Tikrok sprints to the wall hoping to cut off line of sight for the guards patrolling. Once there he casts a spell and a thick mist billows out from his position.
Camlo will quickly drag the guard into the nearest stall, and close the door as he moves back to where he was before.
Ivori barrels toward the gate, hopefully giving the tower a wide enough berth...
The disgraced signifier slides away from the door, floating scant inches from the ground, and turns to face the guard nearest the gate. With a momentary concentration, she casts a spell on the hellknight.
"Ach, what now!" Dravite storms from the stables, moving away from everyone else. "Well, come on then, come an' 'ave a go, if ya think yer hard enough!"
The guard on the tower immediately freezes in place. meanwhile, one jumpds down from the wall and draws his sword. Thw other mpoves from the wall to the other tower and hurls a javelin at Dravite.
"Get me a horse! I'll open the gate."
The Javlin bounces off Dravite's armour uselessly. "Is tha' all yea've got!?"
Illes and Elisile move cautiously from the tunnel to stand by Sefayll.
Hearing Alwayn's cry Camlo will attempt to bring out one of the horses that's been saddled. .
Dravite, seeing Alwayn compleatly ignore his ploy to draw out the guards, stops and shoots.
Dravite's arrows do not stop the hellknight.
Illes and Elisile move cautiously from the tunnel to stand by Sefayll.
To the other spellcasters, she says, ”If you have a way to disable them without killing them, use it. They will not stop pursuing us if we leave any dead. They will forgive embarrassment eventually. Come with me.”
She moves toward the gate before focusing and casting another spell.
The cheeta bolts from the wall to the middle of the court yard. It starts meowing and gesticulating as a giant wall of brambles shoots up from the ground to cover the open space.
In his enthusiasm to knock down the tower, Asher doesn't think about what the consequences might be. With a groan the tower collapses and falls away from the direction of the blast from his ring, sending rubble and wood fragments flying and filling the air with dust. When he is done, he realises he has dropped the tower on the stables and quite prossibly killed half of the horses in there. Those that are left are screaming in terror and Dravite howls, "Ye fookin' loonie! What about Crag?!" Camlo's horse rears.
Meanwhile, Tikrok summons a barrier of thorns to block the entrance from the rest of the bailey.
One hand shading his visor from flying debris, Ivori continues his run for the gate, dodging around horse and ally, sliding to a clumsy halt at the gate.
”Move him!”
The guard at the top of the tower tips a large pail of rocks on to Ivori.
Meanwhile, other hellknights gather at the far side of of Tikrok's thorny barrier.
Alwyn shoves the crossbar aside. Illes and Elisile move up to the stables. Dravite runs back inise the stables. "Crag! Crag! Are ye alright?"
"Heehaw! Heehaw!"
A stream if very ungentlemanly Varisian issues from under Ivori's visor, drowned out by the ringing impact of rock on metal. But the retired Pathfinder pushes through, finally getting his hands on the gate.
Sefayll moves toward the remaining threat on the wall.
Sefayll moves toward the remaining threat on the wall.
Between them, Ivori and Alwyn wrestle the gates open.
Seeing the hellknights being held at bay with the thorn wall, Tikrok heads to the stables and changes back to human form. "The gate is open, we need to get these animals moving. My wall will not hold them long." He begins to try to calm the animals so they will cooperate.
Asher sprints to the stables.
Camlo pushes past both Alwyn and Ivori as he leads his horse to freedom. Asher follows Dravite inside the stables where he finds the dwarf stroking the nods of his mule and getting ready to lead her out too.
Meanwhile, up on the tower, the last hellknight guard throws a javelin at Sefayll.
The other guards shout, "To the walls!" and begin to scramble on to the cookhouse roof so they can get round the conjured bramble barrier. More come running along the wall from other parts of the fort.
"Give it up, devil-worshippers," Alwayn grumbles, shaking his head in disgust. "Don't make me hurt you."
Alwyn engulfs the top of the smokehouse in more conjured thorns, cutting off the hellknights approach along the wall.
Illes and Elisile duck into the stables to grab their horses. They meet dravite coming the other way, pulling Crag along with one hand and a horse along with another.
Sefayll holds her arms out wide in a gesture of peace and says, "We wish you no harm. Drop your weapons to the courtyard and let us pass."
Irresistible Demand (Sp): At 8th level, you can force others to do your bidding. As a standard action, you attempt to dominate a creature as though using the dominate monster spell, except that the creature must have a number of Hit Dice equal to or less than your wizard level . The targeted creature receives a Will saving throw each round to negate the effect. The DC is equal to 10 + 1/2 your wizard level + your Intelligence modifier . You can dominate creatures for a number of rounds per day equal to your wizard level. These rounds do not need to be consecutive. You must concentrate as a standard action to maintain control over a dominated creature.
Mindful of rocks and javelins from the walls, Ivori moves away from the battlements a bit and stays on his toes, ready to dodge at a moment's notice, ready to hold the gate until his new friends have passed.
Asher mounts up and rides out, slightly unsteadily, towards the gate.
Seeing that he doesn't need to return for morte horses, Camlo will move off down the path with the others.
Tikrok comes back out the stables and looks for any guards getting past the barrier. Not seeing any he changes shape once more into the dual horned rhinoceros.
With the way blocked, those of the guards that can turn and run for the other gate. More hellknights come round the corner of the fort wall, looking to cut off the escapees.
"MOVE! Are any horses left in the stable? Those without a horse, converge on me!"