Score One for the Good Guys

23 April 2008-

This week, we decided to send a message to the nomadic steppe raiders that have been plaguing Jeff's cousin's territory. We sent eMike's Ellyllon to reconnoiter the area from the air, since we figured that waiting for them to attack would make sure that we were always too late to do any good. After flying around for a bit, he located a small band of them preparing to camp for the night in a copse of trees several hours' ride from the town we were in. We did a quick night march, and arrived at their camp a few hours after midnight.

We crept in quietly, and were mostly in place when Bruce's centaur's armor caught on a branch and made some noise, alerting the sentries. While it was not our original signal, the sentry's yell worked for us, and all of our ranged attackers opened up with bows, crossbows, and stone missiles. After the first volley, most of their sentries were down, and our front-line fighters charged in to get the nomads who were struggling to get up. It was short and brutal, but satisfying. Highlights included Jeff and his new favorite battle axe ("Lucille"- as in "you picked a bad time to cleave me, Lucille"), Brian's flash spell (always popular with the crowds), and Craig's acrobatic leap off the head of a rising nomad to stab another. Their leader was impressive primarily for lasting three rounds before going down beneath the centaur's hooves, and for getting in their only actual hit on one of us, but he still ended up dead. We then left one alive to get word to the others, and called it a night. Score!