Johnathan feels a sense of dread come over him as he looks at the red bull. Despite this he begins to attempt to shoot two beams towards the creature when he feels a pain in his body. What’s going…on. Johnathan collapses to the ground as he he tries to understand what is happening to him. Black smoke starts emitting from him as his skin starts to become less pale. His bat familiar bursts into smoke while this goes on. He feels a change happening from within. Whatever is happening he doesn’t believe the bull did this. No, this was something else. The black smoke continues to pour out of him for a few seconds until it suddenly just stops. Johnathan stands up  and is confused on what just happened. What sort of sorcery was cast on me? As he continues to shoot eldritch beams they seem different than last time. Before they were these black smokes but now they appear bright and white. 

Action: Eldritch blast(disadvantage due to fear)

Beam 1: 9, Damage 10

Beam 2: 10, Damage 8

Wisdom save for fear at end of turn: 20

The shadowy hand beneath the Bull fades the closer it gets, and then finally sinks into its target.  The Bull flinches, but not any harder than it does when Johnathan's Eldritch Blast strikes it....

The Wisps do what they can to maintain a ceiling over the Bull, circling over the village and descending down to wreak havoc near the ground.  

Prince Lir, looking around for a target, then dashes toward the Red Bull...

Ward moves a little away from Rum so as to not bring too much attention and holds up his right arm, firing the 6 barrels of his pepperbox all at once towards the Bull. Then yelling towards wherever Johnathan is, "Johnathan, did you or Delph have that Decanter of Endless Water?! Cause it could really help in keeping this from healing!" 

Attack: Attack: 19 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

The Mammoth shakily stiffens it's legs and stares down the Bull again, letting out a roar from its trunk before stabbing into the Bull again. "I'll see you again soon Betty." Ward says seeing the injured Mammoth make it's last stand. 

Attack: 30 Damage: 44

The mammoth hits the bull, sinking its tusks into the flames in the moments before the bull pivots on its feet, goring the mammoth for the last time.  Flames rake the body of the falling mastodon, and the heat from the Bull lights the body ablaze...

Lady Kaede wordlessly re-stashes her yumi (aka longbow) and takes off running at top speed, dashing 60 feet towards the red bull.

As the Red Bull is cornered, the Wisps above it begin to descend around it and begin forming a protective ring.  

The flames continue to climb.  Tongues lash 60 feet or more in the air in some places.  The interior of the village quickly starts heating up; it won't be long before it's unbearable, and shortly after that it'll become dangerous.  Smoke is starting to form over some of the flaming structures; if the fight goes on much longer, it'll start getting hard for the aerial combatants to see. 

Ereni and Joy fly far (>300') east of the inferno and cornered Red Bull on the Carpet of Flying.

Grimly and without muttering anything for once, sensing that the battle is tilting close to either pyrrhic victory or utter defeat, she looses two more arrows at the Red Bull.  Using her Sharpshooter feat to ignore any range penalties or cover the target has.  Also -5 to hit / +10 damage.  Hitting on 1 of 2.

Attack 1: (with Hunter's Mark and Sharpshooter)
To Hit:  15 (20 - 5)
Damage:  1d8 + 9 + 1d6 + 10 = 7 + 9 + 2 + 10 = 28 magical piercing

Attack 2: (same)
To Hit:  25 (30 - 5)
Damage:  1d8 + 9 + 1d6 + 10 = 3 + 9 + 6 + 10 = 28 magical piercing

Rum stares at the form of the Red Bull through the circling wisps, his body trembling with the effort of not simply running away from those sinister flames. A body that has been scorched by the heat of the flames.

He knows he is running out of energy, senses that one more blast of fire from the Red Bull could take his life with no hope of return. He reaches into his pouch and takes out a glass vial, pops the cork and takes a swig, all without ever taking his gaze from his adversary.

He feels the soothing balm flood through him, his body repairing itself as magic infuses him. He takes a deep breath in and clenches his fists once more as he tries to will himself to move closer. But his body is frozen, rooted to the spot.

A roar of of anguish and fear escapes his maw, and he spins around on the spot, the back of his hand arcing toward the Red Bull as he comes full circle, and that familiar icy cold tendril of inky black extends out. It passes by the wisps and heads towards the Red Bull itself. A split second later his other fist reaches out with similar effect. He can only watch as the attacks close on the Red Bull, seemingly in slow motion.

He watches as both strikes connect squarely with the Red Bull, but despite the success, he still cannot stop from trembling at the sight of the beast. He forces himself to stay rooted to the spot, to not retreat. He cannot let the Red Bull escape.

Rum
Special: 
Eldritch Claw Tattoo - Eldritch Maul - Round 6/10
Frightened of Red Bull - 2/10
Bonus Action: Use Greater Healing Potion - 20 hit points healed
Action: Attack:
Draconic Strike 1 against Red Bull (Disadvantage due to Frightened): (19, 17)+9=26 Damage: 2+6=8 x2=16 (cold - x2 as vulnerable) + 6 (force), Total: 22
Draconic Strike 2 against Red Bull (Disadvantage due to Frightened): (11, 17)+9=20 Damage: 2+6=8 x2=16 (cold - x2 as vulnerable) + 5 (force), Total: 21
Defense: Until he takes damage any attacks are at disadvantage against him
Reaction: He does have reactions, will post again if applicable
Save: DC 18 Wisdom Save to end Frightened - 3+5=8 FAIL!

Taking in her options, Amitola unsheathes her crystal sword from her side. Pulling it to the front of her, looking down at it while preparing herself, more mentally than physically.

Glancing to her sword once more, channeling her smite, she breathes in, almost holding her breath and goes toward the bull, doing her best to ignore the heat. Now to the point of action, she releases the breathe she forgot she was holding, and swings. Using every bit of power of brute force she has within her, grunting as she makes contact with it.

Using her momentum, almost instantly after the first contact, brings her sword up once more to only have her sword glide harmlessly through it's flames.

     Dancing through the air in a series of smooth, quick steps, the ivory skinned Tiefling Nodjeim this time does not land upon the Red Bull's back but instead weaves his way underneath the beast and looks to attack it's soft underbelly...  Vicious Battleaxe in both hands, Nodjeim's dance allows him to swing out once, twice with well timed, almost rhythmic swing of the blades...

Reckless Battleaxe attack 1:  To Hit is 8... skipping damage

Bonus Action Reckless Battleaxe attack 2:  To Hit is 23 (Nat 20) for 17 Damage

 The village is hot.  The licking flames are quickly making it an unbearable and inhospitable hellhole.  The heat begins to melt the permafrost that the villagers have relied on for so long to harden their thoroughfares.  If the battle had gone on any longer, combat in the muddied streets would have become difficult.  

If.  

The Bull roars under the onslaught as blades bite into it, arrows pierce its fiery form, and magical effects pummel it.  It lashes out with its horns without effect, and its body flares as it tries to release a typhoon of fire to wash over those attacking it.  Then it turns, tires to flee into the flames...

...and Rum seizes the moment to catch it in the face with his fist.  

Cold magic explodes around the strikes, radiating into the air around the Red Bull's head as its head begins to freeze.  A baleful, angry, hurt roar issues one more time as it wheels toward the Tabaxi, intent on murder, but is stopped short as its head freezes into its neck, into its shoulders...and slowly its entire body freezes over.  The combination of the recent attacks is too much.  When topped with the cold effect, the fight comes to a dramatic end.  

The Wisps slowly fizzle out, disappearing into thin air as the Bull dies, its body freezing over into a solid block before it begins to break apart and collapse into a pile of broken ice fragments that are quickly melted by the burning village around them.  

And like that, the Red Bull is gone.

Prince Lir...King Lir...stops his charge, stumbles once, then drops to his knees, his sword before him.  He casts his shield into the mud next to him, and then reaches up to tear his helmet off and fling it into the filth as well before he begins to sob, his arm over his eyes.

To the west, his people, fleeing their burning homes, stop and begin to turn, facing the annihilation of their dwellings.  Some cry.  Some curse and scream.  A few stand stark still and silent...

Ward releases the tension in his body for a moment. "Gather the people, and start searching for the missing. Johnathan, if you have that magical water container now is the time to use it. Nodjeim, who was the arsonist, were they friendly, or do I need to collect them before they get any further?" Ward says, spinning around to try and find the flying barbarian. 

Rum watches as the draconic frost dissipates the flames and hardens the Red Bulls entire body, before it shatters. The fear that has consumed him dissipates and his shoulders slump as he closes his eyes and inhales deeply, holding it for a moment before exhaling.

“Do not cross the favoured of the Great Dragon”, he says softly in draconic to the space formerly occupied by the Red Bull as the ice melts.

He pulls out the little mirror and speaks into it, simply saying, “It is done”.

Looking around at the other heroes of Auryn who battled the Red Bull, he realises that the Mammoth rider is speaking. He makes his way towards them, forcing his aching body to move.

“What is happening?”, he asks, motioning into the distance where the castle once stood.

Ward looks over at the falling castle. "No clue, all I know is we've got a contingent of our forces fighting the skeleton army. We need to firstly figure out who the arsonist is and organize these people. If we have the decanter then we can put out the houses and organize a camp for these folks. After I rest then I can assist in the rebuilding of their homes if they wish to stay, and if not then Gandalf has stated that we will figure out how to house them." Ward says, still keeping a bead on wherever the Arsonist is waiting to know if they are a threat.

     "Friendly?  No idea," Nodjeim says in answer to Ward.  "They had been with the whole gathering before we got set into teams..."

     Nodjeim slowly starts to dance Ward's way, moving through the air without effort and cautiously putting his blades away.  "She didn't give her name but she did mention a 'Dageron' she claimed wanted the fires.  Claimed she was on our side but..." Nodjeim cocks his head to the side and gives a low sigh.  "She was leaving, done setting fires it seemed.  Whatever damage she caused was done so I returned to the bull rather than pursue her."

"Understood, I couldn't gather whether or not she was allied with the beast. If that is cleared up then we talk to Gandalf, and while we figure out what our priority is next we help these people. They got caught in the crossfire and I don't intend to leave them smoldering in their own pain." Ward says, pulling out the mirror and beginning to walk towards the townsfolk.

     "Is that cleared up?" Nodjeim asks, confused.  "How it that cleared up?  What cleared it up?  She was starting fires around our fire healing bull....  I don't see her alliances as all that clear."

Jek is running and huffing his way over with the unicorn Thea. He screeches to a stop when he comes to a stop as the Red Bull dies. He just stands there and stares for a moment. "But.... The plan. It was so good. We had everything setup." He sighs. Thea looks over too him, and he takes a look at her. "Well, I suppose we don't need you anymore Aeht." He boop's her nose. She stands back up and looks at Jek curiously. Then she explodes into shadow and.... butterflies? Huh. Weird. He looks over at the group, making sure everyone is still alive. 

"Oh Crap, yea, there's a whole army of undead and things heading this way! Oh, and Thea is the last Unicorn. And Vader is dead. But we should probably deal with the skeleton army." Jek turns around and starts to run back the way he came. He starts to yell as he runs "TRAVIN! TRAVINNNNN! THEY ALREADY KILLED THE RED BULL! THEY DIDN'T NEED OUR TRAP! FOCUS ON THE SKELETONS! TELL THEA SHE CAN COME OVER NOW IF SHE WANTS!"