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Turn Forty-Two
Brief Recap: Last turn the adventurers encountered the dark female who destroyed the city gate. Part of that turn and your statements of intent are included in this turn. Seige of Heklamar Bibi checks the sky. Seeing quite a few clouds in the area she casts call lightning. Her target is the female and any others that maybe close enough. Once the first bolt has struck she will access its damage either continue to target the female if it seem to be effective or begin to target the rushing knights. [You can attack the figure here if you like, she is within missile range.] Those on the wall are stricken with a terrible fear, and many drop their weapons and flee. Some few unlucky soldiers lose themselves and leap from the wall to their deaths. The black figure points at the gate, and the tendrils stretch forth like a bolt of lightning. The gate is shattered by the blow, flaming splinters of wood showering the area. The ranks of the Githyanki knights now break into a dead run for the gate, and the entire ramp fills with their number with many more to spare. They take missile fire from the defenders but it will not stop them all. As the Githyanki knights approach the Gate, a Massive, several foot thick wall of stone, grows quickly across the entrance where the gate had formerly been. It meshes itself perfectly with the Gate entrance, repelling the initial attack by the tendriled woman and her minions. [Humphrey has cast Wall of Stone on the entrance]. "Runner!" Humphrey calls for a man-servant in the tower. "Deliver this message to the King and the Party at the Ballista. We must hold them off long enough for the receipt of my message. Now Go!" The man scurries away. Down below, Ghotu had been considering a cavalry charge to wipe the Githyanki off the ramp en masse, but that is no longer an option with the solid stone wall in place of the gate. The veteran fighter also notes that the killing field behind the gate won't be used. He wonders if the city has begun evacuation into the mountains. He can't leave the people in this city to get slaughtered. Ghotu feels a vague recollection, like deja vous. He has been in this situation before, looking out from a wall at an army of Githyanki laying seige. But the Githyanki are not known on this world, except to mages who read ancient history like Humphrey's master. The feeling gives Ghotu the chills. He shakes it off; there are more immediate problems to deal with. He looks at the demoralized humans, some of whom are fleeing the wall, and yells at the top of his lungs, "You curs! Man your posts! Now is the time to defend your people! Show the enemy that MEN defend Heklamar!!!" He calls to the captain of the archers, down the wall to the right: "Captain! Try flaming arrows on the bitch!" As the page whose duty it is to light the archers' arrows rushes down the line with a lit taper, lighting each man's arrow as he passes, the dark female looks at the tower where Humphrey stands. She points at the tower, and strange words of power can be faintly heard. Humphrey feels the tower begin to shake, and the balcony he stands on rumbles loudly. As he turns to move back inside the tower itself, the balcony separates slightly from the building and begins to break away, with Humphrey on it. At that moment, the flaming arrows of the archers are loosed. Like a hundred fireflies they arc into the air and descend toward the dark female figure. She sees them coming and tries to retreat, but does not escape their area of effect. Her tendrils block many of the arrows, but it appears to those on the walls that the flaming arrows drove her back somewhat. Immediately after that, Bibi's Call Lightning spell ignites. She raises both arms and calls down the lightning of her goddess, who obliges. A massive bolt of electrical energy descends from the clouds and strikes the dark female, only seconds after the barrage of flaming arrows is finished. The female reels from the charge. Then a second barrage of flaming arrows arcs toward her, and she retreats beyond missile range as the Githyanki knights race up the ramp beneath her. They are greeted with more arrows and more lightning from Bibi. Without the cover of the dark female or the magical purple barrier, hundreds of gith are again slaughtered on the approach to the gate of Heklamar. Humphrey and the balcony begin to fall. It is at least 150 feet to the ground below. Bibi sees Humphrey falling and wills her boots to care her to him as fast as they can. (plot point) She scoops him up and moves away from the falling tower dodging the debris. Very excitedly Bibi says "Humphrey, did you see that my lightning hurt her. Do you think I should go after her. I can feel its about strike again". She is looking for a safe place to set him down and staying clear of the wyverns. But see feels as though her boots were caring her much faster then the wyverns fly. (???) "And here all along you pretended you did not care for me child." The old wizard smiles at Bibi as he leaps from her arms into a freefall carrying him toward the walls of the Keep. As he approaches the castle walls, he begins to sway back and forth, landing gently on his feet [featherfall]. He then begins a barrage of lightning bolts of his own, aimed at the Dark Queen. Bibi can hardly believe his audacity. As she watches him land on the wall she can see that he appears to be casting a spell. But, she doesn't think that he can reach the dark one from his position. So, she begins to head toward her. Bibi is going to fly just close enough to hit her with her lightening and then she'll head back, all the while avoiding the wyverns. Meanwhile... Blade soars above the battlefield. Not even when he leapt from the Towers of Baal did he feel so exhilarated. The wyvern stinks a bit, but overall he wishes he had one of these as a mount. The other riders appear to be unaware that Blade is not a gith, and do not evade him when he navigates his beast beneath one of the enemy riders. He raises his Dragonslayer sword, and swings a wide arc at the belly of the enemy wyvern above him. The blade slices the animal's scaly hide like a hot knife through butter. It splits the animal open from sternum to anus, the sword slicing cleanly through the saddle strap as well. A mass of entrails dumps out onto Blade's head, covering his entire body. He shakes his head so he can see, and pulls a loop of large intestine off his shoulder, letting the mass of wyvern guts drop to the ground far below, following the dead animal whence they came. Some gith beneath him are showered with the entrails, one of them being knocked from his feet. Blade is covered with blood and gore and much worse, but he grins at his success. Pleased with his success, Blade intends to continue with similar attacks on the other Githyani wyvern riders until they become wise to his tactics and most likely attack him. He will try to position any attacks so that if/when he kills one of the wyverns, they fall on the advancing army below, hopefully taking out a large number of the enemy forces. If they (wyvern riders) begin to chase him, he will try to out maneuver them, pitting their larger numbers against themselves. Ducking out of the way, trying to get them to slam into one another, or into the castle walls, or flying at a catapult missile (boulders, flaming rocks, whatever they use) in midair, then ducking out of the way so that it strikes any wyverns chasing behind him. Blade was almost entirely in his goddess's' hands now. relying completely on random chance and luck. It was the highest honor he could give her and also the time when he felt the most alive. He did not fear. He knew that Lady LucK favored the bold, the risk takers, those who approached life with abandon...The sensible, conservative people of the world would never know such joy. They would most assuredly live longer, since Luck always runs out eventually, but their lives would not be nearly as daring.,,bards would never sing of their tales..children would never dream of emulating their exploiits. What is the point of living to be an old man if your days are filled with boredom and mediocrity?
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