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The trio that was assaulting Lily refocused as when Lammy jumped into the fray. Deciding that a lightly armored druid was a better target than the Paladin, they dedicated their efforts to killing him. The footman launched into a flurry of slashes and chops while the Spearman crawled back up to his feet, giving Lammy a hate filled glare with his remaining eye. As the footman kept Lammy's attention with his onslaught, the spearman strafed left and lunged at Lammy, the long sharp tip of his spear sliced into the Druid's leg. Lily tried to protect Lammy but the Captain intercepted her and stopped her from getting closer. He slammed he with his shield before bringing down his sword overhead. Lily just had enough time to block the high blow before he followed up with a boot to the stomach. As the other footman saw his comrade struck down with the firebolt he chose to join the others. He ran towards Lily and Lammy, taking a grazing cut from Nyshara as he disengaged. As he ran back towards his allies he saw the Captain attacking Lily, the footman's training kicked in and as he ran by he sliced low with his broadsword to the back of Lily's armored thigh. The archers couldn't help take a shot at what seemed to be Markul running out in the open. The fired again and again but despite a few solid shots they never seemed to connect. The continued their assault, leaving their former targets unmolested. This brief opening gave Korick enough time to climb back on his boulder and loose an arrow into one of their sternums. The archer died with a gurgling breath as his partner started to consider fleeing.
Though burned and having already lost one they were too disciplined to forget their training. They regrouped and then split off into two groups, charging up the hillock to engage in melee. One footman and spearmen charged Vis by the cart. The footman took the league, eager to avenge his comrade, he kept his shield in front of him and slammed Vis with the heavy oaken bulwark. While the footman knocked him off balance, the spearman lined his weapon up to stab into Vis's side, but lost his chance when a pair of magic missiles slammed into him. The captain and the other footman charged up the hill at Lily, the footman lagging slightly due to his burns, behind them the spearman. The captain lead the attack, shouting, "Dogh whelp, batlh DaHutlh'a'! Hegh rur Hoch!" As he brought his broad sword town in brutal chop. Meanwhile the other footman prepared to cover him while the spearman waited for an opening to lung forward. The archers used the distraction caused by the charge to move up into a better position. Then began focusing their attacks on Eranah as well as Markul.
The hobgoblins moved carefully towards the camp, coordinating between crossbow volleys from the archers which forced Korick and Lily to duck while the footmen and spearmen dashed from boulder to boulder to stay in cover. When they were less than forty feet away the captain gave an order, he and the footmen retrieved one of the three heavy javelins tipped with heavy iron spikes they each carried on their backs. They each sighted a target before the captain yelled, "Stuhl Ahglet!" The four hobgoblins threw their javelins in unison, joined by bolts from the archers. Korick was forced to roll off his boulder and land on Beth to avoid getting skewered a javelin and bolt. The rest of the projectiles began raining down on those who were in the open.
If you have any questions about the hobgoblins feel free to ask them here so I can clarify it for everyone.
" It's too late now, we fight here, glad I picked a defensible spot to camp." Korick muttered as he scrambled across the top of the wagon to the top of a pair of large boulders that were nine feet high, on top of the height of the hillock where he had put the campfire. "Alden, there's a thicket to the north east, you should have passed it earlier, take Gwen there and wait for me." The farmer didn't need to be told twice, he grabbed his daughter by the arm and took her up the shore. Meanwhile Korick told Beth to stay behind the rock in cover, and wait for the Hobgoblins to get close. "If it makes you feel better I agree with you two," He said to Vis and Markel, as a bolt hit the boulder he was perched on, " But I think you'll have harder time making them feel that way." He nocked an arrow in his bow and took aim, spying two hobgoblins with crossbows in their hands and long swords at their sides, wearing simple scale armor. He took his first shot that passed between the two, but atleast made them run for some cover. "This looks like an Ironskull scouting party, maybe eight in total. Those two archers in the lead, they'll be followed by a four of footmen with sword and board, and another two spearmen. And if our luck is shite, a cleric. Stick together, they're trained to fight in pairs and won't hesitate to gang up on one person." He yelled. He could already see the footmen coming over the rise to the south east, they had heavy wooden shields, curved broadswords, and were equiped with helmets as well as scale armor. One wearing a much finer set of mail took a second at the crest to survey the parties defenses and bark orders in Goblin before charging towards them with the others.
Hobgoblins
Looking down from the sky Lammy could see a small band of hobgoblins that was scouting the area less than two miles away from were the others had camped. They were quickly making their way towards the fire, but hadn't seen it just yet. It would only be a matter of time before they spotted the Lammy's fellows and attacked.
Korick
"I do like to be prepared, and I find even the largest monster's can be brought down with one of these. I will steer the wagon, we'll get there just after nightfall before the really nasty monsters wake up." Korick announced as he took a look at the wagon. It was a basic shape the kind of wagon favored by the towns around High Star Lake. It had a hull shaped like half of a pill, round at the bottom and round at both ends with a long straight body. The shape was used because needed, the wheels could be removed and wagon converted to a row boat for fishing and taking supplies across the lake. It was pulled by two ox's and behind them a sat the driver and a passenger on a bench. Aden nodded without saying much more and started to retrieve the ox's from the shore and lash back in.
Gwendolyn
When her father told her some of his friends needed a delivery, Gwendolyn imagined men from the town, maybe a bit better armed. She didn't they woudld be a half-orc, angle-woman, golem, halfling, and a half-elf. The closet people to human were the lady-knight, and the one with glowing runes orbiting her head. And Lily was still covered in Larris's blood. She had never of what most of them were and the others she thought had only been myths until now. Finally she summoned her courage to to ask, "Hi, I'm Gwendolyn," She said quickly and shyly, as if making noise might anger on of them, "What are you?" she asked aloud to all of them As soon as the words left her mouth she realized how rude they sounded, her eyes went wide and she looked down at the ground hoping that if she didn't offend anyone.
I think she means like a sorcerer, Duskblade's have spell slots like sorceres so they are limited in how many spells a day they can cast but unlike a wizard it can be any spell from her spell list.
Korick grabbed the letter and checked the back of the it. Clears as day there were several markings on the back, they seemed to be Spelloyal's signature in thieve's cant before stashing it away in his pack. "Well we shouldn't be waiting much longer," Korick proclaimed as he climb on a boulder to get a better view, "Alden's here." He pointed down the shore to their east at the wagon and cart that were rolling along to the camp. Steering them were a pair of humans, one an older man in his fifties, with greying brown hair and a short dark beard driving the wagon. Steering the horse drawn cart was a younger girl who was seemed to about twelve, she was skinny, with dark brown hair that was drawn back into a pony tail. As he drew close, the man threw up his arm and hollered, "Hello there Korick!" "Hello there Alden!" Korick called back, "Good to see you and your daughter, please come by the fire!" The two came to stop their vehicles fifteen feet away from the fire and disembarked. Alden and his daugther let loose their draft animals, the two docile oxen and the chestnut clydesdale immediately walked down to the water's edge to drink. "Well Korick, there's everything you asked for, two barrels of salted-fish, a keg of a Loudwater ale, four tents, a bag of sugar, a bag of coffee, five bags of nails, five lengths of chain, ten bags of spice, ten bolts of fine wool cloth, tools, -" "Don't need the whole list Alden, just tell me how you did with some of the harder stuff," Korick interject before he spent twenty minutes listening to a whole slew of mundane items. "Aye, well some of it wasn't easy but once folk understood the situation they wanted to help. I got here twenty flask of holy water from the church of Lathander, Dorn the smith made you ten silver daggers, and two scores of silvered arrows, I got ten blessed bandages, eight flasks of 'stabilized' alchemist fire, fifteen sunrods, the scorpion, crossbows, silvered bolts, and a bag of powdered silver from Keren the alchemist. The church also donated some scrolls as did that mage friend, said they'd do you well." Korick took a second to crawl on the look at the goods, " You've done well Alden, I trust the harpers took care of the payments?" He asked the farmer. "Yes they did, but honestly I'll be more than happy just to know there won't be demons flooding out the Moor's soon." Aden replied. "They're devil's Alden," "Is there a difference?" "Demons are crazy evil bastards, and devils are tricky evil bastards, first you kill with cold iron and the second with alchemist's silver." While her father and the halfling talked, Alden's daughter Gwendolyn found a seat by the fire and started warming herself by the fire while taking a few furtive glances at the odd group gathered around the fire.
"I sent as many as were necessary Ms. Beckett," Korick replied before he turned his attention to newcomer, " Welcome, and glad to have you, who sent you?" The halfling asked before lifting his hand high to shake Nyshara's. " I just ask my friend for one of his carts, it's easy enough to foul up an axle, but I doubt it will be necessary Batche, we just need to explain our arrival, enough so that the Cultist's don't run before we can pick up the trail." He told them.
Alright so BingTheWing will likly be joining us along with Lizmichi, who is a friend from another site.
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