Rolling her shoulders after the assault from the Chimera, Blink attempted once more to scout out the fortifications. Those Guard Towers needed to fall before they moved onto the city problem, or they'd get ground to meat between the walls and the attackers from those Towers.
if I keep doing this.
Rolling her shoulders after the assault from the Chimera, Blink attempted once more to scout out the fortifications. Those Guard Towers needed to fall before they moved onto the city problem, or they'd get ground to meat between the walls and the attackers from those Towers.
Blink slips into one tower and finds a single occupant, a demon not much taller than she is. It has the rough shape of a person, cloaked in tattered, singed robes that gaped open to show blue-gray skin marked with coiling stripes. Its eyes flowed and it breathed out noxious smoke. In its hand, the demon held a flaming sword.
No more did she see it than the demon marked her and rushed ahead with a roar. But Blink was faster, teleporting away like the wind.
"Huh," Blink mused, heading back to the others. "It seemed like the tower had a single demon inside it. Not sure if they've pulled back the rest for our attack, or if it was just that tower..."
Galin frowns, Did you get enough of a good look to describe it? Knowing what it is would be helpful.
"Let's see..." Blink consider for a moment. "Tattered and singed robes, blue-grey skin with coiling stripes, weird eyes and it breathed out nasy looking fumes. Held a fiery sword."
Galin shakes his head, That means nothing to me, does it ring a bell for anyone else?
Theran shakes his head.
And, aid anothers from the familiar
Yridhrennor gulps and frantically starts leafing through books. Falfaerel, hold these, please. He idly hands the raven loose scrolls and papers, which the bird begrudgingly calsps in his beak and talons.
Fool of an elf! If you give me any more.... i'll He thumps to the floor in a heap of loose papers. The bird sighs and begins reading the assembled pages even as more fall on his head.
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Yridhrennor gulps and frantically starts leafing through books. Falfaerel, hold these, please. He idly hands the raven loose scrolls and papers, which the bird begrudgingly calsps in his beak and talons.
Fool of an elf! If you give me any more.... i'll He thumps to the floor in a heap of loose papers. The bird sighs and begins reading the assembled pages even as more fall on his head.
Yridhrennor believes that Blink found a brimorak. They're much more closely associated with fire than most demons. He knows that cutting or piercing them is a dangerous proposition, as their blood literally burns on air. They also have various abilities related to flame, including the power to cast fireblals, turn armor red hot, and ignite any weapon they hold. They can be greatly harmed by cold.
Um.. that is.. he peers down at his notes.. Yes, a Brimorak.. it's a fire-demon. Or, a demon associated with fire. Curious, that's more a trait associated with devils... I wonder if...
Get to the point, elf! Falfaerel pecks him on the head.
What? oh.. right.. sorry. Um.. Any attack that exposes its blood bursts into flame when it contacts the air. They can summon balls of fire, heat armor, and ignite any weapon they hold. Predictably, cold harms them a great deal.
"I can ward us against fire. Take away it's strongest weapon, then we go in to destroy it." he says with a focus on it.
Blink nodded. "If it's a one trick pony, let's take that trick away. Then teach it a new trick - play dead forever." Well, it had been moving to cut her up when she'd fled...plus she had Snowball as a reserve.
Falfaerel guffaws. That would be an amazing trick!
Yridhrennor sighs. Was there any way to avoid the demon?
Falfaerel guffaws. That would be an amazing trick!
Yridhrennor sighs. Was there any way to avoid the demon?
Falfaerel takes wing and flies, exploring the world about the tower.
Falfaerel takes wing and flies, exploring the world about the tower.
Falfaerel returns with a good sense of the situation. From any of the towers, someone paying attention could see the towers to either side. Each looked to have occupants of some kind, though perhaps not many. He marked the demon that saw Blink, peering out of various arrow slits and windows still trying to find her. He was sure it would be hard to pass between, or perhaps even over, the towers without being seen from at least one. The builders of Drezen knew their business.
"Sounds like we need to take out enough towers to sneak the army through, and we need to do it fast enough that they can't send a warning for help." Blink considered. "Unless we don't especially care about them knowing we're coming, then we can just blow them up or something."
"Sounds like we need to take out enough towers to sneak the army through, and we need to do it fast enough that they can't send a warning for help." Blink considered. "Unless we don't especially care about them knowing we're coming, then we can just blow them up or something."
The Crusaders set out between the watchtowers, taking the safest and quietest route. None marked Blink in the lead, but Theran and Steave ran afoul of loose stones and drew down a brief, intense battle with a trio of brimoraks who were easily dispatched courtesy of their fire wardings.
Soon they came before the heavy walls of Drezen itself, stained by fire and other things these many years but still standing tall. The gatehouse loomed first, a square box enclosing iron portals that hung open and bristling with arrow slits. As they approached the the portcullis and looked into the ramp beyond, strewn here and there with rubble, the Worldwound pressed silently on all sides. Arrow-straight, smooth stone couldn't make them forget the mad sky above or the light that bent shadows in odd ways. It seemed that, aside for the watchtowers, the demons had abandoned the outer works.
Saluting the others, Blink did what Blink did best - snuck onto the outer works to check for traps and amushes using her ability to teleport. Or tried to. There was a possibility the place had been warded against such skills and abilities, and she might need to climb instead. It was certainly a precaution she would take, if she was building a fortress.
Saluting the others, Blink did what Blink did best - snuck onto the outer works to check for traps and amushes using her ability to teleport. Or tried to. There was a possibility the place had been warded against such skills and abilities, and she might need to climb instead. It was certainly a precaution she would take, if she was building a fortress.
[dice=Stealth]1d20+19
[dice=Perception]1d20+10
Falfaerel.. take wing. The raven nods and gtakes to the air to canvass the area.
Falfaerel.. take wing. The raven nods and gtakes to the air to canvass the area.
:)
Before Blink gets too far ahead, Yridhrennor sends his raven aloft to search the area. He comes back with the news that battlements high on the walls and atop Drezen's highest tower might allow admittance to a flying creature, but all were some ways up and stocked with siege engines. Ahead, the ramp led upwards to give every advantage to the defender. Eight unlovely statues of winged, horned demons crouched on platforms looming above. Beyond them stood a kind of atrium where heavy gates hung ajar.
Before Blink gets too far ahead, Yridhrennor sends his raven aloft to search the area. He comes back with the news that battlements high on the walls and atop Drezen's highest tower might allow admittance to a flying creature, but all were some ways up and stocked with siege engines. Ahead, the ramp led upwards to give every advantage to the defender. Eight unlovely statues of winged, horned demons crouched on platforms looming above. Beyond them stood a kind of atrium where heavy gates hung ajar.