After breaking from his reverie, Akela calls upon the natural forces once more, tapping into the ley lines to increase his power.
From the slurry and muck of the ground, a vaugely humanoid form coalesces to strike at the red armoured being before it. The thick slurry threatens to harden and trap the knight were he stands.
Alaire lifts his blade into the air, his voice lifting in volume as he chants, 'Adest, grant this humble servant thy blade to strike down this abomination in thy name!"
A knight's blade, black as night and wreathed in a ghostly fog materializes into view beside Jager, slashing swiftly toward his exposed back.
Alaire takes a short movement back, bracing his shield and lowering his sword into an attack form, readying himself to charge next round.
Lindyn't tugs Sylvie's reins hastily, turning her around to watch the battle unfold. Vance's well timed spell gave the entire group an upper hand for the time being but soon the red knight will be back on his feet and that spells great danger for lithe little Nichelle. "Protect the girl! he calls back to his allies. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that the Jager aberration will work to recover his weapon upon recovery.
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Vance Funny thing about being alive. All kinds of little weaknesses. as he releases a spray of all color to Jaeger face disorienting him and disarming him for a moment.
Nichelle dives in with an amazing burst of speed surpassing even the Lindynt's charge to retrieve the weapon.
Lindynt's charge hit's Jaeger making him release an inhuman groan from such attack. as he looks at the rest of the fight unfold and notices Nichelle with Jaeger's weapon. Protect the girl!
Alaire Adest, grant this humble servant thy blade to strike down this abomination in thy name! as a knight's blade, black as night and wreathed in a ghostly fog materializes into view beside Jager, slashing swiftly toward his exposed back.
Akela chants in his nature voice taping the ground to summon a creature from slurry and muck of the ground, a vaugely humanoid form coalesces to strike at the red armoured being before it. The thick slurry threatens to harden and trap the knight were he stands. The elemental attacks but misses
JaegerYou fools!! As he begins to recover some sense I will show you my true powers then!
Vance sighs at the Red Knight's melodrama and fires another burst of sparking light.
HP: 24/24
AC: 12
Ongoing Effects:
Spells Memorized-
Color Spray x1, Magic Missile x2, Detect Magic, Create Pit
Lindynt
HP: 30/33
AC: 14 vs all but Jager and 17 vs Jager (Challenge)
CMD: 19
Saves: 5/2/2(+2 vs fear); (+1 vs Spells/SLA's)
Speed: 30ft
Status:
Abilities: Challenge [0/day]; Mounted Combat [Ride: +8]
Equipped: Lance
Conditions: Mounted
Sylvie
HP: 23/24
AC: 15
CMD: 16
Saves: 5/5/2
Speed: 50ft (35ft w/ Lindynt)
Status:
Conditions:
"Stand your ground and return him to the hells he was spawned. Whatever lingering feeling of camaraderie must continue to be ignored. This is just a mask provided by the same force we have sent away once before. We can do it again if we work together!" He presses his knees signaling his chocobo to move in for another attack and charges Jager again.
The invoked blade of Adest quickly recovers after the failed first attack, delivering a follow-up stab toward Jager's shoulder.
Alaire moves in swiftly, a gentle prayer softly spoken from his lips as he does, "To sleep. To dream. To seek the eternal rest." He extends his arm toward Jager, a ghostly fog circling his hand...
Akela turns his attention back to the courtyard, stepping forward to engage the soldier attacking Reinhloldt.
Meanwhile the mud elemental continues it's assault
Standing over the unconscious body, Lindynt presses the blade of his lance between the steel plates protecting Jager's collar and neck. "I'm sorry Alair but this must be done. Unless you feel you need to be the one..." he breaks off. His intentions need no voice.
The question does give Alaire a momentary pause before he firmly responds, "Do it. The effect will not last long and this is but a mere mockery of who he once was. I pray he moves on peacefully this time without the meddling of that demon. If this is a mistake, I will bear the burden and consequences of asking for this of thine."
Lindynt nods then thrusts the blade from the collar diagonally through Jager's chest and into his heart. At least where it had been when he was human.
As swiftly as the lance entered, the knight removes it. "We cannot linger. Reinholdt! How do you fare?" He runs down a ways to retrieve his sword, sheaths it and takes a look for himself at the onslaught inside the keep.
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Once Lindynt pulls his blade out of Jaeger something looks different about him, but you just cannot tell if it's just his skin tone or something else.
Battle is fierce and the problem is not knowing which is friend or foe, Akela is with Rainholdt as they attempt to bring down an officer and the kobold ally keep killing kobolds and soldiers alike.
He does not hear you over the fight as he is focused on it.
Vance spits and growls something unintelligible as the rest of the group finishes off the red knight. Moving to where he can get a clear shot he fires at one of the enemy soldiers on the other side of the gate.
"Damn." he mutters as his shot goes wide.
"Akela, get your new friend to rally his tribe and form up so we can tell which ones to kill and which ones to leave alone."
Lindynt climbs aboard his chocobo and moves towards the gate, readying a javelin as he goes. When He gets a clear shot he hurls it at the closest soldier he can spy.
Alaire closes his eyes, murmuring a soft prayer over Jager's body before placing a copper coin over each of his eyes and dropping a pinch of salt onto his body while inacting a spell to preserve his remains.
Upon completion of the spell he stands swiftly, taking a short step toward the remainder of the battle and pointing with his own blade toward the foe Reinholdt is currently engaged in, his face once more showing resolve as he speaks, "Go. There are many foes remaining."
In a swirl of fog the ghostly blade vanishes, reappearing suddenly beside the enemy attacking Reinholdt and attempting to cut him with an overhead slash.
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Courtyard Battle-Royal
Vance moves in and takes a shot that misses.Damn!Akela, get your new friend to rally his tribe and form up so we can tell which ones to kill and which ones to leave alone
Lindynt moves closer and throws a deadly accurate javeline that pierces a soldiers leg that is finished off by a kobold warrior.
Spiritual weapons begins to heck away at a soldier making deep cuts.
Kobold Chief and Reinholdt finally finishing off the officers.
Nichelle offers a weapon to Alaire.
Once the officers have fallen the guard morale begins to fade and the kobolds start to gain advantage on them, making a momentary path into the keep and it's a matter of time for the fight to subside, but the kobolds don't seem to have any intent to offer any quarters to the soldiers.
Vance reloads and fires again.
With a gesture over his shoulder, Akela directs the elemental back towards the battle. (R 16)
Moving next to the Beastman chief (R18), he speaks to him while swiping at a soldier with a casual backswing.
Please tell your tribe to identify themselves, for to know friend from foe.
Attack
Lindynt
HP: 30/33
AC: 16
CMD: 19
Saves: 5/2/2(+2 vs fear); (+1 vs Spells/SLA's)
Speed: 30ft
Status: Mounted
Abilities: Challenge [0/day]; Mounted Combat [Ride: +8]
Equipped: Bastard Sword
Conditions:
Sylvie
HP: 23/24
AC: 15
CMD: 16
Saves: 5/5/2
Speed: 50ft (35ft w/ Lindynt)
Status:
Conditions:
The knight smiles as he watches the kobolds push against their common foe. What strange circumstances this battle brings. Fighting Romadans along side the beasts we as a country wage war with. So long as they protect Reinholdt I will have no need to execute them. That is until after this business with the usurper is closed.
He closes his knees together to signal Sylvie into battle, guiding her effortlessly over the heaps of bodies littering the marble floors until she is in position to make an attack, drawing his sword in preparation. The chocobo takes a snap at one soldier who is already overwhelmed at most angles while Lindynt chops down one who is otherwise without attackers.
Alaire quickly surveys the battlefield, watching the foe before Reinholdt drop quickly to the combined assault. A swift gesture sends the ghostly blade to attack Reinholdt's new target as he takes another step back toward the main fighting.
Once more the blade vanishes in a swirl of fog, reappearing beside Reinholdt and stabbing toward another traitorous soldier.
Leaving the blade to wreak havoc upon their foes, he once upon calls upon Adest showering his allies in a purifying light as he chants softly, "Light shine strong, our wounds begone".
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Courtyard Battleroyal part 2
Vance fires and wounds another soldier making it easier for the kobold to fight.
Akela devastating blow hits the soldier right in the chest almost knocking him out.
Lindynt and Silvie continue to butcher soldiers like a slaughterhouse
While Alaire was to focused on healing his companions that his weapon created of magical energies misses it's attack.
There are noises coming out from the castle as you can hear cavalry coming towards the back gate, and they seem to be more soldiers.
Soldiers notice the reinforcement and begin to plea for mercy as they are cut down by kobolds or begin to flee.
Lindynt
HP: 30/33
AC: 16
CMD: 19
Saves: 5/2/2(+2 vs fear); (+1 vs Spells/SLA's)
Speed: 30ft
Status: Mounted
Abilities: Challenge [0/day]; Mounted Combat [Ride: +8]
Equipped: Bastard Sword
Conditions:
Sylvie
HP: 23/24
AC: 15
CMD: 16
Saves: 5/5/2
Speed: 50ft (35ft w/ Lindynt)
Status:
Conditions:
Pressing on against the quickly depleting enemy, the silver clad knight directs his bird naturally with his legs while delivering blow after blow with his sword.
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The enemy soldiers are all slain or fled beyond sight. The kobolds lick their wounds and surround their leader as a small reinforcement of soldiers dismount their chocobos and approach the group
Master Reinholdt! Yells one of the soldiers I've come with I could muster as he then finally notices the two big guards in crimson armor on the floor, the soldiers run towards them and surround them speaking words of lament and remembrance lost in their moment.
Lindynt lingers upon his chocobo as she makes a few squat motions and flutters her wings to sprinkle a oily substance in the air, covering herself and Lindynt. Quickly the balm solidifies and disappears, their wounds with it.
The knight dismounts and begins towards the reinforcements, offhandedly putting to rest a gargling soldier stirring on the floor in the visceral remains of a large scale battle. "May you find some rest knowing that they died protecting their lands and their master from harm; with their swords in hand. We have slain the foot soldiers and what appears to be the general but we have yet to find the lord one to have set this in motion. A man called the Crimson Blade. Perhaps you know of him?"
Akela picks his way through the slurry left by the departed elemental, to retrieve the glaive left in the mud. Planting the weapon upright before Lindynt, he examines the blade.
The summoned knight's blade vanishes in a swirl of fog as Alaire tromps across the battlefield to Lindynt's side. His voice is respectful but tinged with a sense of urgency as he addresses him and the knights, "Get thy answers quickly if thou can. Jager's presence here indicates something more foul at work, more than likely the summoned being we encountered at the town. I suggest we seek our answers inside and quickly if possible."
"If this is true I would see him skewered on the weapon he equipped the corpse of our departed companion with," Lindynt says with fierce defiance as he removes his helmet. He could not feel at least partly responsible for what had happened to Jager. Denying him a proper burial seemed a forgivable misdeed at the moment but a cursory glance of the scene before him was more than enough to shake the thought. One of the crimson armored knights before him had paid for the shortsightedness of the party's actions.
"Alair, how long would it take for you to give these men the same treatment you served Jager? We cannot afford to give the demon more bodies to reanimate carrying his will. The rest of us can resupply, the coming battle may call for more than we are currently equipped with." He calls Sylvie to his side and whistles a command which sends her bounding off in search of meaningful supplies.
"If thou mean the spell I blessed his body with, I am granted one each day by my Lord. I could potentially prepare one extra. It would take time I fear we are not graced with. I will do what I can in any case, once we are certain this keep secured and not festering with either the fiend or more of his ilk." Alaire shakes his head sadly as he speaks, occasionally glancing toward the Keep with concern. He matches steps with Lindynt, watching the chocobo take off running at his command. He searches the grounds a few moments for Nichelle, beckoning her over once he catches sight of her.
"Having Nichelle scout ahead might might be of some aid, though I would prefer not too far. Having one of us get caught alone would be a death sentence, but having foresight of what is to come could give us an advantage. Thy thoughts, Sir Auroral? And thou, Nichelle?"
"Apologies, my lord. I am but a knight, not a noble. The power behind my name no longer carries the value that yours or Vance's does. I would not like to see you deceived through calling me by unsanctioned or undeserved titles," Lindynt laments as he picks through the remains of the battle.
"Unfortunate news. This keep feels heavily weighted by the influence of something vile. We can only hope that our foe is incapable of performing the same deed on these soldiers in the time it takes for us to find him." The scarlet cloaked knight stops in the midst of his search to brush his sweat soaked hair from his forehead and try to find a breath of fresh air in the blood thickened halls of the Red Keep. A fitting name provided the scene before him.
"I find it unsettling that this taint has followed us thus far. The demon seems to feed on chaos and disorder but to what end? Why was it summoned and who could have something to gain by it's emergence?"
There is a possible solution to insure the finality of death. Should the body be destroyed through fire or blade, it stands to reason that it cannot be reanimated.
"You're all going to want to stand back..." Vance says, emptying a small amount of black powder from a horn at his belt over the corpse.
Placing the barrel of his weapon near the fallen knight's forehead, he bulled the trigger. With a roar the muzzle-flash ignited the powder, sending thick plumes of smoke up from the now blazing body.
Placing the barrel of his weapon near the fallen knight's forehead, he bulled the trigger. With a roar the muzzle-flash ignited the powder, sending thick plumes of smoke up from the now blazing body.
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Reinholdt is standing looking at everything once the battle is over like he would still be in a dream, hearing to your conversation but in a distance as he is again trying to understand the situation as he is recognized some of the soldiers he has killed as faces he knew.
Shaking his head with resolve We must go inside, leave the kobolds out here to guard our back we still have to deal with whoever is left inside as he walks a bit towards the entrance.
The sky darkness for a moment above you, you know this omen well enough, the same sensation as before and then a deafening scream of wailing pain followed by a echoing laughter that send s bit of a chill down your spines. There is something different from this laughter than the one you remember.
"That sounds like an invitation to me." Vance says grimly. "We shouldn't keep our host waiting."