‘Nice.’
Strength SaveD20 + 8 = 24 (16)
Adam, struck against his side and shield from an unknown force, slid towards a tree. He braced himself against it, his thighs ag from slowing him down, aurned his head towards the creature, a familiar creature. A lizard the size of a tiger with scales all across its back, seemingly made of sto’s stone scales matched the armour the porters wore.
Battle OrderD20 + 1 = 5 (4)
Fighting Spirit: 3 -> 2Health: 69 -> 74
Attack - Wraith (Advantage)D20 + 10 = 11 (1)D20 + 10 = 19 (9)Critical hit!Wraith: 3 -> 2Mana: 16 -> 15Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 2D6 + 9 = 26 (2, 4)(1, 1)(3, 6)26 damage!
Attack - Wraith (Advantage)D20 + 10 = 15 (5)D20 + 10 = 27 (17)Hit!Wraith: 2 -> 1Mana: 15 -> 14Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 2D6 + 9 = 32 (3, 5)(4, 5)(1, 5)32 damage!
Onward Soar: 1 -> 0
Attack - Wraith (Advantage)D20 + 10 = 15 (15)D20 + 10 = 27 (19)Hit!Wraith: 1 -> 0Mana: 14 -> 13Ability: Divine Smite4D6 + 4D6 + 4D6 + 9 = 55 (2, 4, 5, 5)(3, 4, 5, 6)(3, 4, 5, 5)55 damage!
Attack - Wraith (Advantage)D20 + 10 = 11 (1)D20 + 10 = 25 (15)Hit!Mana: 13 -> 12Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 9 = 24 (1, 4)(5, 5)24 damage!
As though carving a cake, Adam’s magical axe cut across the kurabara’s neck, dropping it near instantly as the creature tried to ram him against the tree. The half elf in purple marched forward towards the other beasts, which had smmed against the farmers, almost f them into the tower, where the awaiting Hope was ready to strike, before his axe sliced against their sides.
He cut one kurabara’s neck so deeply its head dropped to the floor, before he marched to anrabbing its head as it rammed against Remy’s shield, slig down through its skull, allowing it to drop beside him. He gnced backwards to see the Iyrmen had also cleaved through the creatures with ease, the dozen or so creatures finding themselves dead in almost an instant.
Victory!XP Gained: +50XP: 15 050 -> 15 100
The farmers watched as the death filled the nd around them. The Hope and Rays were ready to assist, as kurabaras were awkward to deal with, but apparently Adam by his lonesome could kill eae with a single blow, while the Iyrmen around were eager to sughter the creatures.
“The soldiers are not sending out routirols,” Jaygak said, ing Great Moon, gng across the death they caused as though it were a minor invenienbsp;
“They are weary of the vilgers,” Jurot replied.
“The loyalty of the vilgers to the order must be taken into sideration,” Kitool added.
“Let’s split the kurabaras the same way we did before,” Adam said, gng towards the Hope and Vasera, who had remai the ready, though hadn’t dared to step forward to deny the Iyrmen their fun.
“Okay,” Jurot replied.
‘…’ Remy exhaled, gd the half elf had e to assist him when he had. Within his armour, he would have been far more eager to fight, but most of the group had stripped out of their armour, ready to retire for the night, though there were a few still in their armour for first watch.
‘Did they punch a kurabara to death?’ Cobra thought, her eyes going from Kitool to Faool, the pair having used their staffs, but also their fists.
‘My back hurts,’ Adam thought, stretg out his back, feeling a bruise at his side where the kurabara had crashed into him.
Stone Sword remained silent, having been ready to draw his bde, yet having o do so. ‘…’ He had no idea the group was this vicious. His eyes fell across the Iyrmen, who held greater abilities than he expected.
Brittany pulled out the arrow from the kurabara’s eye. She ed it, noting it was still good enough to use. ‘That was a good hit…’
The group tiheir jourhe deaths of the kurabaras but a blip. They carried the kurabara bits as they made their way towards Red Oak, choosing to ignore Ever Green.
The minor fort overlooked the road from atop the hill, allowing them to see from miles all around. It was made of raised earth, thin wooden logs settled within the earth formed the walls, and several towers with archers kept an eye on all angles.
The soldiers here wore thick mail and wielded longspears and shields, though the archers wore lighter , and carried with them longbows and shortswords at their sides.
A horn thundered as the group approached, before a guard shouted at them. “Halt!” The guard gred at them through his helmet. “State your name and your business!”
‘Right…’ Adam gowards Vonda, who stepped forward to reveal her status as a Ray.
The ander wore full pte from head to toe, with a rge cape, a deep pink with a hint of purple. The carvings against the ander’s full pte revealed her allegiance, and her family. At her side she wore a longsword, the hilt a pale pink ribbon. She removed her helmet to reveal her pretty face, the young woman’s lightly tan skin only amplified her pearly white smile ariking green eyes, which were almost like the first bdes of grass one would see after the snow.
“I see you have gaihe title of Ray,” the ander said, smiling a particur smile. It was a smile which held the slight touch of suspi.
“I am Ray Vonda of Life’s Rose,” Vonda replied, fshing a smile. “It is good to see you are in good health, Lady Marcia Peachgrove.”
“I hold the title of ander now, Ray Vonda. It is good to see you are well too.” The ander’s eyes remained focused on the Ray. She had allowed them to pass through, and as far as she khe nd knew of the group and the pany they kept. “Your caravan has increased…” The ander’s eyes fell across the Hope and the Rays. ‘…’ Then her eyes fell across the figure who was obviously the Golden Savage. ‘…’
The soldiers reised the Hope and Rays, and some even reised the Golden Savage and the Laughing Hyena. Whispers fell through them, the rumours spreading through the camp like a ripple within ke.
‘What?’
“The business of the United Kindom has expao include these children, who are currently sidered VIPs.”
“Vee eye peas?”
“Very important people,” Vonda replied, still smiling politely.
ander Marcia slowly bowed her head, gng across the group to find a peculiar figure. “You are the new Marshal of East Port?”
“I am Marshal Fisher Bck,” the Marshal replied, clearing his throat awkwardly.
“Marshal… Stone Sword?”
“Yes.”
“What are you doing here, Marshal?”
“I’m merely keeping a on the business,” the Marshal replied, deg against saying more.
“May I ask why the Hope and Rays have e to our fort?”
“We are esc the children to the business,” the Hope replied.
‘…’ The ahought about the ret reports she had received. She had heard word that something had happened i Port retly, that the Marshal of the East had been moved. ‘That was Marshal Benjamin, was it not?’
“May we ehe fort?” Ray Vonda asked, holding out the gem worth one hundred gold. “It has been a long travel.”
“I would not deny a Ray,” the ander said, accepting the gem, her eyes upon the group as they entered.
The Hope he nearby woman and the group of archers settled within the fort. Hope Willoroached the older woman, who stood up and pced a hand over her heart.
“How may I assist a Hope?” Sir Katherine asked.
“I merely wished to give my greetings, Sir Katherine,” Hope Willow said, removing her helmet.
Sir Katherine had though she wasn’t the same Hope. “It is my honour to meet you, Fourth Hope.”
Hope Willow smiled. “I will pray there will be no more warring across the nd, for your arrows will certainly bring much death.”
“I am also sorry that such death may occur.”
“I have heard only good things from the Third Hope of your abilities.”
“It was my honour, and my pleasure, to assist Hope Lily during the ret cshes against Aswadasd.” Sir Katherine wondered what the Hope was doing with the group which had returned, noting the fellow in purple, and the grandchildren of Mad Dog. ‘Why is a Hope travelling with the grandchildren of that man?’
As evening fell across the fort, the children stared at the soldiers. The previous fort they had passed through were filled with general soldiers of Floria, the elite squads having bee elsewhere for the moment. However, even these children had heard of the Whirlwind Arrows, some of the best archers across all the nd.
“Wow…”
“It’s the Whirlwind Arrows.”
“Yeah, the Whirlwind Arrows!”
“They says the ander’s the daughter of the Storm Petal Knight!”
“Whoa!”
Brittany heard the group speak of the archers with such reverence. ‘Should I ask for that petition?’
Lucy remained silent, noting the look on Adam’s face. The young half elf was sitting, his arms crossed, deep in thought.
‘Kurabaras aren’t that strong,’ Adam thought, but in the same way that a tiger wasn’t strong pared to an Iyrman. ‘Should I pick a fight with the Whirlwind Arrow?’
He g his Omen.
2, 20
‘I don’t eveo look at the target…’
‘Adam,’ Lucy thought. ‘Please stop thinking whatever you’re thinking!’
I really did roll that much damage...
