Session 22

  • began as conflicting ideas were shouted across the battlefield, are we killing or knocking her out? cried naraaku (who personally preferred the first option)
  • The Kalidnay templar was trying in vain to gain some level of control over tybia as his guards swarmed her, each time however she would let forth a blast of fire, bathing many in magical flames that only extinguished when they expired
  • His hulking mul lieutenant called forth a primal roar and charged into the fray and with the flat of his blade struck tybia across the chin, you could see visibly the hurt and anger boil across her face
  • narissa’s repeated calls to tybia to resist and to fight back seemed to fall on deaf ears as she pulled forth the orb and once more defiled the land, draining all nearby of their precious life
  • Then there came two strangers to the fight, one a middle aged man, bald with a large beard, a small light circling his head and runic shapes etched into his forehead. He wore robes that looked far more ancient than his age would dictate, and the other a tall and muscular dray, wearing full battle armour and carrying an Alhulak (flail with grappling hook at one end, a favoured weapon of many a gladiator). Both looked slightly out of place in this world (with the exception of the old mans pale complexion) and immediately the old man spoke ‘kalid-ma leave this girl at once’.
  • the guards looked nervous and tybia/kalid-ma replied that he was in control and that they would all bow down to him
  • the dragonborn joined the combat and seemed at least to not be on the side of the templars which was enough to ease the battered and tired combatants minds
  • the fight continued as one by one the soldiers dropped as tybia lashed out with her uncontrollable power
  • the templar again tried to exert control over her but she would not budge, edging away to the rear of the field where two silt skimmers were standing
  • back away or i will destroy you all, tybia screamed in the demonic/draconic voice
  • then, a shot from solzak hit the orb clean from her hand with pinpoint accuracy, causing it to fall onto the sand. Tybia then started convulsing and screaming as if in conflict with herself, you could hear the cries of the young girl petrified for her life (and soul).
  • Narissa ran forwards and grabbed the orb from the clutches of the soldiers and the mul standing by, but then instantly was struck by the strength of Kalid-ma’s spirit, for having leeched from Tybia and her victims life force he was far stronger than he would have been when Tybia first encountered the orb and engaged narissa in a battle of wills.
  • Dark tentacles of black shadow crept out of the orb forming clawed hands that grasped around her neck causing her to choke and her eyes roll back as it infiltrated her mind
  • Naraaku quickly acted and saved narissa from her fate by knocking the orb once more onto the ground, this time at the feet of the mul, giving a fiendish grin of satisfaction
  • Seeing this Orsk riding rex quickly lept up onto a nearby house where the crodlu was able to get a good vantage point to pounce onto the mul, knocking him out of the way to enable the mount and rider to stand defiantly over their prize.
  • The soldiers moved in to Tybia now collapsed and weeping on the floor with swords out ready for their final order when Eben, bravely fought through and shouting them down was able to snatch Tybia from certain doom and sling her on his shoulders
  • The templar was knocked over as the dray fought bravely with the group as the strange old man used psionics to pull the soldiers away from causing harm
  • The templar, gasping for breath called forth the ‘kalid-to’ and then from out of nowhere 5 black clad soldiers, in full helms and carapace armour carrying huge greatswords descended on the group
  • Their swords pointed at the group the Kalid-to demanded they surrender and come quietly, of course the group had other ideas and the fight took on a new level of tactics as the Kalid-to seemed to be able to slip in and out of thin air easily to avoid being pinned and popping up behind a warrior to expose their weaknesses.
  • Fortune was with the comrades however as two of the five soldiers weapons shattered during the fight, easing the beleaguered defenders in part
  • With a distraction presented the templar got up from his prone position and made a break for the silt skimmers nearby. He managed to get on board and man the controls before orsk and rex charged and cleaved him from the top, sending him flying to impact against a nearby building and fall down stone cold dead.
  • Seeing their commander attempt to abandon them the morale of the enemies was shaken. The remaining guard broke from the group and made a run for the skimmer, this time managing to get it moving. Naraaku however saw this and strung two arrows to his bow, calculating the distance as a true hunter following his prey and let them go with whispered words of the kill. The arrows flew high through the darkening sky but perfectly balanced to fall directly into the skull of the guard killing him instantly and stopping the skimmer in its tracks
  • The mul lieutenant fought long and hard but eventually Eben’s persistence and strength prevailed and the mighty warrior fell crashing to the ground, with Eben triumphantly taking his runic axe as his own
  • Outnumbered but not broken the Kalid-to fought on until only 3 remained and they withdrew, running for the second silt skimmer. One of them started it moving as the others ran along the side before leaping up
  • Orsk set off in pursuit, riding alongside and bringing his hammer down on the hull, rocking the vehicle as it picked up speed
  • Narissa, Ali, Eben and the dray follow, with naraaku coming from the back of the field to catch up
  • Eben leaps onto the skimmer to try to get it started while the others catch up, the skimmer carrying the Kalid-to speeding further and further away. Eben stares blankly at the machine for a moment, frozen with bewilderment as he realises he has never piloted one before. The Dray muscles in however and takes over so that Eben can concentrate on the fighting
  • The two skimmers race off leaving Solzak, Yakala and the psion in the relative peace of the deserted battlefield. Solzak sets to looting the bodies and decides the templars clothing and token of office may well come in handy in the near future
  • Orsk continues to keep pace with the skimmer, swinging again and again trying to disable it, as the kalid-to lash out with their greatswords to try to take him out. The other skimmer is far behind but not so far that naraaku cannot loose off a few well aimed shots, which he does to good effect
  • Finally after a brutal attack from Orsk and Naraaku the main rudder of the skimmer collapses, bringing the vehicle to a lurching stop just outside the village…

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Session 22

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