Drakon accepted the apple and bit into, shocked at how good it tasted. Nothing like a fresh, crisp apple to rejuvenate one in the middle of a battle.
Drakon was just about to say something to the mayor when there was a loud crash at the gate and a flaming armadillan burst through, rolling towards the defenders trenches, arrows smashed into it and forced the rolling creature to turn towards Drakon as he stepped away from the wall of the house.
Luckily, the creature veered at the last second and smashed into the wall, falling backwards, quite dead.
The rest of the gate gave way as more armadillans burst through, scaled ones charging in behind them. The crossbow dwarves unleashed a full volley, stalling the attackers, but they continued to charge....
Description of area.
Street with dug in trenches and barricades stretching from one house to another. You could either stand behind the barricade and fight from there, or maybe go up into one of the houses and shoot from a window or roof where there are some crossbow dwarves.
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Seeing the King up to his beard in nasty things, Moira and Lunastra charged into the fray to the King’s aid.
The sturdy dwarf was fending off attacks from 8 arms from the two monstrosities before him just as Moira barrelled into one, causing a gash on its side. The creature turned and swung at the barbarian who managed to parry one blow and took a second hit to the chest.
Lunastra hit the same one, allowing the king to focus on the second creature. Lunastra’s glaive was parried as the creature hissed at her.
There was a crunching sound as the King cut off one of the creature’s arms and he took a smack to the head in response.
Moira cut into the creature again as it lashed out at both the warriors. Lunastra took a heavy cut through her armor and repaid the thing by lodging it’s glaive in its stomach.
With a crack of lighting and a spinning upper slash the King laid the creature he was fighting low and Moira and Lunastra coordinated their attacks and cut the remaining beast down.
The King turned to the two warriors. “Thank ye for yer help! Now we nee…..”
A massive rumbling shook the earth around them and the heaving earth through them from their feet. The ground nearby burst open and a massive serpentine scaled form tore from the ground and then dove back into the earth, heading towards the city.
The King stared for a moment as he climbed to his feet….
“Not sure what to do about that….”
You two are on hold, stay tuned! On second thought. If you want to keep fighting, you are welcome to.
Qyro’s arrow flew true and smashed into the creature’s eye and it let out another mind wrenching scream, driving everyone from their feet and forcing them to cover their ears. The wormlike creature shot a lance of dark energy out that tore one of the kneeling dwarves nearly in half and his corpse fell to the ground.
The Jester, having regained his feet, let fly a dagger that tore clear through the creatures magic eye and through the back of its skull, disintegrating before it could hit the wall behind it…
One last shriek drove the Jester from his feet and a magical tingle filled the room. Suddenly the wall in the rear of the room vanished and revealed a massive cavern. The entire floor was covered in moving pods of various sizes.
There was a very dark presence that filled the room, and its physical form revealed itself….
It looked like a gargantuan version of the creatures they had just fought. It’s serpentine body stretching for hundreds of feet. It stared down at the party with a hateful glare of it’s one magical eye. The presence overwhelmed the party and they began to writhe on the ground in agony, trying to get the worm thing out of their heads.
Fools…. What did you expect to accomplish here? The voice smashed into their minds. Low and feminine in nature.
One of the dwarves contorted weirdly and there was a loud pop as his neck snapped.
I am the end of this land. You are nothing but food for my children. The Dark One’s of Warden have gifted me their powers. You have killed my daughters, now you must pay.
Again the party was assaulted by the thing’s power, but Qyro and the Jester managed to partially resist, becoming aware that a very bloody Drevin was trying to crawl towards them, a strange glowing green ball in his hands.
With what seemed like the last of his strength, the dwarf scout leader rolled the ball to the pair and it came to a stop in between them. The ball seemed organic in nature, green pulsing light radiated from within it and a single corklike stopper was sticking out of the top of it.
“It’s a b…..” But the scout leader was no more, the very fact that he had crawled this far while covered in so many wounds was a miracle in itself.
I shall enjoy watching you squirm, weaklings. My newest hatchlings will feast on your living flesh.
The pods around them began to move…