(G577 14/12/2024 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT, AP, AD) YI34

 

(G577 14/12/2024 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT, AP, AD) YI34

[Fenrir, Reinward and Irritator have been given the task of destroying the port of Dulok on Fashib by Princess Senel. So far they have killed a dragon and rescued a magical maiden. They are now a bit stuck on the best way to rid the world of this pirate port.]

DAY 662 (24th Nightal)(December) cont ...

And so they had already had a grand morning arsing about in Port Dulok. They'd killed some guards, some standers by and set fire to some houses. So far so... good?

Meanwhile, my morning started with Fang coming to ask how his new friends were getting on. He'd conducted whatever business he had had and was after rejoining the fun.

I scryed Fenrir, got a fix on his location and risked a teleport. Happily it all went well and I dropped Fang off and then went back home. I would have liked to have helped, but I had a lot of jobs backing up at home for the wife and baby.

Before I left they asked me for some advice. Well, I have a real dislike for pirates after what they did to my friends at the Lost Refuge and as I had already killed off crews of three pirate ships as part of my revenge I was all for putting Dulok Harbour out of business. I advised them to do some scouting first, get the lay of the land first, get to know the big names in town, locate the slaves, that sort of thing. I think it fell on deaf ears though as it didn't involve volcanoes, krakenses or hordes of boars.

I left them arguing amongst themselves. In the end they put Fangin charge. She had a look about and noticed the other bridge, further down stream from the first one. There were Snake Heads guarding this bridge too, so they attacked them.

Daggers in the dark, Eldritch attacks were the order of the day again, with Fang charging into their midst wielding her axe. Fenrir used some Walls of Flames, and the chaos arrows fell everywhere making the melee very confusing.

Fang's left arm was turned to stone by an arrow, but other than that, another 20 tren were defeated.

An ogre looked at them from the other side of the bridge, but did nothing. Fenrir flew into the town and started hosing down the crowds from ten feet up with his demon magic.

Reinward shouted at him to stop, maybe remembering my advice from before, but unfortunately for him it was all unraveling.

Fang wandered over the bridge and into a pub. Fenrir was merrily blasting away at another squad of Snake Heads further into town. 'Why don't we go to the Temple?' he suggested, using their magical communication gems.

Maybe they ignored him, or they couldn't hear him over the screams. Fenrir came south and started setting fire to the buildings in the southern quarter of the port.

Reinward threw up his hands and went to join Fang in the pub. Fenrir burned more of the town, flying around the roof tops in full view of everyone. This attracted the attention of a local wizard known as Plimpo the Insane. Plimpo attacked with a fireball, but Fenrir hit him with an Elditch Spear in return and the wizard teleported out in a flash.

Fenrir continued burning the town. The denizens of Dulok ran around, fleeing the flames and sometimes firing up at him with bolts and arrows to no effect.

Another magic user attacked, a powerful dark elf sorcerer known as Tathdriirn the Bright. They traded spells, and the victory went to the dark elf as he hit Fenrir with some sort of death spell. Fenrir, just barely breathing, had enough energy left to teleport out.

Meanwhile, the pub that Reinward and Fang were sheltering in was starting to go up in flames. As they stepped out, Tathdriirn landed nearby.

Reinward skulked into the smoke and confusion, but Fang stood her ground as the dark elf approached her.
'You cut a fine figure, shrouded by fire,' he remarked to her.
'Would you like me to take you away from all this?'
'No thanks,' she replied.
'But I must insist!'
'I'm gunna show my falchion up yer arse,' she said crudely.
Tathdriirn realising he was dealing with a lout, sniffed and flew off into the smoke filled sky.

There were other people about that had not been killed by the fire and I suspect that the spell that had nearly killed Fenrir had been a Banshee's Scream.

Between the flames and the Scream, another two hundred denizens had been slain. The three of them met up again at the upstream bridge and Fenrir burned it down. He then did the other one as well.

Having at least made a start on destroying the town, in the most clumsy, ill-organised and cack-handed way possible, they teleported back to the dragon's lair, cracked open the hamper and had some lunch.