Two footsoldiers charge straight up into the waiting spear of their foe.
They cut him down, as his last-stand feat failed and the damage overcame him.
The King's strike lands true and fells the Elfen King's horse, his blade shining in the dying sunlight.
The King's attending footsoldier attacks a nearby elf, but the melee goes nowhere.
The engineer reaches a fallen bow.
The shot kills an elf.
A Lion crossbowman blasts his foe point-blank in the face. His brother nearby fails to hit.
Three arrows launch from the wall and embed themselves in the wizard.
But this crossbowman fails to harm his target.
The Elfen King succeeds on his feat, his beard growing strong by sure force of will and strengthening his armour. He charges the Crown King.
His fury strikes hard. The Elf headbutts his foe and intimidates him with the righteousness of the Elfen Beard. The Crown King is wounded.
The Crown King strikes back, wounding the Angry Elf with an expert sword blow.
His victory is short lived. The Golden Sword falls to the dirt as the Elfen King lands a mighty blow. The Crown King falls lifeless.
Nearby, an elf kills the Crown footsoldier.
The Elfen bowman misses, and an angry staring contest begins.
The Adventurers advance swiftly, the Barbarian looting a helmet along the way.
The Rogue shoots a Lion crossbow.
The Last Crown buries his axe into a Lion, clearing the path into the Citadel.
HIs prize for being the first into the fortress is many arrows in the back.
Tired of the stalemate, the Elfen bowman charges the engineer. Their struggle is short and vicious.
The Elf succeeds in tearing the engineer's throat out, but he succumbs to his wounds just a few feet away, propped up against the barricade. He dies cold and alone.
The Rogue sprints up the wall, trying to reach the bowman atop.
She slips, hitting the ground hard. The fall may not have killed her, but the flurry of crossbow bolts that followed did.
Elves and Adventurers draw blades.
The Barbarian and an Elfen footsoldier are slain.
With few options, the Elfen King offers something few Adventurers can refuse... a quest.
They march away together, but to what end?
The Battle Ends.The Lions have held their ground, the Crowns have been crushed, and an unlikely friendship was created between Elves and Adrenaline Junkies.
The Final Carnage.
Thanks for playing! I hope everyone enjoyed the game. Special thanks to this group of players, lots of creativity in orders and feats. If they aren't mentioned in the turn write ups don't fret, I ran them mechanically but I didn't take notes while taking pictures so little things like that didn't always make it into the write up.
Until next time!
