A troop of angry Ogres
Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2004 7:08 pm
Ah... time to check on my crops, not too good of a harvest - mumbled Konstantin, kicking the dry wheat among the wasteland field.
- I seriously need to clear this field again to make the soil fertile...
Along comes Athian Corulas.
Konstantin greets him with a smile across his scarred face.
The two start a philosophical talk, like always in the old days...
Suddenly!...
Warrior instincts kick in inside both of them.
Wind...
Konstantin tenses and grabs hold of his dagger handles.
Flash!...
Athian concentrates and gets ready for action.
Sound!...
Explosions, fire spells, ice bolts - magic strikes cover the small plain where the two are standing.
Friends come closer together. They stand back to back.
The fire warlock and the dagger master.
They look around as they see a platoon of Ogres crawling out of everywhere!
An ambush!
20 angry Ogres with clubs and maces storm the castle ruins and the little restored Northerot garden-town.
The battle begins. Sylan, Sian, Irania, and a few orcs gather up in the vicinity.
Several casualties.
Konstantin commands everyone to evacuate, and jumps out of a pile of three ogres surrounding him. He retreats into the desert.
Athian climbs the castle roof and performs a stunning jump down into the middle of enemy croud.
Athian and Konstantin retreat to regroup and scatter the enemy around.
Before too long they make up a battle strategy and become the center of action. Athian throws fireballs around right and left, becoming a living firework of explosions, while Konstantin disassembles Ogres' guts with his daggerblades.
Sian takes out a few ogres at the flanks in the desert with his axe.
The mountains and the desert were checked after the battle properly, but there is still a chance that a few lonely ogres roam the forest.
Please, be cautious, citizens.
There is a possibility of a child victim. If anyone finds a dead or injured girl - please report to the walls or talk to Irania.
- I seriously need to clear this field again to make the soil fertile...
Along comes Athian Corulas.
Konstantin greets him with a smile across his scarred face.
The two start a philosophical talk, like always in the old days...
Suddenly!...
Warrior instincts kick in inside both of them.
Wind...
Konstantin tenses and grabs hold of his dagger handles.
Flash!...
Athian concentrates and gets ready for action.
Sound!...
Explosions, fire spells, ice bolts - magic strikes cover the small plain where the two are standing.
Friends come closer together. They stand back to back.
The fire warlock and the dagger master.
They look around as they see a platoon of Ogres crawling out of everywhere!
An ambush!
20 angry Ogres with clubs and maces storm the castle ruins and the little restored Northerot garden-town.
The battle begins. Sylan, Sian, Irania, and a few orcs gather up in the vicinity.
Several casualties.
Konstantin commands everyone to evacuate, and jumps out of a pile of three ogres surrounding him. He retreats into the desert.
Athian climbs the castle roof and performs a stunning jump down into the middle of enemy croud.
Athian and Konstantin retreat to regroup and scatter the enemy around.
Before too long they make up a battle strategy and become the center of action. Athian throws fireballs around right and left, becoming a living firework of explosions, while Konstantin disassembles Ogres' guts with his daggerblades.
Sian takes out a few ogres at the flanks in the desert with his axe.
The mountains and the desert were checked after the battle properly, but there is still a chance that a few lonely ogres roam the forest.
Please, be cautious, citizens.
There is a possibility of a child victim. If anyone finds a dead or injured girl - please report to the walls or talk to Irania.
