Cadmus shoots the massive dragon first - the arrow gets stuck, but the beast barely notices. Amroth follows up with a lightning, which also hits, and it definitely felt this one. Most enemies would fall down dead from a blast like that, but the dragon only gets angry. As it leaps forward, Ice tries to block its way, but gets swept away. The direwolf's armor protects from most of the blow, but he still could not possibly stay on his feet. Medea's ice ball hits the dragon right in the face, and that slows the monster down enough for Ishar to do his thing.
The adamantine sword rips a few scales away, but the veteran needs to retreat, as the dragon's claws slash dangerously close to him. Tyd, Dog, Udmog and Darnack attack together, but it's not exactly effective: Dog is simply too small and weak to be of any use in this fight, Udmog's blunt club doesn't do a thing, and the dragon is immune to Darnack's fire magic. And Tyd might just have been unlucky.
The dragon faces the next wave of gladiators, as Wendell, Ettad and Sir attack together with the remaining warbeasts. Wendell tries to jump on the dragon, but he gets clawed in the chest instead. Wolf tries to show off with a throat-attack, but it utrns out it's not exactly a good idea to attack a dragon near the mouth, as he gets caught in a blast of dragonfire, and burns to death in an instant. Bear also attacks, and while he doesn't do much damage, he succeeds in drawing the dragon's attention. Ettad uses this window of opportunity to jump on the dragon's back, and starts hacking at its back with his axe. The dragon tries to shake him off furiously, but isn1t successful, at least for now. Sir also tries to attack from behind, and gets swept away by the dragon's tail. He flies to the wall of the arena, and gets knocked out. Medea rushes to his aid, and starts healing him. The blow was serious, so it takes a while. The ranged fighters cover all this.
Cadmus and Tyd join forces to keep the beast under constant fire. Slowly, but it seems to take it's toll, as the dragon gets covered in arrows and bolts. Amroth fires another lightning before anybody could stop him. Yes, it hits again, and the dragon seems to be in serious pain now, but this comes with a price: Ettad is also hit, this throws him off balance, and he falls down from the back of the dragon. Unfortunately, the beast recovers quicker than him, and rips his head off.
Ice, Dog and Bear* attack together again, and the three warbeasts manage to force the dragon back for a moment. The warriors attack again, Udmog gets dragonfire to the face (not healthy), Wendell sinks his claws deep into the side of the dragon (he found an already damaged area surely), and doesn't let go. The dragon shakes him off easily, but some flesh is also torn away, and now, the beast finally bleeds. Ishar follows all this up by hacking off the end of the tail, also avoiding the counterattack.
The enemy is now furious, and opens its mouth for another dragonfire blast, intent on ending a group of fighters at once, but Tyd shoots a bolt right into his mouth. Amroth casts fly on the revived Sir, and the dwarf is propelled forward, sword-first into the dragon's chest. The adamantine sword cuts through the scales like butter, almost the whole blade gets stuck. Unfortunately, Sir lets go of the hilt, and falls to his back. He'd have the same fate as Ettad, but Ice takes the blow for him, sacrificing his life. Now the whole team focuses on the embedded sword: Medea hits it with an ice ball, and the blade is pushed in even more. Ishar uses his own sword to fight the dragon head-on. He knows another dragonfire blast isn't likely, and he's confident in his abilities to dodge. This gives Wnedell enough time to drop one of the claws, and reach for Sir's sword. He rips the sword free, using his orc strenght to tear away the flesh and scales as well. He throws the sword back to Sir, and narrowly evades the dragon's jaws. Cadmus shoots an arrow to the exposed area, the dragon screams in pain. Bear tackles him, and the dragon collapses for a moment. This is enough. Ishar and Sir jump on it at once, hacking away as many scales as possible. With their exceptional weapons, they are very effective.
The beast tries to get up, but a combined barrage of arrows, bolts, ice balls and lightning bolts keep it down. All of the surviving warriors attack it relentlessly, and while the dragon struggles for a while, it's not getting up, ever again. It's hard to say who deals the final blow, but eventually, the dragon stops moving.
*we can be sooo creative with these names.
2500 gold for every participating team, that means Elfcollaborator, Tophat, Tomio and myself. Every injured or dead party member gets resurrected for free.
Thranduil aims an arrow at the minotaur, who dodges, and the arrow hits the ogre behind him, and the monster fall on its back for a while. The direwolf pack gang up on the minotaur, who stands his ground for a while: Wraith gets a nasty cut between some joints in his armor, Ghost also manages to get a good hold, and finally, Specter takes the minotaur down to the ground.
Celeborn stands alone in front of three ogres, and doesn't waste any time: he slashes at one of them, slitting open a leg artery, dodges a club, and parries a mace. He can't keep it up for long against so many of them, so radaghast helps him with a deep-freeze, and Thranduil shatters the frozen ogre immediately.
Wraith manages to bite the throat of the minotaur, ending that fight quite sooner than expected, and the other two wolves charge the ogre that was stunned by Thranduil's first shot. The creature tries to stand up, but has no time: Specter tackles it back down, and Ghost begins gutting it. The pack definitely knows how to work together.
Celeborn keeps slashing at the already wounded ogre, causing quite a few additional deep gashes. None of them are direct killing blows, but the ogre is losing blood fast. Radaghast and Thranduil work together to take down the other one, using combinations of ice balls and lightning arrows. The ogre takes a few steps backward from all the pummeling, then finally trips and falls to its back. It's common knowledge that getting on the ground is a death sentence here: Wraith is immediately upon him, and the ogre has no chance to break free: the adamantine armor protects the pack leader from any possible harm.
Finally, Celeborn's fight comes to an end when the seriously injured ogre falls forward from the blood loss, and Celeborn trusts his claws into its mouth, impaling the brain. The wolves feast on the flesh of the vanquished as the annocer declares the winners of the match.
3200 gold, plus 300 for the (incredibly lucky share of) critical kills. The rolls tend to favor you nowadays.
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