Keaton soars to the ground directly toward the mortar.
He biffs it, falling headlong off his pegasus [failed!] He's okay, though.
A soldier jumps the fence but he fails his attack roll, opening himself to a deadly counter.
His nearby mate avenges his death.
The Liossan officer is cut down by an incredible overskill.
The officer attempts to cut down this crossbowman but he narrowly fails.
Keaton runs away from the dangerous Myrmidons.
"I do swear that I doth haveth a plan!"
Artor roars from the back of his dragon, "Upon the dragon! Hurry!"
The three closest soldiers are able to make it aboard (I treated it like a redshirt roll and it wasn't good).
Artor sets his sights for the tower.
After a slight hiccup...
... everyone lands safely!
The Liossans have taken the tower!
(But they don't win just yet, considering the possibility exists that it could be taken from them)
They quickly toss some bodies from the top.
The crossbows fire, but only this one can score a kill... on a helpless Myrmidon.
(I didn't get a picture, for some reason? But Artor attempted to don a razgrizzly costume to woo the Wulfing clans to his side but it failed)
Akhilleus is furious at the loss of a beloved Myrmidon.
He tosses his shield, helmet, and sword, for he must see far bla, bla...
He grabs the barricade...
And hurls it with all his might!
It slams into the melee
The Vasli officer and Liossan soldier are obliterated! [success!]
As the rest of the men form up, Akhilleus calls to the Trojan Grain Mill.
"Come forth and join the fight! There are dragons to slay!"
"I̴͇̫̐̍ ̶̻͉̭̀́̾͑̕̚l̷̹͚̘̎i̸̝͕̞͛̈́̋͋v̴̛̞̈̈́e̸̡͔̖̩͐̄̓̈͘ ̸̺̤͂̿̓t̶̠̐̍̀̀̎̈́o̵̱̹͌̂̏͗͠ ̷̲͕͍͑̇͑̂͜s̷̨̘̻̞̄̋ḛ̷̛̛̰̥̼̥̌̌̈́ŕ̴̖̯̝̫̓̔̋v̵̢̙̤̤̆͐́͒̌͝ȩ̷̢͈̩̖̦͒ ̸̧̯͍͓͕̦̅y̷͎͙̗̹̣̾͋̀̈́̚͝o̸̟̩̰͉̹̤͂̾̈ú̶̲͕̹,̷̢͇̰͖͉̐̅͑͑͝ ̶̦͂̈́l̵̯̼͕̜̊͌̅͆͑̂o̸̭̍̿̀͠͝r̶̘͔̬͜͝d̴̗͙̠͌̕," the Automoton's voice grinds from his empty helmet.
(I know you asked for more infantry but I thought I'd get you some teeth against a dragon)
"I̴̤̻͂̈̆̎̑ ̵̨̗̬͉̭̘̈͆͂͆̏͑ẃ̷̫̖͓͔͇̲͐̓̉̚͠i̶̘̭͎̣̒́l̸͎̲͛̐͛̒͘͠l̸̢͇̲̳̀ ̶̧̰͚͝s̵̡̢̥̳̿̐̿͝ĺ̶̤̏̆̇̾͋a̸̧͚̣̹̤̱͂̀͗y̸͓͉̤̹̌̐ ̵̪̟̤̓ţ̴̞͙̗̻̊̊͌́̈͘h̵͓̩̻̠̭̋͝͝é̸͜é̴͔̫̠̺̽̑͐͂͝ͅ ̷̥̼͓̬͂͝f̶̱̗̮͂̓̒ó̴̮̞̭̦̋͒͠ř̴̡͍̯̬̰̬̇͐̕͝ ̷͚̟̪͙̅̐̊̈́́̈m̸̨̨͎̬̠̼͋̊̋ÿ̷̖̗́͋̊͘ ̸̢̬̥͕̮͕̎͋̏̈́l̸͚̺̾͋̔̆o̵̧͙̬̺̬͑͆͑r̴̨̖͙̟̦̞͊̅d̴̢̖͚̈̈́̚ ̶̡͈̍̆͘A̸̢̰͓͉̤͂̌k̴̗̹̈́͊͗̕͜͝h̴̰̪̼̋̿͐̾̋i̵̢͙̪͉̓́̅̑l̷̨̘͈̗̻͇̇̌͑̆l̵͉̺̖̜͊͊͛͒̚̚e̷̖̯͔̤͍͗̀u̷̦̼̺̥̤͐̽̾̚͘͝ś̵̬̼̹̉"
The Wulfing clansmen charge the lingering attorneys.
As axe blades fall against unarmed junior attorneys, Cartwright simply chuckles. Partners never face consequences for their actions.
"Ah, sad to see him go, he had such potential," Saul says with a sigh. "Shall we adjourn?"
The clansmen hardly notice that the attorneys vanished. There is booty!
"What's in the tent?" one of them asks with a mouth full of turkey leg.
"A key!" the man shouts.
It's the key to the tower!
"My lord!" a breathless horseman shouts as he thunders onto the field, "We came as soon as we heard!"
Vasluxia receives reinforcements!
"We have arrived," two veterans announce at the same time, "to fight and die for our lord Artor!"
Overviews
Kills:
Liossa: 12
Vasluxia: 5
Archohellenium: 5
Wulfing Clan: 2
