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((This is gonna be a brief description of the raid carried out the other night, if u guys that were in it wanna add anything feel free))
The three capable members of the Skullcleavers' set out to join up with Killinar after having gathered their supplies and readied for the raid on the Cartel Hideaway. They marched to the tune of the dwarven war march being artfully whistled by their mute companion Axwhistle whome they had managed to finally determine his name after a thorough game of sharades. After some good march they entered through the archway of Aquor to see Kilinar waiting ready in his wellkept armor and axe slung at his hip.
Kilinar smiled as he saw the approach of his three dwarven companions. He saw they were well prepared as his eyes caught the shimmer of many enchantments and protections encircling them. After a short greetings he set to his own carefully performed arcane defences. The Four Dwarves, Clank, Shalemalus, Ironforge, and thier cheery companion Axwhistle all took on a more grim facade as they marched through the town of Aquor strait to thier destination the well armed and impressive dwarves were quite the site.
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Clank lead his axe in as it landed squarely in the lower back of the large thug himself and Ironforge had faced off against. A spurt of blood followed as he yanked his axe free to the sound of another arrow clanking unaffectually against the wards he had placed on himself. He turned his gore covered face to look up the hill towards the top of the mountain that they were still busily scaling in hopes of scoring a solid blow against the cartell in the name of Sundren and thier kin. There! he thought as he spotted the archer peak past the edge of a boulder overhead to let loose another arrow, obviously hoping to wear the dwarfs wards down.
The sounds of heavy armor clanking brought him from his stare to look at the source. Ironforge, having seen their opponent was felled charged steadily up the slope meeting the charge of a well armed and graceful bandit, who seemed much more than the prior rabble they had sent to an unpleasant end. Clank charged after his friend, his magically enhanced muscles easily pumping his legs in heavy armor up the slope towards his embattled companion. The strange glow in the air next to him he knew to be another of the squad, Ebannon the Runewizzard of many titles remaining concealed having expended most of his magics in warding the groups capable defender Ironforge.
Clank came in with a thrust of his axe to drive the tip into the well armed human, but found his axe turned by the deft hand of the cartel bandit. The man was no novice and held well against the Pair of heavily armored dwarves fury. Then feeling a sudden surge of energy and strength he caught the sound of a favored Dwarf War jauntie "Split them goblins an gnash them gnolls". The music carried magical influence which gave him and Ironforge renewed vigor driving the man into a defencive stance. The two dwarves worked together like wolves on the hunt each aiding in the others assault until as Ironforge reared back for a mighty overhead chop that would surely split the man in two. The bandit seeing his chance drove forward with his blades seeking the seemingly vulnerable dwarf and his blades with no more than an inch until they found the exposed joint in the dwarfs armor he squealed in pain and collapsed on one side as Clank's axe cleaved into the mans right knee. The bandits cries were cut short as Ironforges mighty blow split the mans face cleanly down the middle and passed out of his neck.
Ironforge grinned wryly and nodded a knowing thanks to his companion who understood the tactic and did as he knew he would.
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Having fought their way every inch to the top of the mountain they cautiously entered the hideout but were quickly discovered and the stronghold continued to fight the dwarves for every inch they tried to push on. They made swift work of the first floors defenders and with all the caution a dwarf could muster they clambered up the stairs to the second level to see to the missions completion. Easily containing twice as much resistance the progress was slow, and often being fought on two fronts as the bandits reinforcements cotinued to spillforth.
The three capable members of the Skullcleavers' set out to join up with Killinar after having gathered their supplies and readied for the raid on the Cartel Hideaway. They marched to the tune of the dwarven war march being artfully whistled by their mute companion Axwhistle whome they had managed to finally determine his name after a thorough game of sharades. After some good march they entered through the archway of Aquor to see Kilinar waiting ready in his wellkept armor and axe slung at his hip.
Kilinar smiled as he saw the approach of his three dwarven companions. He saw they were well prepared as his eyes caught the shimmer of many enchantments and protections encircling them. After a short greetings he set to his own carefully performed arcane defences. The Four Dwarves, Clank, Shalemalus, Ironforge, and thier cheery companion Axwhistle all took on a more grim facade as they marched through the town of Aquor strait to thier destination the well armed and impressive dwarves were quite the site.
****
Clank lead his axe in as it landed squarely in the lower back of the large thug himself and Ironforge had faced off against. A spurt of blood followed as he yanked his axe free to the sound of another arrow clanking unaffectually against the wards he had placed on himself. He turned his gore covered face to look up the hill towards the top of the mountain that they were still busily scaling in hopes of scoring a solid blow against the cartell in the name of Sundren and thier kin. There! he thought as he spotted the archer peak past the edge of a boulder overhead to let loose another arrow, obviously hoping to wear the dwarfs wards down.
The sounds of heavy armor clanking brought him from his stare to look at the source. Ironforge, having seen their opponent was felled charged steadily up the slope meeting the charge of a well armed and graceful bandit, who seemed much more than the prior rabble they had sent to an unpleasant end. Clank charged after his friend, his magically enhanced muscles easily pumping his legs in heavy armor up the slope towards his embattled companion. The strange glow in the air next to him he knew to be another of the squad, Ebannon the Runewizzard of many titles remaining concealed having expended most of his magics in warding the groups capable defender Ironforge.
Clank came in with a thrust of his axe to drive the tip into the well armed human, but found his axe turned by the deft hand of the cartel bandit. The man was no novice and held well against the Pair of heavily armored dwarves fury. Then feeling a sudden surge of energy and strength he caught the sound of a favored Dwarf War jauntie "Split them goblins an gnash them gnolls". The music carried magical influence which gave him and Ironforge renewed vigor driving the man into a defencive stance. The two dwarves worked together like wolves on the hunt each aiding in the others assault until as Ironforge reared back for a mighty overhead chop that would surely split the man in two. The bandit seeing his chance drove forward with his blades seeking the seemingly vulnerable dwarf and his blades with no more than an inch until they found the exposed joint in the dwarfs armor he squealed in pain and collapsed on one side as Clank's axe cleaved into the mans right knee. The bandits cries were cut short as Ironforges mighty blow split the mans face cleanly down the middle and passed out of his neck.
Ironforge grinned wryly and nodded a knowing thanks to his companion who understood the tactic and did as he knew he would.
****
Having fought their way every inch to the top of the mountain they cautiously entered the hideout but were quickly discovered and the stronghold continued to fight the dwarves for every inch they tried to push on. They made swift work of the first floors defenders and with all the caution a dwarf could muster they clambered up the stairs to the second level to see to the missions completion. Easily containing twice as much resistance the progress was slow, and often being fought on two fronts as the bandits reinforcements cotinued to spillforth.