So, with the distance at last being covered, Saerirra will cast Healing Word at 3rd lvl, and with Beacon of Hope active from Laievis, that's 16hp to Shorgreg. The rest of my turn is just maintaining Crown of Madness on the one random Dragonborn enemy, if it's even still alive.
Saerrira channels her healing powers, and combined with Laeivis's, heals Shorgreg, who FINALLY stops bleeding, and starts moving again. His hand immediately grasps his Hammer, and he starts slowly and painfully getting up (OOC he had 1 Death save left...)Meanwhile, the possessed Dragonborn blocks a few of his Allies way to the holes, attacking them.
BAD GUYS TURN
The Dragonborn and Kobold Army plow through the one with the Crown of Madness, effectively trampling him to death as they completely retreat from the Battlefield.
You can all hear the remaining Dwarves exalting .
"For the Three Peaks! Hurrah!"
The Airforce, circling around the Battlefield, sounds the Horn of Victory.
THE BATTLE IS OFFICIALLY OVER! CONGRATULATIONS, TEAM1, YOU HAVE DEFEATED THE FORCES OF WRATHMAW KEEP!...FOR NOW...
"The victory came with a heavy price," Laievis was not pessimistic by nature but death of two eagles and countless dwarfs hit him hard. "I am honored and proud of being part of it - and part of our group. But now it's time to help those who still lives."He let the eagle to land and went to offer his service as a healer.
"The victory came with a heavy price," Laievis was not pessimistic by nature but death of two eagles and countless dwarfs hit him hard. "I am honored and proud of being part of it - and part of our group. But now it's time to help those who still lives."He let the eagle to land and went to offer his service as a healer.
"Of course. I will help you with caring for the wounded."
In addition to healing, Saerirra will use Mending to repair clothing and armor as much as possible as well.
As the Battle winds down, the Airforce lands, and the Riders start helping the Dwarves on the ground, with Saerrira and Laeivis acting as head Medics, tending to the wounded.
Peshley ties up the sleeping Dragonborn soldiers.
Shorgreg limps towards the Party..."Who...in Moradin's Name...are you?"
Commander Seleth Belian lands next to Gorlahk.
"Good work, Corporal! Praise the Gods for those Dwarven Mercenaries, it looks like they saved us all..."
He takes a quick glance at the post-battle carnage around him, and mumbles a quick Elvish prayer, shedding a tear as he sees Saerrira's Eagle dead on the ground.
His mourning is quickly interrupted by a Messages, who flies in from the sky, which has considerably calmed down.
"Sir, a message from the Jarl!"
He looks at the scroll, sealed with the Hammerstorm sigil, and smiles
"At last, the Jarl seems to see reason! He's calling the Banners, and a full Mobilization! We must fly back to the City, and regroup at once! Take the wounded Dwarves on the Eagles, so they can recover at the Temple of Meryn!"
"Sir, Yes Sir!"
He turns to the Party.
"It seems your presence has been requested as well. Looks like the Jarl is finally taking you seriously. Its about time, given your bravery in this battle. The 15th Squadron shall always be in your debt."
"We will proceed immediately,"assured Commander Laievis on behalf of the party (not really thinking but doubting anyone will say "no" to personal invitation from Jarl). If he was allowed, he would do it on his eagle (giving the ride to anyone in need).
Ellethy reappears on Cade's shoulder. She cries, as she contemplates the massacre around her. "I've...never witnessed, or ever been a part of such violence..."
The remaining Dwarves mourn over their Dead, but rejoice to see Shorgreg alive. The Old Leader helps his troops gather the bodies to build a Funeral pyre, and together they prepare a short but moving ceremony. They also grab all the Ennemy bodies, and dump them in a mass grave unceremoniously.
As the Eagle Riders finish loading the wounded Dwarves, and prepare to depart for the City, a small raven with a message attached to it lands on Commander Seleth Belian's shoulder, cawing. The High Elf unwraps the small piece of paper, reads it, and looks up to Laievis...
"It appears you have been promoted...Commander Elreth, of the 16th Squadron...after the Jarl's banquet, you shall be expected to report back to the Floating Isles Alliance Command Center, in the Primordial Forest. The High Queen and her Advisers will brief you on further assignments..."
He smiles..."Looks like you're going home, my friend..."
Proud beyond words Laievis bowed to Commander Belian, then gave - now his very own too! - Salute of Eagle Riders: "16th Squadron will be ready to fly right after the briefing". On the way back Laievis flew on clouds - figuratively and literally. He was returning home indeed.
Saerirra smiles at the news of Laievis' newly granted title.
"Congratulations! A well earned reward, indeed. Shame you must leave us so soon. I will miss you, as will the others. Let us enjoy the time we have remaining to the fullest. Besides well wishes, is there anything you would like before you depart?"
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So, with the distance at last being covered, Saerirra will cast Healing Word at 3rd lvl, and with Beacon of Hope active from Laievis, that's 16hp to Shorgreg. The rest of my turn is just maintaining Crown of Madness on the one random Dragonborn enemy, if it's even still alive.
Saerrira channels her healing powers, and combined with Laeivis's, heals Shorgreg, who FINALLY stops bleeding, and starts moving again. His hand immediately grasps his Hammer, and he starts slowly and painfully getting up (OOC he had 1 Death save left...)Meanwhile, the possessed Dragonborn blocks a few of his Allies way to the holes, attacking them.
BAD GUYS TURN
The Dragonborn and Kobold Army plow through the one with the Crown of Madness, effectively trampling him to death as they completely retreat from the Battlefield.
You can all hear the remaining Dwarves exalting .
"For the Three Peaks! Hurrah!"
The Airforce, circling around the Battlefield, sounds the Horn of Victory.
THE BATTLE IS OFFICIALLY OVER! CONGRATULATIONS, TEAM1, YOU HAVE DEFEATED THE FORCES OF WRATHMAW KEEP!...FOR NOW...
"Wrathmaw wielgic vur osvithic shafaer nomeno kear!"
Saerirra shouts to the scrambling enemies. She pats Laievis's shoulder gently.
"We did very well today, all of us."
She glances to each of her teammates with a warm smile.
"The victory came with a heavy price," Laievis was not pessimistic by nature but death of two eagles and countless dwarfs hit him hard. "I am honored and proud of being part of it - and part of our group. But now it's time to help those who still lives." He let the eagle to land and went to offer his service as a healer.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
"Of course. I will help you with caring for the wounded."
In addition to healing, Saerirra will use Mending to repair clothing and armor as much as possible as well.
Peshley lands and quickly dismounts. She head straight toward the Dragonborn she had put to sleep and ensures they are securely bound.
As the Battle winds down, the Airforce lands, and the Riders start helping the Dwarves on the ground, with Saerrira and Laeivis acting as head Medics, tending to the wounded.
Peshley ties up the sleeping Dragonborn soldiers.
Shorgreg limps towards the Party..."Who...in Moradin's Name...are you?"
Commander Seleth Belian lands next to Gorlahk.
"Good work, Corporal! Praise the Gods for those Dwarven Mercenaries, it looks like they saved us all..."
He takes a quick glance at the post-battle carnage around him, and mumbles a quick Elvish prayer, shedding a tear as he sees Saerrira's Eagle dead on the ground.
His mourning is quickly interrupted by a Messages, who flies in from the sky, which has considerably calmed down.
"Sir, a message from the Jarl!"
He looks at the scroll, sealed with the Hammerstorm sigil, and smiles
"At last, the Jarl seems to see reason! He's calling the Banners, and a full Mobilization! We must fly back to the City, and regroup at once! Take the wounded Dwarves on the Eagles, so they can recover at the Temple of Meryn!"
"Sir, Yes Sir!"
He turns to the Party.
"It seems your presence has been requested as well. Looks like the Jarl is finally taking you seriously. Its about time, given your bravery in this battle. The 15th Squadron shall always be in your debt."
Every rider salutes the Party, all in unison....
"We will proceed immediately," assured Commander Laievis on behalf of the party (not really thinking but doubting anyone will say "no" to personal invitation from Jarl). If he was allowed, he would do it on his eagle (giving the ride to anyone in need).
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Saerirra will briefly take Commander Seleth's hand in hers.
"I am sorry. The enemy had chose to fire all of its arrows at me in one volley. There was nothing I could do for this beautiful animal."
She takes a few moments to say a prayer for the eagle, then turns back to Seleth.
"I assume we shall see you when we meet the Jarl?"
Peshley addresses the commander. “My Eagle is yours to use as you need. It seems my mount has followed me, despite trying to leave Pony behind.”
Pony gives Peshley the equivalent of #facepalm....at first, but quickly warms back up to her.
And the Characters may now use the Eagles at will.
(Is Cade still the other creature?)
After landing Cade changes back into himself and starts to look for Ellethy as well as the rest of the group.
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Yes, but at this point he can change back anytime
Ellethy reappears on Cade's shoulder. She cries, as she contemplates the massacre around her. "I've...never witnessed, or ever been a part of such violence..."
The remaining Dwarves mourn over their Dead, but rejoice to see Shorgreg alive. The Old Leader helps his troops gather the bodies to build a Funeral pyre, and together they prepare a short but moving ceremony. They also grab all the Ennemy bodies, and dump them in a mass grave unceremoniously.
As the Eagle Riders finish loading the wounded Dwarves, and prepare to depart for the City, a small raven with a message attached to it lands on Commander Seleth Belian's shoulder, cawing. The High Elf unwraps the small piece of paper, reads it, and looks up to Laievis...
"It appears you have been promoted...Commander Elreth, of the 16th Squadron...after the Jarl's banquet, you shall be expected to report back to the Floating Isles Alliance Command Center, in the Primordial Forest. The High Queen and her Advisers will brief you on further assignments..."
He smiles..."Looks like you're going home, my friend..."
BATTLE OF THE GREY VALLEY, FINAL CASUALTY REPORT:
ALLIES:
-32 Dwarves dead, 25 wounded (taken to the Three Peaks). 43 remaining
-1 Alliance Eagle dead.
-Commander Shorgreg Mc Kullick still alive
-Commander Pebbles the Brave taken hostage by the Forces of Wrathmaw.
-Airforce 15th Squadron mostly intact. 50 Eagles and Riders still flying with Commander Seleth Belian.
ENNEMIES:
-42 Red Dragonborn dead. 4 taken prisoners(asleep). 54 escaped
-2 Kobolds dead. 2 taken prisoners (asleep). 56 escaped.
-Artarxes of Emberdark: Status unknown
-Fanûk: Status unknown
-Thardax the Murderer: dead
Proud beyond words Laievis bowed to Commander Belian, then gave - now his very own too! - Salute of Eagle Riders: "16th Squadron will be ready to fly right after the briefing". On the way back Laievis flew on clouds - figuratively and literally. He was returning home indeed.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
(Is Laievis leaving the team now, or riding with us back to Three Peaks beforehand?)
(Looks like we are flying together, but once there - yes, he is leaving)
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
(Then, on the flight back....)
Saerirra smiles at the news of Laievis' newly granted title.
"Congratulations! A well earned reward, indeed. Shame you must leave us so soon. I will miss you, as will the others. Let us enjoy the time we have remaining to the fullest. Besides well wishes, is there anything you would like before you depart?"