Leofric draws his blade, having stayed back from the attempts at stealthiness- a skill he does not truly possess. At least not in full armor.
"I think that solution goes back to stabbing." Leofric whispers.
As Deerslicer gets to the top of the palisade he sees that on the other side there is an open yard, with nowhere to hide. Also he notices the dungeon in stone and the tower with the top in wood where two orcs are looking at the palisade and the female one, pointing a finger at him.
She growls something in orc and Deerslicer is certain she has seen him and is ready to sound the alarm!
Elendyr steps away from the gate and readies his bow.
"Best get ready for a fight," Gamble says and stands next to the wall, two hands on his staff.
Deerslicer question is answered with a grunt from the orc woman who starts targeting the goblin with her bow while the other orc in the tower sounds the alarm.
As soon as the alarm is called, you start hearing several voices that Deerslicer think came from the right of the fortress.
None of the adventurers is quick enough to react before the orc lady!
She shoots three times against Deerslicer.
But none of the arrows hit the goblin!
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Deerslicer goes to duck down, but the female Orc is quicker than him. He notes her gait and the bearing of how she holds her weapons.
He ducks back behind the wall, hanging near the top above the gate with Gracie. He glances over at Simon, nodding emphatically, and cries out, "Me's been hit! Oooh, I'm faaaaallllliiing!"
Deerslicer recognize the creatures as orcs, he knows that orc can stay in combat even after suffering a deadly wound.
"We are a small force to lay siege to a fort, certainly, but we are clever. We can take the fortress," Gamble encourages his companions. He readies his staff to swing should the orcs emerge to engage.
Gamble encourages his comrades to fight!
Holding his bow loosely in one hand, the elf contemplates the gate for a moment, looking for possible weak points, before invoking arcane power. A blob of flame flies from his free hand at the barrier!
From his previous observations, Elendyr knows that destroying the fortification will take quite a lot of time and certainly they will need to coat the gate with some flaming substance .
Leofric brandishes his sword. "That archer on the other side can't seem to see or hit us from the other side. Let them come to us to check on Deerslicer and put out the fire."
Beyond the palisade is a well-trodden yard. A small wooden hut is built against the southern rock wall , facing a squat stone fortress. A guard tower stands at the north end of the edifice while a two-story dome anchors the south. The fortress has a brooding look about it, with narrow windows set between heavy pillars of rock.
You hear numerous grunts and orcish speaking but nothing came, yet, to you!
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Believing he's doing an excellent job at keeping up the charade, and for some reason being egged on to continue by an ally, Deerslicer yells, "ACK! You make me drop me only alchemists's fire when me hits the ground! Why you so mean? Please, just lemme have food!"
Holding onto the wall with one hand, he pulls his kukri with the other, ready to attack as needed. He nods for Gracie to climb back down and get ready to attack.
"If they're not in a hurry to face us, then let's take the advantage of time," Gamble moves away from the palisade and sets down his staff. He then draws his hunting bow.
"Shield!" he commands, summoning a translucent Ulfen shield.
Leo stays at the ready. Anything comes out and it's toast.
Seeing the lack of effect his spell had on the gate, the elf nocks an arrow and prepares to shoot whoever opens the gate from the other side.
You hear more orcs gathering behind the door!
Gamble pulls out an arrow and prepares to fire at the first orc through the gate.
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Deerslicer sighs. "Well, now d'ey know d'ere's more d'en one o' us ..."
He waits to see if Simon's ploy works. As he hangs there, he sheaths his kukri and draws his lesser bottled lightning. He motions for Gracie to climb up the palisade with him, but to stay below the top so she still has full cover.
Elendyr casts a brief spell and holds an attack for the first orc to come into view.
The companion prepare to fight the orcs once the doors open.
Oh hearing the large number of orcs assembling, Elendyr will stow his bow and draw a scroll, maintaining his shield cantrip as needed.
As the orcs gather around the doors, two of them moves away the three wooden beams that were blocking the gate.
Two other, then, open the gate.
Elendyr crosses to the front of the gate and casts a potent spell, fingers dancing through arcane gestures as he chants in an archaic dialect of the Draconic tongue. A small sphere streaks from his hand to impact in the midst of the orcs, spraying motes of gleaming dust over most of them.