Focus

[Brian]

Lammermore's group is in a tightly clustered formation.  The dreadmarch begins to spread out as soon as the archers begin firing.

[Ginrai]

Ginrai looks for the largest cluster of Dreadmarch soldiers that are nearing Lammermore's group and casts his spell on the middle of that.

[Brian]

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<Ginrai> roll 3d6 for a nice surprise
<Chibi-Suu> them bones was tossed for Ginrai ... : {13}

A charge of electricity flies from your fingertips, and strikes the ground a little to the side of where you were aiming.  Coils of electricity writhe in a 32 meter diameter, crawling up the bodies of the Dreadmarch soldiers like electrified serpents, sending out crackling, actinicly sparking spawn to leap from soldier to soldier.

A lot of them fall.  You're dizzy and breathless when the work is done, but there's a lot less moving dreadmarch in an area about fifty meters across.

You've lost count of how many were killed ... which is kind of a scary thought.  Even scarier is the fact that they keep coming.

[Ginrai]

Ginrai checks what's taking place on the battlefield.

[Brian]

It looks like some big armored ogre with a sling is pissed at you for wrecking its army.

[Ginrai]

"Good news and bad news, guys.  First, the good news: my attack did a great deal of damage and I've found tonight's general.

"The bad news is that he seems rather angry and aiming a sling towards this tower."

Turning around, Ginrai starts to run towards the exit.  "I suggest we get the hell out of here."

[Brian]

Devin grunts.  "This tower needs to be protected," he says.  "Can you do nothing to protect the tower?"

The archers start unloading towards the dreadmarch general.  They seem to be echoing the action of about fifty other archers, though, and the arrows all tink off its armor harmlessly.

[Ginrai]

Ginrai turns back.  "Actually, I can," he replies and casts Force Wall.

[Brian]

The air in front of you and around the top of the tower weaves itself into a solid screen, just in time for you to see the orc whirl his sling, and hurl it at you as hard as he can.

He probably would have hit you, but the projectile is reflected harmlessly off of the force wall you've set up.  Your own archers hesitate, then return, firing over the shield at the Dreadmarch.

[Brian]

The ogre is shortly enveloped in a whirling melee with Sir Breke, Bjorn, and Sir Lammermore.  When it's over, the ogre dies, and the moon rises, turning the remaining Dreadmarch on the field into dust.  After that, the defenders all retreat into the keep.

[Ginrai]

Ginrai sighs in relief.  'That went rather well.'

He heads off looking for Bjorn.

[Brian]

Servants are confused at first, but after a while, direct you to Lord Kevin's office.

This thread now merges with Successful Mission.