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Dusk, 22 Miles North of Scalescrossing

Within the tall reeds of the grassland just to the south of the enemy encampment, the first squad of legionnaires awaited their commands. Sid was absolutely furious. Of the many places that the Black Guard could have set up base, it had to be in the middle of yet another storm. Not just any storm though, no, simple rain would be too much to ask. It was one summoned by Heliotheris' Roar. A minor ability gifted to every Thane, the Roar created a supernatural thunderstorm that hindered any who entered it but the Children themselves. Not only did that make for a massive terrain disadvantage, but that also meant that at least one Thane was present. A Child with even more power than normal. Sid sighed and cleared the frost rimming around the lense of the scope on her wallarmbrust.

The halfling was shivering, her lips were blue and with teeth constantly chattering she was sure that she had nipped her tongue at least twice. The air-tight live-leather somehow did not protect against the bone-chilling cold that accompanied the rain. Through her scope--which fogged over every few seconds or so--Sid caught glimpses of the reinforcements that were supposed to liberate Scalescrossing tommorow. It may as well have been a mist-laden night for all she could see though. Sid glanced back at Achiru, Pel, Qinn, Faera, Beelzes, Liliana, Turha and Gurgen. Her squad consisted of the lighter members of the vanguard and those with the greatest ranged capability, as always. Steriotypical that the halfling got the inherently weaker-yet-clever...er...squad, but who was she to complain? Sid slipped a small black disk from her pack and pressed it to her lips.

"General. Visibility is poor at best, and the rain points to a Thane amongst the enemy. As for numbers, I managed to count one-hundred before they shifted around too much. Only one-fifth of them were Children, I think. Even with the golems our chances of harassing them too badly without being encircled, overtaken in flight or sustaining casualties..." she allowed the sentence drop there, letting the meaning of her words sink in. The response over the sending stone was immediate.

"Have your men spread out and blend in with the darkness. They may not be hindered by the rain, but the darkness hurts them as hard as it hurts us. Most of us can see in the dark anyhow. Spread out, and in a thirty-count, start peppering."

Sid grimaced and flexed her numb fingers. She gripped the stock of her crossbow and relayed the orders to her troops. "Start moving, I want a semi-circle around the camp, at least thirty meters inbetween each legionnaire. If any of the enemy units get within twenty meters, start kiting them until you meet up with the legionnaire to your right. When you here the first shouts of alarm, start firing."


Wrath's position and that of his team were much closer to the enemy body. They had a much better reckoning of the numbers than Sid did. Roughly thirty two-man tents had been set up by the dragon forces, the Children of Fire standing full-time sentry duty due to their immunity to the consequences of exhaustion. All in all, there was only seventy to eighty troops, barely a third of which were cultists. Wrat, crouching in the grass just ten feet away from the nearest tent motioned for his soldiers to huddle in close. The rain would quash any sound more than a foot away, so there was no threat of being heard.

"Alright. I count eight of us who can see well in darkness. Duran, that includes you. Just shift into something...make it fast, we want speed more than anything. Caine, pair up with Ferka. Sarish, you come with me. You two will serve as our eyes for anything further than ten feet out. Kisikoni, Neira, Talae, Alistair, Thanaros, and Mikana. You all will, for the most part, have some autonomy in this mission." Wrath unlaced a small black satchel from his belt and dumped the contents onto the ground. Around fifteen thin-necked vials of a violet liquid glistened in the low light. Within was a non-lethal, but extremely fast acting toxin: Snakesglove root extract. "Coat your weapons with this. The rain won't wash it away, so don't worry about that. We're aiming for speed here, so all you need is a nick and the count of three before your opponent is having sweet dreams.

"We will be spreading out and entering as quickly and silently as possible, the longer we keep our presence a secret, the more damage we can cause. Immobilize as many soldiers as possible before that happens, then switch to lethal force. By the time they can find even one of us in this murk you should be near the center of camp. Make a mad dash for Sid's squad and we will be done." Not really. Wrath had no intention of retreating, for he was certain that his men could take the entire reinforcement army down on their own. Unbeknownst to all bar Sid and the Mialee twins, the golems were lying in wait for assistance.

He felt the sending stone stir and received a brief message from his appointed captain, which he summrily dismissed. Wrath nodded to his fellows, ran the dripping vial over the edges of both of his tiger hooks and took up a ready position. "Go." like a gust of wind the bardic general was off. Using the speed-enhancing enchantment of his armor, he literally tore through several tents and slashed into nine soldiers, two of which were Children of Fire before the first bolt from Sid's crossbow smacked into the temple of one of the cultist sentries. No alarm had been raised yet. Wrath turned to find his next victim and continued the assault.


Castle of Nihalistrix the Black

With a throaty growl Helm brought his maul around for another swing, one that pulped the chest cavity of a Child against the wall. The marble structure cracked around the point of impact. There would be no time to marvel at this feet of strength though, for the next five cultist leaped down from the balcony above and brought their own weapons to bare. Airn, the elf, as well as Hanali the female lamia brought down two with a pair of well placed shots while Owen levelled a crimson wand at another. There was no somatic or verbal activation, but a moment later the Child he had aimed at exploded into a fine red mist and soiled robes.

The last two circumvented the brutal lamian warrior and charged the haggard-looking nightmarian. One of the cultists could have sworn he had seen that woman in the dungeons not too long ago. Helm disregarded the pair, marking them as dead. He was well aware of what Yan'vega was capable of. The mercenary captain inspected his left arm, which was blackened in some places and hissed. "I'm not sure if any other squads know about us yet, but Mass is going to end soon. We need to hurry."

The others were well aware of this, but the fact being put into words made the mercenary company steel themselves further. They advaced with all haste down the corridors heading towards the cellar where freedom was located. Just as they turned into the hall where the cellar was located however, a score of Children just released from the Black One's sermon turned the corner as well. Their initial suprise wore off once the strangely-garbed halfling shot a gout of blue flame and a lightning bolt at some of them. Helm resisted the urge to roar in frustration and brought his weapon down in a blooddy smash. The deadly combination of elf and lamian archery layed low a few of the Children before they could even draw their weapons.

They left a gap in their forward formation that blocked the hallway, one for Mercy to fill at her earliest convenience.