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Coming into the quarters of the Major, The Private knocks quickly and announces his presence. "Sir , Men have entered the Mountain, they have breached our defenses!". Gromlin quickly drops the paper and quill and grabs his helm and shield from its stand, walking past the Private he places his helm on his head as they go. Gromlin asks the Private how many have gathered? "Two men Sir, One using magic , the other unknown, But we still have men up top trying to keep them at bay."
Walking through the passage Gromlin swings his blade around loosening his wrist and shrugs preparing his shoulders for the blows upon his shield. As they arrive at the hidden door he pushes in a small block somewhat discolored from use. A creaking is heard as the old wall begins to maneuver the bricks so that they might head into the chambers. Men were preparing for the two intruders gathering in their squads behind pillars and wooden barriers. He knew the barriers would not hold up to the magic these men were using. Specially if they had already made it past the original defenses.
Barking orders to prepare, Gromlin and the Private ran down the stairs and through the door to where he heard yelling. The two men were enjoying their victory over what they had felt was easly won, yet that had no clue what was coming for them now. As Gromlin headed down he popped a bottle of a liquid thick and purple, his body dissolved into the area making himself disappear. Soon as he saw the two men he struck down on the man with a glowing aura surrounding him.
The man yelled quickly to the other to run, but the private was to quick, he slammed the man's partner in the back with his blades hilt, knocking him over and taking the wind from his lungs. As the Private dealt with the one trying to escape Gromlin slashed his sword into the magic user. But alas he was quick with his words and a Brilliant flash of light blinded the dwarf making him unable to see. "Private stop the magic user he blinded me!" , The private quickly left the man he had knocked the wind out of and began to fight with the caster as he began to scream prayers or magic words, which at the time either meant death if they failed to stop.
The private deftly smacked the caster with the blade and pierced his side leaving a open wound flowing with blood as red as the sun is bright. The man howled in anger and using his own blade thrust it into the private, but merely a flesh wound was caused. As the light within the dwarfs eye's receded he could now see what was happening and attacked the caster. They began fighting with him exchanging blades, the sound of steel clashing as more of Gromlins men began running down to hall to aid the Major.
Both intruders began to make a run for the door leading to the mountain pass, the Major , private and other men in tow. It was not for long though they must have felt relieved, for as they exited they were struck by numerous crossbow men who had taking up replacement positions. They began to panic and as they did , their time was near. One cast a spell and became invisible to the naked eye, unable to see him Gromlin attacked the non caster, along with the Private who in fact finished him off with a blade to the neck. Cutting the mans jugular , he fell to the ground gurgling blood and holding his neck.
The other began to run for what the Major could tell as the private began to throw axes in the direction leading away from the mountain. We were unable to capture the man as he went but atleast we had our trophy, one had dropped his blade either before falling to us, or as he ran cowardly down the hill for his life.
The private had no doubt done well this day and was recommended for promotion that night to his superiors for such valiant work and for aiding in the stopping of their intrusion.
Walking through the passage Gromlin swings his blade around loosening his wrist and shrugs preparing his shoulders for the blows upon his shield. As they arrive at the hidden door he pushes in a small block somewhat discolored from use. A creaking is heard as the old wall begins to maneuver the bricks so that they might head into the chambers. Men were preparing for the two intruders gathering in their squads behind pillars and wooden barriers. He knew the barriers would not hold up to the magic these men were using. Specially if they had already made it past the original defenses.
Barking orders to prepare, Gromlin and the Private ran down the stairs and through the door to where he heard yelling. The two men were enjoying their victory over what they had felt was easly won, yet that had no clue what was coming for them now. As Gromlin headed down he popped a bottle of a liquid thick and purple, his body dissolved into the area making himself disappear. Soon as he saw the two men he struck down on the man with a glowing aura surrounding him.
The man yelled quickly to the other to run, but the private was to quick, he slammed the man's partner in the back with his blades hilt, knocking him over and taking the wind from his lungs. As the Private dealt with the one trying to escape Gromlin slashed his sword into the magic user. But alas he was quick with his words and a Brilliant flash of light blinded the dwarf making him unable to see. "Private stop the magic user he blinded me!" , The private quickly left the man he had knocked the wind out of and began to fight with the caster as he began to scream prayers or magic words, which at the time either meant death if they failed to stop.
The private deftly smacked the caster with the blade and pierced his side leaving a open wound flowing with blood as red as the sun is bright. The man howled in anger and using his own blade thrust it into the private, but merely a flesh wound was caused. As the light within the dwarfs eye's receded he could now see what was happening and attacked the caster. They began fighting with him exchanging blades, the sound of steel clashing as more of Gromlins men began running down to hall to aid the Major.
Both intruders began to make a run for the door leading to the mountain pass, the Major , private and other men in tow. It was not for long though they must have felt relieved, for as they exited they were struck by numerous crossbow men who had taking up replacement positions. They began to panic and as they did , their time was near. One cast a spell and became invisible to the naked eye, unable to see him Gromlin attacked the non caster, along with the Private who in fact finished him off with a blade to the neck. Cutting the mans jugular , he fell to the ground gurgling blood and holding his neck.
The other began to run for what the Major could tell as the private began to throw axes in the direction leading away from the mountain. We were unable to capture the man as he went but atleast we had our trophy, one had dropped his blade either before falling to us, or as he ran cowardly down the hill for his life.
The private had no doubt done well this day and was recommended for promotion that night to his superiors for such valiant work and for aiding in the stopping of their intrusion.