Geist attempts to finish-off the sorcerer.
Meanwhile, Crummock, concerned by what the guy smacking the door is doing, hustles forward.
Geist rips into the sorcerer leaving him unconscious and bleeding. His limp body falls onto the ground, and his neck breaks with an audible snap.
The barbarian's warhammer fall out of his hand as it suddenly turns slippery. He curses fervently in triaxian,"Majka koja je imala sina čekića. Nikad ne radi kad to želiš."
mother fking son of a b*tch of hammer. never working when you want it to.
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Surprised, Mr. Whiskers says something in an unfamiliar language.
Hirah flies on top of the blockhouse then summons two Aerial tigers to deal with the barbarian at the door, which they promptly do, ripping him to bits, then summons one more Aerial tiger to give Einar a flank buddy, and manages to scratch his barbarian in the process.
The remaining barbarian attempts to attack Einar, stabbing him once in the shoulder.
Greta goes Om nom nom on the flanked barbarian, and pulls him to the ground.
"Bleh he hasn't taken a bath for days! Pui!" Greta immediately spits the piece of his leg she bit out.
Geist adjusts his position, and attempts to rip into the remaining barbarian.
Meanwhile, Crummock wanders over, and stabs him.
Geist manages to bite the barbarian and claw him, while Einar crushes his skull like an overipe melon, splattering brain matter all over the floor.
Combat over, Crummock taps Einar with the healing wand a few times...
...before moving on to search the bodies.
The barbarians have each an elixir of dragon breath(green dragon), war paint of terrible vissage, a +1 full plate, +1 heavy steel shield, javelins (3) and 42 gp each. One barbarian has a +1 bastard sword, while the other has a MW bastard sword and an adamantine warhammer.
The sorcerer has a necklace of fireball(type II), a potion of cure serious wounds, a scroll of dimension door, a scroll of whispering wind and a heavy pace, mw light crossbow with 20 bolts, amulet of natural armor +1, Cloak of resistance +2, ring of protection +1.
More of the Dragonriders ferry in Triaxian rangers who help the party mop up the rest a new wave of Drakeland Legions who are trying to get into the blockhouse. The Dragon Riders in the air are accompanied by airwalking ice-seers, who use invisibility purge to reveal the invisible Frost Drakes and flying Drakeland Sorcerers trying to slip Drakeland Barbarians over the walls. The Dragon Riders make short work of the Frost Drakes to put an end to this airdrop.
”Well done!” Commander Pharamol’s mind voice is filled with pride. ”I think we’ve managed to beat them off, no small thanks to your help. Report to me in the Lord’s tower so that we may plan our next move.” He then give telepathic instructions on how to get to the Lord’s tower.
The party makes their way to the Lord’s tower, then suddenly they hear the sound of stone crashing against the roof. Very heavy pieces of stone really. The party is very sure that no siege engine could do that, and catch a glimpse of two eight legged black dragons as well as a blue dragon.
Mr Whiskers recognizes the eight-legged black dragon as a dracolisk, a half dragon, half basilisk hybrid. It's gaze can turn people to stone, and it is immune to acid.
MR Whiskers recognizes that it is a blue dragonkin and it is immune to acid and has an acid breath weapon of a 60 ft line.
The dracolisks are flying 25 feet in the air, while the Dragonkin is 60 feet in the air.
The party are currently in a tower with the door closed. Once the door is opened and anyone steps out - it's dracolisk fort save time.
Crummock nods in approval at the tidy little haul.
"Aye, there certainly be plenty o' opportunities to profit in war! I wonder where they will be sendin' us next?"
With a sigh of annoyance, Crummock opens the door, and tosses a fireball at the back black lizard, and the blue one.
He then urges Geist to attack!
Both of them manage to dodge the worst of the fireball, though they still get singed.
"Yeah urm Mr Whiskers...things that can turn others into stone? There's probably a whole garden of stone statues down there, and I don't want to become one of them." Greta shifts uneasily as she paws the tower floor.
Nodding, Mr. Whiskers agrees "Best to stay at a distance."
Looking towards Crummock, he adds "Would be even better if a tiger weren't in the middle of the area since most of my spells are area effects!"
Mr. Whiskers casts confusion on the dracolisk, adding a point to improve the odds.
"Let's hope that works, and if it does you will want Geist to withdraw!"
Mr. Whiskers is careful to not look directly at the creature.
Hirah summons a Bralani Azata outside the door. It fires a lightning bolt at the creature Geist bit, and through the other drake as well.
The second dracolisk dodges the worst of the lightning bolt.
The dragonkin breathes a line of acid at Geist, which burns him.
"Einar, are you going to use bow like a sensible person?" Please say yes! please say yes! You can't fly and we can't fix you if you turn to stone!
Einar's javelin bounces off the dracolisk's stony exterior
The confused dracolisk charges at an equally confounded and caught by surprised dragonkin, that growls at it."Stara á þá, ekki þú hálfviti!"
Stare at them, not me, you idiot!
The other dracolisk glares balefully at Geist, but he does not turn to stone.
It then tries to move away from Geist.
Crummock dumps a Fireball on the injured Dracolisk and the drake...
...whilst Geist then pounces on the same dracolisk!
Both the dragonkin and the dracolisk catch the fireball in the face.
Geist slays the dracolisk by disembowelling it with his hind paws.
Hirah's bralani azlata flies up and releases a lightning bolt, through both dragon kin and dracolisk
The dragonkin manages to get partially out of the way, the dracolisk does not, and falls to the ground, and its skull cracks open on impact.
The remaining dragonkin seeing the dracolisks slain, wings away at top speed out of sight, leaving behind a garden of stone statues of Triaxians. With a little experimenting, Mr Whiskers finds out that smearing the fresh blood of a Dracolisk on the stone statues of Triaxians restores them to their fleshy selves. They send a runner to tell Commander Pharamol they will be late.
They show up in the commandees office, to see a rather worse-for-wear triaxian in a silver cloak with gold borders and the silhouette of a dragon rider in red on it pouring over a map of Spurhorn. His silver breastplate looks dented, and he smells of smoke. A gold dragon sits on her haunches in the same room, with claw marks and bite marks over her. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Commander Pharamol," He holds out his hand for the party to shake. "My apologise for the...conditions here," he gestures around. "I wanted to thank you in person and re-". His words are cut short by a beeping sound as well as a red light blinking on the map. "Oh sh*t! We're under attack again! East Quarter! Come on, I'll get on Armeth and we'll muster over there. " He closes his eyes as if in thought then jumps into the saddle and heads towards the East Quarter with the party in tow. Along the way, several dragon risers join him.
A lethal dance of wing and claw plays out in the skies above Spurhorn. Drakes and dragonkin slash and tear at each other’s wings to knock their foes from the skies. Mortally wounded dragons fall to their deaths, their shattered bodies lying broken and bleeding upon Spurhorn’s battlements.
A severely wounded silver Dragon Legion dragonkin, lacking both rider and saddle, struggles valiantly to fight off a group of Drakelands dragonkin. A gold enemy dragonkin blasts Shatha with its fiery breath weapon, while a blue one barrels into him, driving him to the ground in Spurhorn’s northwest courtyard and knocking him unconscious. The blue Drakelands dragonkin is poised to kill the courageous Dragon Legionary with a coup de grace attack
On seeing this, Commander Pharamol yells to the party, "Help Shatha! We'll keep the rest of the Drakeland Legions off you!" He immediately unleashes a rain of arrows on the incoming dragonkin, while the 6 dragon riders with him charge at the opposing dragonkin up in the sky with their lances.
Crummock heals Geist, and gives him an affectionate scratch behind the ears.
Crummock sighs.
"This be draggin' on! How many o' them be left!"
Nevertheless, he casts Divine Favor and Grace on Geist, and directs him to attack the Blue one.
Hirah acts with supernatural speed.She then begins to summon aerial tigers.
One of the tigers gets cut by the blue dragon's riposte with its glaive while charging in. The tiger then grabs it fast.
The other two tigers follows suit.
Geist pounces on the grappled bluedragon kin and shreds it.
Mr. Whiskers flies towards the downed dragon, casting Glitterdust at the one to the south as he goes.
The southern dragon is blinded! As well as glittery."Færa 60 fet og þá anda anda vopn þinn út. Ekki högg mig í ferlinu." The gold dragon commands.
Move 60 ft foward and then breathe your breath weapon out. Don't hit me in the process.
The gold dragon then flames the tigers with its breath weapon.
Two of the tigers are taken out by their breath weapons. Then Geist pounces on the gold dragon, injuring it severely and grabbing it.
Mr. Whiskers flies to Shantha and prepares to feed her a healing potion.
Hirah orders the remaining tiger to pounce on the gold dragonkin, killing it.
The silver dragonkin is not blind at the end of round.