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Thursday, 10 July 2014

That Fateful night Part II

That Fateful night Part II



  • Having recovered a large quantity of abandoned loot from the Goblins after breaking the resistance at first encountered as the Goblin fought to hold on to their loot Crindar decides to split his force sending all the second levy under the command of the chief priest of the True back towards the town whist bolstering his forces with those of the northern land holders households the majority of whom are a horse before pressing on with his pursuit of the Goblin main force
  • In the small Rural inn in Southern Neffaria chief of D'rek Hielax wakes in the middle of the night and wonders if he should take the very amenable inn wench he entertained himself with tonight with him to the new posting as Goblins are hardly likely to have such comforts even for honoured guests
  • The reconnaissance in force from the Goblin caves arrives at the Fair and spotting the new defences to the north side of the road quietly move around in a broad ark to the south unseen.
  • In the north of the County the Goblins stop retreating as they have reached a set of fields and small stone built animal enclosures that they have made into something of a redoubt for themselves. Initially charges by the mounted men of Vayham drive off the screening wolves and dog riders who scatter east un pursued for fear of a trap
  • In the centre the forces of the Goblin warlord Benaxerak, break first through their own screening forces and then the overstretched defenders of the main ford across the M’Alvern Stream, most of whom they ride down before they can make it to the relative safety of the town.
  • In the south the Goblins besieging Sir Dalan’s men and the last of the counts mobile reserve seem content to surround them and contain them in the half burned abandoned Thorpe of Erinhanam.
  • Crindar the tall launches an attack on the goblin redoubt, believing that this will be the decisive battle he has been seeking all night. He surrounds it and assails it from all sides, even dug in Goblins are no match for well equipped me at arms.
  • The Goblin King of Ghul Dvax, unleashes his own trap as he leads his personal bodyguard into the fray armed end equipped with the best of the dwarf made gear his predecessors looted from the strong rooms of the Dwarf city the fight is bloody but the king closes his elite well they are all proven fighters and the arms of Men are no match for the finest that Goblins can steal.
  • The Goblin reconnaissance force strikes into the Faire from the unprotected south causing considerable damage to the faire before the defenders can be mustered and they flee triumphant before the threat of retribution.
  • Goblin warlord Benaxerak throws a screen of forces around the town and the Count who was snatching a few hours sleep is awakened and calls out the militia to the walls. The goblins do not launch an assault but are content to surround the place out of bow shot.
  • Violet who caught up with the raiders before they arrived at the north wall and has been following them as they swung around to the south acts as they flee after their raid having positioned herself in a tree in their likely line of retreat, she shoots until her quiver is empty and there are no living goblins form the raid then she takes the ears of all of the ones she slew and recovers her arrows this will buy her a word with the innkeeper she thinks.
  • The convoy of recovered loot wagons gains the sight of Vayham and seeing the town beset the chief priest of the True rallies the tired northern militiamen escorting it to attack the Goblins and allow them to gain the safety of the town
  • A very few of the men of Vayham manage to cut there way out of The King of Ghul Dvax’s ambush and none unwounded or with honour intact for all left friends and allies dead or wounded on the field to the mercies of these strange Dwarf armoured Goblins and most now believe the stories circulating in Vayham of a Dwarf having roused up the goblins to be true.
  • Benaxerak’s Siege artillery and the company of Hobgoblin siege engineers cross the now cleared main ford over the M’Alvern Stream as more of his foot forces move forward to reinforce the forming encirclement.
  • The Attack by the force lead by the Chief priest of the True breaks through to the north gate, which the defenders open to allow them and the carts to enter only to be forced to slam them shut again when more dog mounted goblins arrive and almost ride in thought the open gate under a hail of arrows some of which punch thought even the palisade atop the wall let alone the poor armour of the defenders and the escort. The Goblins recover the majority of  their loot dragging the abandoned carts back out of bow shot whooping with triumph
  • As the Goblin attacks begin to abate with the approach of dawn. The remains of Sir Dalan’s men and those he came to relive bed down in the houses of the Thorpe before working out what to do next
  • Dawn begins to rise on a grimmer day after a grim night
  • In his comfortable bed in the small rural town inn in southern Neffaria county  D'rek Hielax muses on the conundrum to bring true order one has to spread a little chaos first and considers what to have for breakfast

be continued……….

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