Monday, February 4, 2013

Help from above

Vogir nocks another arrow and releases it into the melee below. These ‘Dark-riders’ don’t seem so tough. (Especially when he can pick them off from range, atop a cliff-face.)
They were chasing two, but have attracted five of the lizardy bastards. Not really a surprise, as they’d not only pursued them but alerted them of their presence.
Still, five vs. five weren’t too scary odds.
Orestes, Indigo and the newly joined dwarf; Mjoorvitnir were handling the hand-to-hand fighting, while the gnomess; Zavia and he played interference.
True, his arrows weren’t bothering the Dark-riders too much and Zavia’s illusions were being breached…
Still, the battle was definitely going their way.
Two or three of these ‘relentless’ dragon-borns were already down and even the terminally reckless Orestes was still on his trotters.
Vogir’s smile falters though as he hears the thundering sound of horses hooves approach from the distance…

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