked down at once by back attacks, then two more were picked off by archers from the curtain wall above. Only two were left alive to escape, including the one who had shouted "Scatter".
Meanwhile, Marcel was told to wait where he was. "Until Trazen or Anders can be found to vouch for you."
Post by dtspurrier on Jun 23, 2015 10:46:11 GMT -6
Caltaran approached the men-at arms and says, "what manner of foul magic is this. soldiers you guys alright? " caltaran scans the area around the sphere, looking for survivors or people wounded around the sphere ( not in the sphere). He then starts casting a spell, "heironeous grant me sight to determine if there is any evil in the area."
Ximo was very impressed with himself and his new spell. He looked around to see if anyone had noticed and was suitably amazed by that bit of conjuration. He thought one of the crossbowmen might have been trying to hide his awe, but Ximo was not certain.
He sauntered toward the nearest stairs back down into the Bailey and headed for that globe of darkness. He planned to keep one hand on the wall and just walk his way along it, out through the gate, and again along the wall until he emerged into the light. Then he would see what had become of his webbed victims.
Post by Ronny Serio on Jun 23, 2015 19:05:13 GMT -6
Joaquim made a quick decision, setting out after the fleeing ambushers. He wasn't planning to stop them, quite the opposite. He was hoping they managed to get away. Then he would follow them right back to their hideout.
Back at the castle, Marcel resigned himself to being temporarily taken out of the action. It wasn't so bad, really, as the dragon looked to have fled anyway. He didn't seem to be missing much. Well, if he was going to be stuck here, he might as well make some new friends. "You boys ever seen anything like that before? Not me. Knew a few men, back in the Free City, who claimed to have witnessed such a creature and lived to tell it, but I always figured that for tavern talk. A good yarn, you know? Never thought I'd be the one with such a story. Shooting arrows at a dragon. I'm no bard, but that's a tale that should be worth a few free drinks in the common room tonight."
Post by scottenkainen on Jun 24, 2015 12:17:16 GMT -6
Day 9/the rest of turn 5 for Caltaran, Ximo, Joaquim, Marcel:
Caltaran looked around at the gate, around the sphere of darkness, and finally realized that the dead and the dying were not at the castle, nor in front of the south gate, but in front of the temple, where the attack had actually happened. Realizing this, he then went that way to see if he could help anyone. Unfortunately, he was too late to the party; by now, priests had already emerged from the temple and had helped who they could -- the numbers of which were depressingly small.
Subdeacon Gutxi approached Caltaran. "I saw you running all over the place. What did you see? Where did the Dracolisk go?"
Ximo got no more protests from the wall sentries after they saw what he could do. He sauntered back down, unopposed and, by the time he reached the dark sphere, found that some men-at-arms had become emboldened enough to move through the gaps in the gateway around the sphere (which involved hugging the walls). Ximo used the same trick and emerged to find the battle already over. Some of the men-at-arms who had won the battle had already moved to the mass of webbing blocking much of the street to the west. But the men caught under the webbing -- there was no trace of them to be found now!
Marcel did not have much longer to wait in the guardhouse. A man-at-arms who had gone down the ladder after Marcel came up returned now, poking his head in, and shouting, "Trazen says to send this man down!"
Sergeant Trazen was with his squad of men still, but right at the gates of the castle again instead of out in the bailey. "We lost our target to attack -- thank the gods!" Trazen said, enthusiastically, but quietly. "What a crazy attack! I can barely believe that just happened. A dragon, in Verbobonc? Practically right outside the Viscount's garderobe? Talk about getting caught with your pants down..."
That was all the joking Trazen could muster. He stared back in the direction of the temple, where statues that had once been faithful parishioners still stood.
Meanwhile...Joaquim could only follow one of the two men who escaped alive, so he went with the one who had shouted the command "Scatter!" That man was young, wore leather armor and a leather skullcap, and a black cape with a red interior. As he ran, he ditched the skullcap and reversed his cape. He had a worn face for a man so young and just the beginning of a beard.
The man ran through the High Quarter to a small, run-down hostel in the Foreign Quarter. There, he looked back and saw no one following him. Then he opened the door to go inside.
Ximo was formulating a theory as to what was going on here. He stood at the edge of his webs to see if he could make out any evidence that those brigands had ever really been there. Then he walked over to where the first band had been defeated and began examining the first body he could get to for evidence. Once he was done with that he headed back into the Bailey to investigate the petrified victims of the dracolisk.