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[Haspen]

"We can discuss that topic when we're back... and in private." Mannan climbed the wagon and sat in the back.

"You ready?"

[Sirus]

"Guess we got off on the wrong foot. I'll accept your apology this time, but remember that as far as that object goes, Charlotte has the final say."

"We can discuss that topic when we're back... and in private." Mannan climbed the wagon and sat in the back.

"You ready?"

"Yes, let's get going."

[Haspen]

When the wagon was going out of the keep, Gregor and his friends could see the outside for the first time, in bright light.

Entire Tunhausen was built into a hillside. Not only the keep on top of it, no - the construction zig-zag went all the way from keep to the outskirts of the settlement, from top of hill to it's base.

It provided quite some defense against footmen, but it was basically target practice for catapults if they ever attack Tunhausen from the east - every building was plain visible.

And then, the wagon went on the road to the east.

~~Chapter 7: Blackmoore~~

Blackmoore, an abbey-turned-keep many times by Berebian border army.
Now, the halls of old monastery were going to host a meeting between magicians and sages not bound by allegiances and oaths of loyalty, but by common need for research and gathering knowledge.
This was also a chance for Mannan Tunhausen and his newly hired mercenaries to, possibly, gain some insights into Dragonstone lore, and maybe get some aid in dealing with the ever-so dangerous Prixima Kesselring.

The jagged cliffs of Blackmoore Abbey gained insight into the defensive properties of the place - a winding path took every incoming assailant around the building, exposing him to all the tiny arrow slits and windows before they would wind up at the top of the hill, in front of a tiny entrance gate, an excellent choking point.

On the way upwards, the wagon with Mannan and rest of his companions could see several hooded men patrolling the path. Whilst they had cloaks and hoods, people with keen eyes and some concentration, could notice the coloured collars of Berebian, Menelean and Ystian armies - purple, dark green, bright red. They've glanced at the wagon, but said no word to the travelers.

No one was shooting arrows at them nor flinging bolts of magic frm the stout, thick towers.

And they have arrived at the gates. A young spearman approached the wagon, eyeing the group with some distrust.

"Yer name, please?"

"...Mannan Tunhausen, bishop. These are--"

"Arright, lemme get the... the council members." The soldier gave Mannan's friends a dirty look and then walked into the abbey.

"What a... strange man." He said, jumping from the wagon onto the grass below.

NPC: Mannan Tunhausen joins the list!

[freeformschooler]

Charlotte turns to Bishop Mannan.

: "Your highness - er, your holiness - may I ask you a question? Why do you trust us like this? It is true that we are working for the same cause, currently, but it is remarkable you would ride in Anja's wagon alongside Sir Hexham, Sir Jorinn and I. You must trust your intuition very heavily - at least compared to most nobles."

[Zako]

"Well, he does have me, for what it's worth. And he is quite skilled in combat too, I'm sure." Edwin chips in before sticking his nose back into the book he was reading and writing in. It looked like a personal diary or scrapbook, judging by the various bit of parchment stuck between it's pages.

"And if you did try anything, then I suggest you remember the not inconsiderable amount of troops that we've passed recently. Even if you did do anything, you wouldn't get far."

[Haspen]

"I've once prayed to my gods at a small village shrine, asking them for guidance when my father left for Kesselring. The night of that day, I was returning for rest at an inn when I was mugged in an alley. The bandits almost killed me, but then a young man appeared in the alley and knocked the bandits down. He wasn't a Berebian, he was a Menelean, he wore the armour of my enemies in plain sight! He helped me stand up... I've looked at the uncounscious bandits for a brief moment, and when I turned to thank my savior, he was gone. You might be an atheist, you might have your own beliefs - but I believe it was a knight sent by my deities, a sign that I should seek the aid of Meneleans. And then, few months later, you came. Not only you're Meneleans, but you had dealings with Prixima and are now hunted by her. Coincidence? I say not."

~&~

Meanwhile, inside the Blackmoore keep...

"...I will have to give Lady Prixima my sincere gratitude. If not for her letter, and the little gifts, I wouldn't bother to come here." The elderly druid nodded to a young man in mercenary attire.

"I will tell her next time I visit the keep. May I ask, how did you and your fellows overtake the Blackmoore so easily?"

"Oh, it is simple. The cursed staves that cause insanity and madness wouldn't work on the mages, like I assumed. Unfortunately for them, their armed escorts weren't that resistant. Oh if you could only see the shock on the faces of all those strangers when they began killing each other! The blood that kept pouring from the stab wounds as they screamed in pain and terror, the life essence that I managed to absorb... I feel younger already! My research will bring fruit of immortality to me! I, Bores the Wise, shall last forever!"

"Right. Of course. Well we hope that you will join our side of the future war, master Bores. When the war breaks out--"

The talk was interrupted by the very soldier that asked Mannan his name a moment ago.

"Master Bores, someone named Mannan Tunhausen just arrived, with his entourage."

"Mannan... Tunhausen... I don't know him. Kill him and his aides."

"Yes sir."

"What about that Forsaken kid and his band of bravados? Are they dealt with?"

"Err, they've barricaded themselves in the stables in the back of the abbey. The guy who went to feed the wyvern barricaded himself in the tower and-"

"They're still alive?"

"When I came here a moment ago, you told me all of the dignitaries are dead, Bores."

"Bah! You, come back when they're all dead, and don't let anyone interrupt us!"

"Sure thing, boss." The young spearman bowed and sped off toward the door at the other side of the chamber.

"Now, stop worrying, and let's get back to our talk, my Menelean friend. You mentioned something about the war..."

Back at the entrance...

The soldiers who were patrolling the road marched back toward the entrance, meters away from Anja's wagon.

Suddenly, there was a whistle coming from the inside. And then, a very clear shout:

"Kill them all!"

"What? What's the meaning of this!" Mannan looked around and saw that all the soldiers around them, no matter the markings at their collars, have drawn weapons.

"It's a trap!"

And at the same moment, at top of staircase leading to small tower...

"Open the door or we will bash it open! No matter - whatever you do, yer dead, fella!" Bores' thugs waited for a moment, and then nodded to each other, preparing their weapons

Inside, Salvatore's wyvern growled, the beast and it's rider in the corner. And then Salvatore noticed one thing:

A crack in the wall.

//Salvatore Vaughan is in!

~~Player Turn 1~~

Enemies' stats here!

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Mercs:
Alexander Jorinn: 38/38
Charlotte Braxis: 30/30
Edwin Westbringer: 27/27
Gregor von Hexham: 32/32
Salvatore Vaughan: 32/32

Enemies:
Sellsword A: 32/32
Sellsword B: 32/32
Sellsword C: 32/32
Sellsword D: 32/32
Sellsword E: 32/32
Sellsword F: 32/32
Sellsword G: 32/32
Fighter A: 35/35
Fighter B: 35/35
Fighter C: 35/35
Fighter D: 35/35
Longbowman A: 29/29
Longbowman B: 29/29
Longbowman C: 29/29
Longbowman D: 29/29
Longbowman E: 29/29
Hired Spearman A: 31/31
Hired Spearman B: 31/31
Hired Spearman C: 31/31
Hired Spearman D: 31/31
Hired Spearman E: 31/31
Hired Spearman F: 31/31
Mage A: 29/29
Mage B: 29/29
Mage C: 29/29
Mage D: 29/29
Shaman A: 30/30
Shaman B: 30/30
Shaman C: 30/30
Bores: 34/34
Kesselring Officer: 36/36
Sage: 33/33

NPCs:
Anja: 26/26
Mannan Tunhausen: 31/31
Wagon: 5/5 hits

Doors&Walls:
Cracked Wall 3.3: 20/20, 5DEF
Door 5.4: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 8.4: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 22.6: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 26.8: 40/40, 5DEF
Metal Door 13.11: 50/50, 10DEF, 5RES

[Zako]

"I sure hope you lot have a plan for this sort of thing, because I don't!"

Move to 19, 20 and attack Sellsword D.

((Attacking the guy with the sword.))

[Sirus]

"I don't know what's going on here, but we can sort it out once people aren't trying to kill us. Charlotte, can you do anything about the mage on the right?"

((That's Mage D))

[Xanmyral]

"..." Ormm continued to growl menacingly at the door, Sal rubbed the wyvern's neck reassuringly. Has to be an answer...
"If'in yah want me... YAH'll HAVE TA COME AN' GET ME YAH FINKS! MEN O' BLACK HEARTS AN' FOUL MACHINATIONS! GREED RULES YER SOULS AN' CORRUPTS YER MINDS, TA DRIVE INNOCENTS TA DEATH! LOOK AT YERSELVES, THIS WHAT YAH WANT WIT' YER LIVES, HOW YAH'LL REMEMBER YERSELF ON YER DEATH BED?! DEATH BE BUT AH SPECTER WHO COMES FER ALL IN THEIR DUE TIMES!" He's not sure how many there are, nor if he can indeed kill them all. Maybe one or two, maybe, just maybe, three...
Then a light in the dim room, something he didn't notice before. Truly, a silver lining in clouds so dark. "Mah time ta die may yet still come, but it's not this day, no..."

With a flurry of motion, the rider stirred the wyvern into action, it tromping to 4.3, and the rider rearing his (Killer Lance)spear back and dealing a foul blow at the wall. His mission for life still not done, the wyvern jumped out of the tower through the crumbled masonry, letting out a roar of defiance at its new found freedom, flying to 1.5. Have to get to the front, maybe he can get help... Maybe.

[Haspen]

"The plan is simple, we fight for our lives and then find out why this mess happened in the first place."

Edwin delivered a firebolt at Sellsword D's face, searing it.

Hit: 122+10-31 = 101, autohit!
Damage: 21-5 = 16dmg

In the meanwhile, Salvatore burst through the wall, his wyvern roaring in triumph. The thugs that tried to break through the door noticed his escape through small arrow slits at the staircase's walls.

"Shit, he escaped!"

Damage: 26-5 = 21dmg

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Mercs:
Alexander Jorinn: 38/38
Charlotte Braxis: 30/30
Edwin Westbringer: 27/27
Gregor von Hexham: 32/32
Salvatore Vaughan: 32/32

Enemies:
Sellsword A: 32/32
Sellsword B: 32/32
Sellsword C: 32/32
Sellsword D: 16/32
Sellsword E: 32/32
Sellsword F: 32/32
Sellsword G: 32/32
Fighter A: 35/35
Fighter B: 35/35
Fighter C: 35/35
Fighter D: 35/35
Longbowman A: 29/29
Longbowman B: 29/29
Longbowman C: 29/29
Longbowman D: 29/29
Longbowman E: 29/29
Hired Spearman A: 31/31
Hired Spearman B: 31/31
Hired Spearman C: 31/31
Hired Spearman D: 31/31
Hired Spearman E: 31/31
Hired Spearman F: 31/31
Mage A: 29/29
Mage B: 29/29
Mage C: 29/29
Mage D: 29/29
Shaman A: 30/30
Shaman B: 30/30
Shaman C: 30/30
Bores: 34/34
Kesselring Officer: 36/36
Sage: 33/33

NPCs:
Anja: 26/26
Mannan Tunhausen: 31/31
Wagon: 5/5 hits

Doors&Walls:
Door 5.4: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 8.4: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 22.6: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 26.8: 40/40, 5DEF
Metal Door 13.11: 50/50, 10DEF, 5RES

[freeformschooler]

"I don't know what's going on here, but we can sort it out once people aren't trying to kill us. Charlotte, can you do anything about the mage on the right?"

((That's Mage D))

: "Yes. I would be exposing myself, though. Alexander, guard me, please!"

((Alex can attack and guard if he goes after spearguy D.))

1 E, 2 N then attack Mage D with Iron Longbow.

((36 crt))

[Powder Miner]

Alexander looked... rather hollow. Indeed, he'd realized, he was a traitor to Menelea. And as such, he removed his thoughts from his actions. It's not like he could take them, and as such his body pretty much moved on instinct, a nearmindless shell. And if he didn't know that Prixima was evil, he wouldn't have allowed his body to function either. Against a gang of non-Menelean thugs though? Alexander was plenty able to get angry.
He took out the lance he had had since squirehood, trudged to 22, 17 and stabbed at the spearman there. (Attach Spearman D to my lance's point)
He also put up his shield to guard.

[Sirus]

: "Looks like you two have that entrance covered...I'll take this one! The rest of you guys take the ones outside!"

Move to (20,18) and FLING Iron Javelin at Spearguy C

[Haspen]

Lots of fighting.

Hit: 116+10+7-31 = 102, autohit!
Damage: 17+1-6 = 12dmg

Hit: 104+5-32 = 77
Hit roll: 23, hit! Crit roll: 8!
Damage: 22-13 = 9x3 = 27dmg

Hired Spearman D counters!
Hit: 105-17 = 88
Hit roll: 60, hit!
Damage: 24-2-21 = 1dmg

Hired Spearman D strikes again!
Hit: 105-17 = 88
Hit roll: 38, hit!
Damage: 24-2-21 = 1dmg

Hit: 109+11+5-32 = 93
Hit roll: 13, hit! Crit: 12!
Damage: 22+2-13 = 11x3 = 33dmg

~~Enemy Turn!~~

Even more fighting.

Hit: 125-17 = 108, autohit!
Damage: 21-2-5 = 14dmg

Mage D attacks again!
Hit: 125-17 = 108, autohit!
Damage: 21-2-5 = 14dmg

Hit: 125-17 = 108, autohit!
Damage: 21-2-5 = 14dmg

Hit: 116-11-5-32 = 68
Hit roll: 57, hit!
Damage: 21-2-15 = 4dmg

Hit: 116-11-5-32 = 68
Hit roll: 92, miss!

Hit: 105-11-5-32 = 57
Hit roll: 58, miss!

Gregor counters!
Hit: 109+11+5-32 = 93
Hit roll: 46, hit!
Damage: 22+2-13 = 11dmg

Hit: 110-10-23 = 77
Hit roll: 79, miss!

Edwin retaliates!
Hit: 122+10-31 = 101, autohit!
Damage: 21-5 = 16dmg

Hit: 110-10-23 = 77
Hit roll: 25, hit!
Damage: 24-6 = 18dmg

Edwin retaliates!
Hit: 122+10-31 = 101, autohit!
Damage: 21-5 = 16dmg

Hit: 97-10-31 = 56
Hit roll: 43, hit!
Damage: 28-6 = 22dmg

Hit: 97+15-11-5-32 = 64
Hit roll: 18, hit!
Damage: 28+1-2-15 = 12dmg

Gregor counters!
Hit: 109+11+5-15-23 = 87
Hit roll: 14, hit!
Damage: 22+2-1-11 = 12dmg

Gregor counters again!
Hit: 109+11+5-15-23 = 87
Hit roll: 66, hit!
Damage: 22+2-1-11 = 12dmg

~~Allies Turn!~~

"Here, mister Westbringer." Mannan pointed his staff and waves of healing energy revived the downed mage.

20+14 /2 = Up to 17HP healed

Hit: 141+15-23 = 133, autohit!
Damage: 16+1-11 = 6dmg

Fighter D counters!
Hit: 97-15-60 = 22
Hit roll: 44, miss!

Anja strikes again!
Hit: 141+15-23 = 133, autohit!
Damage: 16+1-11 = 6dmg

Suddenly...

The large door that led from back hall to the stables' courtyard suddenly expolded into cloud of splinters and loose planks. After the dust settled a little, Tantallos Forsaken stepped into the hall, and along with him, his humble entourage.

"D-damn, we can't let them escape!" The shaman guarding the inner door pulled out his flux tome.

//Ami Storm, Christopher Shields, Olison Eul, Riven, Seyena Ikane, Tantallos Forsaken and Valor Inara are back~!

~~Player Turn 2~~

The grey skies overhead turned a bit darker. It seems that it's going to rain soon.

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Mercs:
Alexander Jorinn: -/38 3/3
Ami Storm: 26/26
Charlotte Braxis: 30/30
Christopher Shields: 31/31
Edwin Westbringer: 22/27
Gregor von Hexham: 16/32
Olison Eul: 31/31
Riven: 28/28
Salvatore Vaughan: 32/32
Seyena Ikane: 31/31
Tantallos Forsaken: 29/29
Valor Inara: 32/32

Enemies:
Sellsword A: 32/32
Sellsword B: 32/32
Sellsword C: 16/32
Sellsword D: 0/32
Sellsword E: 32/32
Sellsword F: 32/32
Sellsword G: 32/32
Fighter A: 35/35
Fighter B: 35/35
Fighter C: 11/35
Fighter D: 23/35
Longbowman A: 29/29
Longbowman B: 29/29
Longbowman C: 29/29
Longbowman D: 29/29
Longbowman E: 29/29
Hired Spearman A: 31/31
Hired Spearman B: 31/31
Hired Spearman C: -2/31
Hired Spearman D: -7/31
Hired Spearman E: 31/31
Hired Spearman F: 31/31
Mage A: 29/29
Mage B: 29/29
Mage C: 29/29
Mage D: 17/29
Shaman A: 30/30
Shaman B: 30/30
Shaman C: 30/30
Bores: 34/34
Kesselring Officer: 36/36
Sage: 33/33

NPCs:
Anja: 26/26
Mannan Tunhausen: 31/31
Wagon: 5/5 hits

Doors&Walls:
Door 5.4: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 8.4: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 22.6: 40/40, 5DEF
Door 26.8: 40/40, 5DEF
Metal Door 13.11: 50/50, 10DEF, 5RES

[scapheap]

:"Start running."