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Due to the inherent controversial nature of raiding the surviving Slitherscale, I will keep myself and those involved anonymous in this telling.
Early in the morning I set off with my friend to go raid upon the lizardfolk. Well equipped and ready I cast my wards upon him making him Halfling sized and resistant to all the lizards’ attacks. Turning myself invisible to keep from the gaze of the hexers, I followed along behind as in his usual fluid dancing way...he cut them down in a flash of steel, moving as a blur.
We stepped out as the wards began to wear off, catching a breather as the lizards did the same. As we rested loll and behold another friend comes up, perhaps having the same idea.
She was a Halfling as well as a practitioner of arcane, so after a short discussion of who wards what, we set upon the lizards again. This time two pint sized blurs of steel flying into them cutting down all whom were not torched by their own hexers.
After falling back as the wards wore off and the lizards went beyond our reach we rested and went in again. About half way through a Halfling popped out of the bushes and joined our fray. While he was not able to equal my two friends without my wards upon him he did quite a number on the lizards he came close to.
And we rested again
With the death squad complete we the three charged in fully warded, weapons blazing flame, and cut the entire lizard force down in but a few minutes, I could hardly keep up.
We fought them again and again there forces always falling back within minutes, sometimes seconds of our entry, the lizards dead were piled high.
It ended all too soon as the latest arrival had to depart, it was not the same without him.
I am left with the memory of those little blurs of steel however...
////OOC I took Pictures
Early in the morning I set off with my friend to go raid upon the lizardfolk. Well equipped and ready I cast my wards upon him making him Halfling sized and resistant to all the lizards’ attacks. Turning myself invisible to keep from the gaze of the hexers, I followed along behind as in his usual fluid dancing way...he cut them down in a flash of steel, moving as a blur.
We stepped out as the wards began to wear off, catching a breather as the lizards did the same. As we rested loll and behold another friend comes up, perhaps having the same idea.
She was a Halfling as well as a practitioner of arcane, so after a short discussion of who wards what, we set upon the lizards again. This time two pint sized blurs of steel flying into them cutting down all whom were not torched by their own hexers.
After falling back as the wards wore off and the lizards went beyond our reach we rested and went in again. About half way through a Halfling popped out of the bushes and joined our fray. While he was not able to equal my two friends without my wards upon him he did quite a number on the lizards he came close to.
And we rested again
With the death squad complete we the three charged in fully warded, weapons blazing flame, and cut the entire lizard force down in but a few minutes, I could hardly keep up.
We fought them again and again there forces always falling back within minutes, sometimes seconds of our entry, the lizards dead were piled high.
It ended all too soon as the latest arrival had to depart, it was not the same without him.
I am left with the memory of those little blurs of steel however...
////OOC I took Pictures