>>1917395
>H.Navy
Stop killing our navies you giant squidward ass looking nibbas!

>>1917395
H.

>>1917395
K. Time for loans

>>1917395
>K.Trade & Finance

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It is Jurias, Year 816.
What's been happening in the last few years?
Well, in 812 Empress Wave Petros declared war on the Rhoznaxi Caliphate - after two years of war against Rhoznax and Zhongian, the Pantheonic Alliance was making gains in Setyrias, but was taking losses in Hajatas. While Akeshizu expanded into the islands of the sunset sea, annexing the Kingdom of Selaven, the war on the continent was a slow-moving, yet bloody one. A peace conference was called by the Serene Celestials - the Draconic gods of Zhongian - during which attention was brought to the threat in the west. On the continent of Ranelirda, the catlike Felinkot had invaded the bird races of the Avorei in the name of their gods - the Vast Ones. The Caliph of Rhoznax, who revealed himself to be the Old God Dark himself, explained that he was the last of his kind still uncorrupted by the Vast - the rest having been imprisoned in various locations, most of them unleashed upon the world. The goal of Felinkot the war against the Avorei is to free the Vast Old God of Light. The Dark Caliph exposed Wave as a servant of the Vast, but before her trial could begin she made her escape into the west.
A ceasefire was struck with the Caliphate and former enemies turned their attention to the common threat in the west. We have fought off two of the Vast Gods - Earth and Wind - with the aid of the Pantheonic Champions - a band of varied adventurers, knights, priests and others, heroes chosen by the Gods to wield their power in the Mortal World. During the last battle, the armies of Roggar and Orlaeg struck at a Felinkot army commanded by Wind, the God having posessed the body of the titan Ahinashada. The great battle ended with the Champion of Stoman entering an avatar form and striking down Wind.

Now Roggar commands the largest Pantheonic army in Ranelirda - with our allies having taken significant losses and the beasts of the sea having deprived them from reinforcements. It is Roggar's decisions on that war front that will have the greatest impact.

>>1917395
>K.Trade & Finance

The House of Lords assembles to discuss matters pertaining to finances - what do you propose?

>>1917583
Take loans from the Imperial Bank to prop up tge war economy.

>>1917600
supporting

Throw in loans from other sources, warbonds and wathever else that can get us some shekels for the war effort.

>>1917600
>>1917583
this

>>1917600
This

>>1917600
>>1917607
Supporting

>>1917600
This

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We've petitioned for more loans from the Imperial Bank, now under dwarvish and gnomish management. We're granted money and bonds with which we may purchase resources needed for the war - primarily metals - coincidentally, the dwarves of Petrekshan and Kragnaal still have a surplus of those even with the war's toll.
In other Setyrian news, a political crisis in the Grand City of Ezirin led to riots, the assassination of the Grand Council and all-round turmoil in that Imperial Principality. The Emperor gave permission to the other Principality - that of the Minos Mountains - to send forces to intervene and bring order.
The first fleet that was sent from Kamborash, bearing reinforcements, suffered harsh losses at sea and few reached Ranelirda's shores.
The high elves are constructing a portal that will link their homeland to the Avorei Empire - the Ranelirdan side is being erected at Freedompath, one of the major cities in Orlaeg's Holy Mountain region.
Akeshizu has reported that their fleets have successfully been combatting the abyssal feinds, while their army has landed on Orlaeg's eastern coast and is marching towards the mountain front.

What should we do?
A.House of Lords turn
B.War planning
C.Perspective/Raid
D.Other

>>1917758
C.

>>1917758
>C.Perspective/Raid

>>1917758
>C

>>1917758
C.

>>1917758
>C.Perspective/Raid

>>1917758
C

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The next batch of reinforcements for Ranelirda are getting ready to sail out now - if you want to send something or someone from your faction along with the next 20k Royal Roggarian soldiers, say it here. Consult me if you want.

Now, on to matters in Ranelirda. While the armies have their own movements, not all problems are suitably resolved by applying a hundred thousand swords to them. There's a few points of interest that we could pursue with small, but elite units.

There are plans for a major naval engagement - the Akeshizu have provided us with a sea route to the elusive Torrentas isles, known for years as a den of piracy - now believed to be the center from which the Vast of Water operates.

The Caliphate has told us of one of their newer findings - two former associates of their regime that we are familiar with, both having switched sides. Namely, those are the necromancer Whitesnow, who the Aurileni also have a high bounty on, as well as the demon warlord Charron. Charron is believed to be somewhere around the Corvonni front, while Whitesnow's company is believed to be operating in Safolok, which is to say closest to the bloody Lowlands front.

Another place of interest is the northern front - the Norse and Buhowli are buckling under pressure from the armies of Ice and Earth, but now that summer is in its height we stand at the best chance to combat them according to some of our allies. Aside from Winter elves of Greskulm - whose treachery has been confirmed without a doubt - Eternians have also been spotted as active troops on the enemy's side on that front.
Which of these special missions seems most deserving of your attention now?
A.The Torrentas - "Chasing waves"
B.The Lowlands - "Death before surrender"
C.The Crowlands - "Smell of hellflames in the morning"
D.The Owl front - "Best served cold"
E.Other

>>1918027
>D.The Owl front - "Best served cold"

>>1918027
A.

>>1918027
D.

>>1918027
>D.The Owl front - "Best served cold"

>>1918027
D

>>1918027
D

>>1918027
>C.The Crowlands - "Smell of hellflames in the morning"
Fucking demon dick, I'm gonna get ya one day

>>1918027
D

As for who I'm sending, whilst Korl has arrived, it is decided that the one going to the Owl front is Lee and, surprisingly, Kogal, who has arrived on the front himself. With his lieutenant, Kogal wishes to finally join the fight. With the Ashen Prince imprisoned, the only one left is the Whitevayne.

How about a combined option? Your characters on the spot are mostly in the Holy Mountains region; Closest by are the Lowlands, after that it's the Crowlands and then the Owl Front. The Torrentas are out at sea.
You could form a raid party that gains (and, most likely, loses) members as it goes north, going through one mission to the next.
A.Sure, let's make it a full route - Lowlands, Crowlands and then Owl Front
B.We could check out the matter in the Crowlands as we're heading for the Owl Front
C.Just go straight for the Owl Front
D.Other

>>1918187
A

>>1918187
>A.Sure, let's make it a full route - Lowlands, Crowlands and then Owl Front

>>1918187
>A.Sure, let's make it a full route - Lowlands, Crowlands and then Owl Front
Full tour

>>1918187
D - Let's do Lowlands and Crowlands

>>1918187
>A.Sure, let's make it a full route - Lowlands, Crowlands and then Owl Front

>>1918195
>>1918187
switching to A

>>1918187
A.

Now the important question - Who are you sending on this quest? Characters with optional followers from your faction. If you don't have any ideas, ask me and I could give you some non-Roggarians. The plan is to assemble an elite strike force that will grow as it travels and have as its goal the elimination of key enemy targets that can affect the outcome of the war.

tl;dr - Whomst yall sending?

>>1918240
Marcus himself
along with 4 mounted archive guards

>>1918240
I'll be sending Zalian with the holy branch of Divata Alongside 1 elite fang and 2 standard fangs, the elite one named David Neshandraron, and the other two being named Paul and Bunyan

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>>1918240
Ser Robert Armbruster, leader of the Order of the Boars and a renowned knight of Roggar will be joining the elite strike force. Along him will be Reimar Nomin, heir to House Nomin and Kolina aka "Baba", who have both participated in similar strike forces in Eternia,

>>1918240
My group will be composed of seven men...

The Hais are there to act as support in case any are too injured to fight; they wish to also get involved in the fight against Storm, as believers in the Old Ways.

Ser Nebuline and Ser Marles both join up; Marles is there to act as moral support for his lord, while Nebuline wishes to protect his friend and commander, Lee, from acting too rashly out of anger.

Lastly, of course, are Korl and Kogal. These two are going out of a desire for revenge, having arrived for that purpose. Whereas Kogal wants revenge for both his vassal and Persephone, Korl is there purely to destroy Whitesnow by his own hands. He is the last demon standing, and he will do this even if he dies trying.

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>>1918240
Brother Thorgal of the Knights of Juras shall undertake this quest.
He'll be accompanied by one squire.

Feyd-Rautha and Glossu Rabban of House Har-konnen shall also undertake this challenge. Both eager to prove their suitability to be the next baron.
And naturally, 1 maidservant to make tea and carry their bags.

>>1918240
Sending Belat and Taiwaz II Dragonscarred, Kaltor Damos
and 3 Praetorian guardsmen

>>1918240
Kodlak Drath, brother of Manneus Drath, and 6 nameless and expendable schmucks will go.

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>>1918240
Ser Always-Late Swift-Hands a renowned Knight-Mare pilot, along with his Knight-Mare "Ferrunis".

>>1918281
Forgot Lee. Why is he there? Revenge for his bloodline - he blames his family's misfortune on the Whitevaynes.

The Roggarian army will move in the same direction - at least for a bit. With the immediate threat in the Highlands cleared out, our army is better utilized elsewhere and the Dragoncommander has ordered it to move on to support the Lowlands front.

Give me three rolls for general stuff.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1918439
speedi

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1918439

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1918439

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>>1918027
1k knights of the Knights of Juras will go along with the reinforcements.

>>1918027
20k of the former Mountain army shall be sent over along with Sentinel Prime.

>>1918240
I know it's been an hour, but I'm just getting off work.
Gern Yoto, and the rest of a small squad (8) Kobold golemancers, 2 golems.

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It is the 19th of Jurias and our army, numbering about sixty thousand men, reaches the frontlines of the lowlands. We had no interruptions along the way, supplies and morale are in great condition.
The front, not quite so much. In some places soldiers are busy burying their fallen comrades, elsewhere their remains are burned to prevent the spread of miasma, while scavengers loot the battlefield. A terrible battle was fought here, one of many - the landscape is scarred, the ruins of towns and villages have been reduced to ash, cinder and the occasional upturned stone. A hellish landscape stretching for miles, across hills, forests and grasslands.


This front is primarily being held by the armies of Dahuntok, with backing from Orlaeg and Ondalia. Indeed, most of these people you're seeing are duckmen - both the corpses and the looters.
A.Find a place to set up camp and plot our own course of action
B.Link up with Dahuntoki command
C.Other

>>1918594
>B.Link up with Dahuntoki command

>>1918594
B

>>1918594
B

>>1918594
B

>>1918594
>A.Find a place to set up camp and plot our own course of action

>>1918594
B

>>1918594
B

>>1918594
Yum.
>B

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You make your way to the main camp of the Dahuntoki King. Plate-clad duck knights allow your leaders to enter the King's command tent where His Royal Majesty, Dahanald Dahek IX, is sitting on a cushioned throne chair. A medic just finished bandaging his wounds before being dismissed by the king of the ducks with a wave of his hand, a precious ring on every finger that can hold one.
"So you've seen it fit to come down from the high mountain and join us lowly soldiers here on the real battlefield, huh? Welcome, make yourselves at home." None of his generals laugh and the King groans.
"All right, sit down and tell me what you want and what you plan to do. I've held this front well so far and I'll keep holding it, but with your help we could turn this into a counteroffensive."

>>1918676
"What happened outside? How big was the attacking Felinkot force, and was there a vast one aiding them?"

>>1918676
"I plan to fuck shit up"

>>1918676
"Greetings king Dahek. Our great army is here to lend you assistance, as is appropriate for good allies seeing their friends in need of help.

As for me and my noble companions, we come here seeking the head of a certain character named Whitesnow. Have you perhaps heard any knowledge where we can find our prize and the body presumably attached?"

>>1918701
>>1918676
Lee speaks.

"Whitesnow is an old enemy, if we can take out her, the forces they have will soon wither in number. She was, oh, some kind of special lich last I heard. Along with reinforcements this could change the numbers in your favor."

>>1918676
"We have been sent here as an elite strike force that will aim to eliminate key enemy targets that will have an effect on the war as a whole. Besides us the high command has sent a further 60 thousand reinforcements now that the Mountain front has been secured. We would ask you to share the information you currently have on enemy positions,numbers and if there are any notable persons there. Our information shows that the necromancer Whitesnow has been operating in this area."

>>1918688
"Three of them have passed through this front - Wind, Flame and Earth. I hear you and your friends managed to kill Wind - that's great, means there's just...what, five more to go? Flame's currently busy with the crows, so if we go up against one of the Vast Gods, it'll be Earth most likely."
"As for how big their force was - bigger than ours for sure, and we had a total force of a hundred and fifty thousand - mostly my own."
"It's about half of that now, but I'm getting reinforcements weekly. The cats aren't endless, soon enough they'll run out of bodies to throw at us."
>>1918701
"Whitesnow? Who's that?" He asks one of his generals something and he replies in their own language.
"Oh, the corpsebirther. Aye, to make up for the lack of titans or gods, the enemy's been throwing undead at us. There is no shortage of material for them as you probably saw. I heard some Whitesnow character was behind it all - if you want to take her out, I'll send you some of my men to help. We may have recently stumbled upon their center of operations if these scout reports are true."

>>1918718
"So, with our men added to your own we got ourself a fine two hundred thousand, A fearsome force indeed should you desire initiating a counterattack.

Now, if you got the location of their lair, we would be most grateful for lending us your guides and some of your men. We'll make it quick and clean."

>>1918718
"Good we can send a force to end that woman's path of desolation and if Tormok doesnt show up, take on the Felinkot forces in the Lowlands."

"Well, all right. Sir Dowie and his company will tell you what you need to know."

You are directed to a plump duck knight sipping on some local swill. You tell him that you've been sent by the King and he explains to you that they know exactly where the witch is hiding and have prepared a raiding party.
Now you have to decide - what'll you do with your army and what'll you do with the raiding group?

>>1918768
I suggest we'll have our main army support the army of king Dahek, as he got 75% of the troops here his claim for supreme command is hard to challenge.

For the raid. I suggest we'll accompany sir Dowie and his raiders to the site. There he and his men will carry out a feint attack while our party utilize stealth to sneak in and eliminate Whitesnow.

>>1918782
Gern and his golems will be part of the feint.

>>1918782
this

>>1918782
this

>>1918782
supporting

Three Pantheonic Champions are nearby - they will all participate in the operation in one way or another - either helping the army or the raid group. The question is, which do you want to join the raiding party?
1.Mor's Champion - a goblin assassin, previous encounter with Whitesnow, good against undead and sneaky
A.With the raid
B.With the army
2.Drana's Champion - a gnome healer, her combat capabilities are mostly by way of her advanced crossbow, but she can keep her friends alive
A.With the raid
B.With the army
3.Juras' Champion - a dwarvish warrior-priest, hardy and able to both fight defensively with shield and hammer and offensively with a long sword.
A.With the raid
B.With the army

>>1918914
A
A
B

>>1918914
A
B
B

>>1918914
1. A
2. A
3. B

>>1918914
1A
2A
3B

>>1918914
A
B
A

>>1918914
A
B
B

>>1918914
A
A
B

>>1918914
A
B
B

>>1918927
>>1918914
Edit,
A
B
A

>>1918918
>>1918914
change drana to A

>>1918935
>>1918927
>>1918914
Editing again
A
A
A

The two Champions introduce themselves to you.

"I'm Morslieb Tombkeeper, Champion of Mor. I have a few of my followers around - some will help your operation. That's all." the goblin clad in black says.

"Hi! I'm Gwenella Yanick, I'm Drana's Champion and I'm happy to meet you all! I'll be helping you with your injuries and keeping you all fit to fight - healing, painkillers, performance enchancers, I have plenty of potions if you need them! I also have a team of cute helpers with me, my own students and friends - as long as we work together, we'll do great!" The gnome says. She keeps on talking afterwards, but it's less important pratter that most of you don't listen to much.

The Roggarians sent from the factions number 38, there's another twelve from the army as well. There's six Dahuntoki, ten high elves, five varied warriors from the Caliphate and four elites from other Pantheonic nations. The total force is under one hundred men and women.

The operation is set in motion - give me three rolls.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1919000
check those trips

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1919000
sped

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1919000

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1919000

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1919000

With the dubs, that's 188, so 62,6 average.
The army advances on the main enemy force while another feint group assaults a nearby position of the necromancers' camps - it's a small tent camp that eventually leads to a cave system where the witch herself supposedly is. And that's where you are headed - with Morslieb scouting the way forward, he's able to remotely communicate with Gwenella who can inform you on what he's seeing. The feint manages to pull away most of the camp defenders to one side - what you'll have to fight are those still in the camps and those guarding the entrances to the caves - there's some golems, some undead and some living, along with a few magic-wielders around.
It's a battle! Everyone rolls a d100, say what you'll do.

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1919023
Gregory, the one in the golem style armor adapted from the halflings, will start by fighting the smaller more humanoid golems.

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>1919023
I'll use nature magic to sprout roots from the ground, entangling and holding down magic-wielders and attempt to prevent them from being able to cast spells

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1919023
Ser Robert and Reimar will try and cut their way trough the undead and reach the magic-wielders, while baba protecc.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1919023
Feyd, Rabban and Thorgal will charge straight into the melee, seeking to hit the enemy as hard as possible before they're ready.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1919023
Kaltor uses casts fire bolts at those who look like necromancers hoping to take them out before they could raise anymore undead

Rolled 60, 24, 50, 22, 51 = 207 (5d100)

I'll roll against those who are present as it is.

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1919023
Smash golems

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>>1919026
These golems are remote-controlled - and as models they aren't all that advanced either. They're tougher targets than you, but you have superior speed, precision and control over your behavior and through that are able to destroy them one by one.

>>1919027
The sorcerers combat your roots with flames, keeping them at bay for now - but it's still a distraction of some sort that you provide.
>>1919028
With Baba's protection you're kept safe from the enemy's attacks - you get into the thick of the action where you're hacking and stabbing away at a large mob of undead.

>>1919029
You also join your comrades in the heart of the fight, where you are fortunate enough to be facing weak skeletal opponents - they can take some damage, but are predictable in their movements and you're whittling them down steadily.
>>1919036
Your magical attacks strike true - the sorcerers and warlocks, preocupied with other attacks on them, are overwhelmed by your magic.

The group has mostly cleared up resistance on the outskirts - you're now being ushered to move into the caves, where Morslieb and his two comrades are trying to hold off mobs of undead being sent at them. They're separated from you, having taken a defensible position, shielded by rocks on several sides.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1919023
Smash golems with the hammer!

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1919076
Go help Morslieb hold them off

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1919076
The fangs, alongside Calian shall now jump into battle! They begin to hack away at the undead using large bear claws. Calian on the other hand, will use several large vines to bash at the undead, hoping to destroy them.

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1919076
Only way to go from here is forward. Try and make a breaktrough.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>1919076
Feyd and Rabban will enter the caves, seeking worthy prey.
Meanwhile Sir Thorgal of the KoJ will assist Morslieb with holding off the undead horde.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1919076
Send fireballs to where the undead are heavily concentrated but not near my comrades

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1919076
The hordes of the undead need to be stopped - Kogal will join Kaltor in making sure the fire rises.

Rolled 30, 10, 82, 37, 96, 33 = 288 (6d100)

Let's see how you'll fare against the hordes of the living dead

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>>1919079
Countless skellies fall beneath your hammer.
You smash your way to him, reinforcing his position. The goblin nods at you with approval.
>>1919080
You're lucky in that the enemies you face are weak- easy prey for your claws.
>>1919081
>>1919082
>>1919085
You, on the other hand, land in the middle of a concentration of undead - and some of them are bigger, their skeletal mass being a tougher target as their crude weapons beat down upon you. Robert's left shoulder is dislocated by blunt force trauma. Feyd takes a spear through the calf, Kaltor gets stabbed in the right armpit with a rusty, possibly poisonous dagger.
>>1919091
Your aid is just in time for Kaltor's bigger fireblast, one that blew away the undead before him. Steadily, the skeletons are falling down and your path ahead is cleared, but you have some wounded among you. Thankfully, Gwenella is providing healing on the spot and the wounds you've gotten so far are nothing life-threatening - in fact, in the minute or so time you have to collect your thoughts and catch your breaths, the medics have cured all poisons, stopped all bleeding and activated rapid regeneration processes in your bodies. "You're all good to go!"

And it looks like it'll be needed - the path ahead is laid with traps and there's sorcerers and ranged fighters on the other end of the hallway that are shooting at you. There's no visible alternate pathways other than straight ahead either. The ranged fighters are protected by larger figures - it's getting tougher now!

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1919149
Traps are for nerds. Get to the mages and cut them down.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1919149
I shall now attempt to break out the people surrounded by the undead and support Kaltor's and Feyd's groups, seeing that they are under a lot of pressure

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1919149
Korl takes charge now, using his illusion magic to duplicate all on our side - without knowing who to shoot at, the enemy should be distracted and miss, if they can shoot at all!

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1919149
Go forward now!

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1919149
Use fire spells to suppress the enemies ranged fighters and give our forces time to make it across.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1919149
Feyd and Rabban, not desiring to step in traps or taking magic to the face, shall not charge in recklessly. Slow and careful for now.

Outside, Thorgal will continue to do his best defending the entrance with the others.

Rolled 1, 70, 71, 26, 41, 43 = 252 (6d100)

Traps, arrows and spellfire - oh my!

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1919149
Charge fuck them!

>>1919191
nice numeral there friendo

>>1919191
For that impressive get, I'll roll specially for ya

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1919158
Indeed, you determined, traps are for nerds - and so you just ran through them, ignoring the occasional jolt of pain. The path you carved was used by others to cross the hallway and engage the sorcerers.
>>1919165
You...you're not quite sure what you're doing, but you're doing it just fine. Those undead already died, so you turned your attention to new ones that needed breaking.
>>1919168
You're not quite sure what the results of your illusion tricks were, since it was you who ended up getting shot - once in the right shoulder, twice in the left leg. These wounds aren't fatal, but they do hurt like a bitch.
>>1919171
You go along the trapless path of heterosexuality, through which you reach your goal - ripe skulls to smash!
>>1919178
You chug a potion to replenish your mana and then keep on shooting out firebolts - enough surpressive fire to make some enemies take cover, lowering their own ranged output.
>>1919184
Feyd and Rabban follow behind the mor enthusiastic fellows, making it safely across the dangerous road.
Outside, Thorgal and his allies have their hands full holding off enemies who are trying to hit the raid group from the rear.
>>1919200
ree here it is

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>>1919191
You charge at the incoming enemies, breaking through them and sowing chaos in their attempts at forming ranks - you've avoided any serious damage so far as well.

Back in the caves, you've passed through the trapped hallway and are now fighting a force of golems, undead and strange warriors armored from head to toe - ward spells don't appear to have any effect on them, they are intelligent, yet the nature mages among you can sense that they're not quite normal living beings... They're all tough opponents, that's for sure.


Next round, now!

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1919267
Ahem. The nerds still seem to be getting the away. It does not matter slash in half anyone that comes in our way

>>1919267
My penis hanging low to the thoughts of woman with penises, I vigourously test the armour the strange warrior have. And by test, i mean complettely crush through it

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1919267
Having allowed the peons to absorb the brunt of the punishment, the Har-konnen siblings will now throw themselves into the fray. Both seeking to outdo the other in deeds of daring and heroism.

Thorgal, seeing no end to his enemies, will continue to hold his ground and hack away at the undead menace.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1919267
A couple golems do our smashing for us, go for the soft zambies.

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1919267
Calian and the fangs will focus on fighting these armored warriors and then seeing what's under this armor, perhaps it is some vast being.

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1919267
Mook and Lee start fighting so Korl can get some treatment; they both don't particularly care if ward spells don't work. That which is dead should eternally lie.

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>1919280
woops

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>1919267
Mook and lee look like their in trouble Kaletor will try and take some of the heat off them by distract the enemies they're fighting.

Rolled 94, 93, 96, 13, 56, 7 = 359 (6d100)

Counting them in the order in which the roll came, so Maple is last.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1919299
And a roll for you

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While the golems and undead are as predictable as ever, the strange warriors form up together in a tight formation, facing you in close quarters.
>>1919278
Your attacks are blocked by shields while longer weapons reply in kind, landing blows on you - some managing to punch througher weaker points in your armor. Both Robert and Reimar are wounded.

>>1919284
Outside, the undead seem to be an endless horde - wave upon wave, they overwhelm you with sheer mass as your golems are being felled one by one and you retreat to the cave entrance.

>>1919285
>>1919282

Together, you focus your attacks on the rightmost side of their shieldwall - managing to punch through their front ranks, you disrupt their formation in that end, causing the rest to reshape their line so as to plug the gap, leaving those you attacked behind - they give you a good fight, but you dispatch of them one by one.
Meanwhile, outside, Thorgal seems to be the one around whom the last defenders are rallying - his uniyelding will and great skill inspire those who'd lost hope to keep fighting. Wave after wave of freshly-raised undead are being sent your way, but Thorgal endures.

>>1919286
Your attacks on the shieldwall are replled and you, in turn, are also struck by their longer weapons and spells.
>>1919289
The armor is good, solid plate - which is to say, something you can SMASH! YOUR ERECTION IS BACK!

>>1919299
Your attacks keep the heat on the enemy for a while as they fall bac, but their retreat stops at a checkpoint - where you see your own spells evaporating. The mages nearby sense a powerful magical activity from behind the shieldwall.

And what of these strange fighters? Those who were isolated were picked apart one by one and could briefly be studied. Some had skeletal bodies, others - rotting flesh, while one of them had a completely healthy look to his...crow face. Of the five you've killed so far, three have been Corvonni.

Most of the enemy's rank and file in the caves are eliminated and now it's the elites holding the line while the masses outside try to reak in.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1919379
Baba finna protecc while Reimar and Robert rest up a bit.

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1919379
"Shit, I only brought 2 of the fuckers"
>Highjack their golems.

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>1919379
With the same strength as my throbbing penis, I (angrily of course) smash in such a way that the head would go back into the body of said test subject, while armor will protect against direct strikes, it will not prevent your neck from snapping.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>1919379
The Fangs will savagely charge into the elites, alongside calian, hoping to break this formation before the masses outside pour in.

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1919379
Sir Thorgal and the others will endure, their brothers in arms on the inside to be bought as much time as possible.

Feyd with his conventional longsword and Rabban with his enchanted longsword Lightbringer shall continue hacking away at the foe, the checkpoint shall be taken.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>1919379
Lee will carry on; for when the going gets tough, the tough get running! He will use his swords and aim for the vital spots for movement.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>1919379
Switch to using my short-sword while the spell-wall is in the way to cut down enemy fighters.

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Rolled 85, 70, 54, 48, 47, 9, 94 = 407 (7d100)

The strange warriors fight as an elite unit - gaps are made intentionally only so that archers and long weapons can get hits across quickly.

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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1919383
Spellfire from the enemy's side is deflected by Kolina's wards, while Reimar and Robert's wounds are healed - they're still just a bit tired and bruised, but they're ready to fight nevertheless.
>>1919385
Perhaps it sounded great in your minds, but the idea would not come to be - your kobolds made a frantic rush for some golems that looked like they could be hijacked, but you would never find out if it was just a pipe dream - spears and swords impaled your bodies before you could make it.
>>1919387
Your strength in all five limbs endures as your smack snaps neck after neck.
>>1919388
This time the trick didn't work - their shieldwall held and you got some light wound of your own instead.
>>1919392
Thorgal and his brothers still hold fast - the kobolds gone now. Feyd and Rabban throw themselves into an opening in the enemy formation and take two of the strangers down quickly.
>>1919397
When the Har-konnens opened a gap, you quickly utilized it! You slipped through and started stabbing and cutting at the enemies in their weak spots, at their flanks and behind them - some had to turn around to face you which only further weakened their formation.
>>1919403
You cross blades with a skilled opponent - a human, features not so dissimilar from your own, though parts of his skin have rotted away and you can see the bone in places after you knocked his helmet off.

From behind the shieldwall, sorcerous energies swirl around, aimed not at the attackers, but at the fallen defenders instead...At the corner of his vision, Lee sees an elf - without a doubt, the one they're here to kill - Whitesnow!

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1919453
Is that Whitesnow?????
Reimar need to get there and respect her!!!!

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1919453
I fucking 180 and moonwalk my way to whooping that Whitesnow's ass

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>>1919453
Whitesnow finishes her incantation. Seven short figures are protecting her - also armored across their entire bodies like those in the shield wall.
Among those warriors lying on the ground, a few stand up again, taking up their weapons and shields - slowly, their energy returns as they join the fight again. Not all, to the displeasure of their mistress, but some nevertheless.

"You...what is the meaning of this, Whitesnow?!" Morslieb shouts in anger "What have you done?"

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1919453
Thorgal and the others do what they can do, they hold the line.

Feyd and Rabban, seeing the grand prize within sight, both charge forward against the line of the seven dwarven defenders.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1919453
Switch focus to the newly raised undead fighting them with sword and spell.

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1919453
My group shall begin to carve a path towards Whitesnow, not actually engaging her but trying to clear a path so that everyone can start to fight her.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1919466
"YOU DID THIS!," Korl spits, small amounts of blood present in the saliva.

He drinks of his potion and tries to aim for the dwarves. First eliminate the smaller scum. His friends join him as he pushes forward.

Rolled 57, 76, 54, 28, 36, 74 = 325 (6d100)

The shieldwall will try to pull back to defend Whitesnow, who in her right will try to use ice to keep dangerous foes away while her seven dwarves hack and shoot at them.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1919462
Reimar is frozen to the ground - he manages to get free, but then gets shot in the thigh with a bolt.
>>1919464
You dodge an ice bolt and then smash a dwarf's skull in hard.
>>1919482
Thorgal still holds, as tiresome as it is.
Feyd and Rabban use their combined attacks to kill two of the dwarves before they can retaliate.
>>1919486
The familiar foe is easier - you hit them where they were already damaged, putting down two of the warriors.
>>1919493
Deciding on a humbler, yet importan role, you do well - you pull away several shieldbearers, stopping them from reinforcing Whitesnow's position.
>>1919495
A bolt hit Korl as he was drinking the potion. He gulped only part of it down, the rest being spat out alongside more blood. Still, he charged ahead, engaging one of the shieldbearers that had reached the dwarves.

Once again, Whitesnow will try to raise more of the fallen.

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Rolled 100 (1d100)

Two of the fallen dwarves get up, bringing them back to five. Of the taller warriors,eleven have yet to be felled, another six have risen again.

Morslieb gets angry. Very angry. Daggers won't do here - he draws his messer and increases the power in his body with body enchantment. Wards aren't needed either - speed and power will rule this fight!
Base of 25. New round starts, so you can act.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1919551
"Fuck, you, dwarves," he rasps, as he tries to grab the head of two and roast them entirely.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1919551
Thorgal, calling upon the strenght of Juras, continues holding the gateway with his few remaining brothers in arms.

Feyd and Rabban, feeling invincible, continues slashing away at the defenders, both of them seeking to be the first to engage Whitesnow and earn eternal glory.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1919551
"Not fucking again!!!"
Baba will protecc and try to het Reimar unfrozen while Robert takes upon the job of giving the respect.

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1919551
Morslieb is right, anger is the answer.
BY THE POWER OF MY JIZZBUCKETS OF ANCESTOR I CALL UPON THE POWER OF THE MARCUS, I CALL UPON ANGER TO AID ME AND MORSLIEDICK IN THIS BATTLE ANGAINST THE DOG DAUGTHER OF THE TWELVE HUNDREDS WHOREMOTHERS OF THE WEST RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

rage ass whooping now.

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1919551
With some shield bearers pulled away Kaletor will try shot fireballs at Whitesnow.
"Burn witch."

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>1919533
Seeing Mor's champion surge forward like this, Calian's group is gladdened that the pantheon and its power aids them, they shall charge forth, attempting to take the brunt of Whitesnow's attacks

Rolled 75, 100, 46, 38, 97, 2, 15 = 373 (7d100)

Things are getting high energy!

Rolled 75 (1d200)

>>1919551
Maneuvering into position, Morslieb throws his daggers and bombs at the enemy - less weight on him, more damage on them before he strikes in melee. Having picked up speed, he charged in at a speed no man or goblin should be able to move at - the speed of his legs could only be matched by that of his arms, swinging the messer with swiftness and precision, cutting down two dwarves and then striking at the witch herself - landing a cut that tore through her robes and made her bleed. Whitesnow backed away and frantically summoned ice walls between her and the goblin.
>>1919560
Meanwhile you tried to grab the dwarves by their heads, forgetting that dwarves are tough little bastards - they grabbed YOU by the hands and pulled you down for a joint headbut that may have made you lose some teeth. More blood coughing ensued.
>>1919563
Thorga holds his post - six comrades left by his side.
>>1919569
Baba protects and allows Reimar to get unfrozen, while Robert engages the last dwarf standing between him and Whitesnow.
>>1919571
You raged hard, but that didn't seem to impress two of the taller warriors - one's halberd hit you on the back, another's axe in the front, leaving you breathless and with hurting bones.
>>1919577
You found the best possible moment - your fire melted past an icy wall she'd put up and burned the witch across the left side of her face.
>>1919584
You're instead engaged by two of the tall warriors, taking light cuts from their swords.

Pressed on all sides, Whitesnow hopes for the best as she tries to cast a spell she'd been saving up for this moment.

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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1919630
"Yikes, this is bad! Make the shot count, Gwen" the gnome thought to herself as she rushed to aim her crossbow at the necromancer.
Base of 25

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1919630
I'll take out the warriors then, they must be defeated. The Fangs tear into them with their attacks, agile like a wolf yet hit like a bear. Calian attempts to entangle them with roots

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>>1919644
take a good breath and jump back quickly in the fight with obsenities only rivaled by Capitaine Hadock

>>1919644
FUCK YOU SHITTY FUCKING DICE REEEEE!!!
SER ROBERT WILL RIP AND TEAR THE FUCKING DORF REEEE!!!
REIMAR NEEDS TO RESPECT REEEE!

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1919630
"Enough, the fire rises you little shits."

From a distance, Kogal will begin using fire magic, aiming for the dwarves near Korl. The demon, too, aims for Whitesnow - he needs to finish her off, for Persephone...

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>1919644
"For the glory of house Har-konnen" the siblings shout, both throwing themselves at the witch.

Meanwhile, far away, Thorgal and his six comrades give their last drops of blood buying time.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1919658
fug me 2nd time today

>>1919659

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1919669
:(

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1919630
"That was for the Lady Persephone and so is this."

Seeing the Witch attempt another spell Kaletor tries to disrupt Whitesnow's concentration by launching a series of fireballs at her.

Rolled 79, 50, 57, 11, 57, 9 = 263 (6d90)

Three bolts, loosed in quick succession one after another with the semi-automatic crossbow - each bearing different enchantments, they were aimed for Whitesnow - the first two deflected by her ice, but the third landed in the neck of the lich, disrupting her spellcasting and putting her on her knees.
Her remaining warriors try to converge around her to keep her safe from the attackers.

>>1919650
The Fangs tried to bite more than they could chew - Paul's attack was knocked back and he was sent to the ground, bleeding from a head injury, while Bunyan lost his left hand to a powerful halberd strike.
>>1919661
Your attacks deal little damage. Kogal himself begins to feel weak and stops himself before it gets too bad, one of the medics going to his side to tend to his wounds - the interrupted potiondrinking did a nasty trick on him, but the medic says he'll live.
>>1919677
Your fireballs hit her hard and knock her out of fighting condition as she's barely holding onto consciousness.


>>1919666
Thorgal and his comrades begin to fall - one by one, their valiant last stand eventually ends. The undead begin rushing through the rear....
While at the fore, the Har-konnens throw themselves at the witch and, together with a dozen others, stab and hack away at her.
>>1919668
You caught a quick breath and then got out of the tight spot, after which you SMASHED the one who'd hit you in the front hard.
>>1919674
Your blade is one of the many that starts stabbing at the witch, who is on the ground.


The witch is dead - her body, at least. Her soul, however is kept in a phylactery somewhere - but where, you wonder, until the goblin shouts again.
"Some bastard's trying to run off with it! GET HIM!" as he's holding off two of the tall warriors on his own.

Undead will soon come in from the outside, someone's trying to escape with the phylactery and there's still a few stragglers around here - one last round, perhaps, of rolls for you all.

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1919732
GIVE CHASE!!!

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1919732
Ignore these big guys and go after the phylactery

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1919732
Time to open a can of whoop ass on the pussies fleeing!

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1919732
GET THE RUNNER!

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1919732
"Dont let him escape with the phylactery or this will all be for naught."
Chase the guy with the phylactery.

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1919732
Kogal laughs as he hears his demonic vassal being called his own name. He had heard there had always been confusion between Kogal and Korl, but he never thought he'd witness it firsthand. Kogal the Lord and Korl the Demon; they both had their own roles in life. But Kogal knew what Korl was thinking sitting there, and plunged into the battle without a word. If he died there, so be it; but one of their line had to at least try to avenge her. He would look for the phylactery.

You quickly catch the runner - a living one, some warlock that had been hiding all this time. He got knocked out and the phylactery is in your hands - the last remnants here got mopped up, while the undead that had just started pouring into the chamber are now crumbling apart - those still standing are easy to take care of.

The battle is over - but a decision must be made. What to do with the phylactery - to destroy it here and now and, with it, the soul of the lich, or to take it so she can be interrogated in a secure space.
Morslieb went off inside the caverns to check on something. Gwenella is taking care of the wounded with her Sisters of Drana. You must decide what to do here now. No votes, just free discussion and/or actions.

>>1919780
"Let us destroy it and be done with it."

>>1919780
"Please just kill her. For fuck's sake just finish this off for all of us."

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1919780
tag down an Archive guard to patch me up

Sit down and get patched up (roll if i do need one)
"Why would we keep this filth around, let us be done with this ordeal and destroy it at once."

>>1919780
"We should interrogate her in a secure space, until then the champions shall guard this phylactery. I am more than certain that they are capable of guarding it. She may have useful information for us."

>>1919780
"Mmmm Whitesnow was an old and powerful Lich the shedding light on her dark secrets may help us deal with any plots she or her ilk set in motion."

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>>1919780
The phylactery in question - a semi-frozen hand gripping a crystal vial, the material being encased in metal and protected by magic. Can't be broken easily and at a whim, or with a drop - but with a dedicated, powerful blow. Or a few, just to be sure.

>>1919780
"I almost lost my life fighitng against her at Charlestead and many of my friends died fighting her. She is nothing but evil and has been getting away with her evil doing for far too long."
Kolina only sadly nods, while Ser Robert stays silent.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1919806
"Well i do know a feller with a powerfull blow."

rudely take it from the hand of whoever has it at the time set it on the ground and BAM hammer through

If there is any opposition to this i guess they should roll

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>1919800
>>1919802
"While I'm sure the NSA would be most appreciative, the fact is that a being like this will not stay subdued for long.
She will escape and return to torment us once again. Kill her now and be done with her."
>>1919837
rolling to keep people away as Marcus goes smash

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1919806
"Marcus wait!"
Tries to stop him from breaking it

Morslieb returns a few minutes later. You can smell...burning? Odd. It's also a bit odd that none of the warriors from the Caliphate that came with you are here anymore. One of the men says he saw them following the goblin into the deeper part of the cavern.
"What, you still haven't decided what to do with the vial?" he asks you, obviously irritated.
"If you want to have the witch poison your minds with her talk, I can conduct the interrogation here and now."

Kaletor is currently holding the phylactery.

>>1919858
"Go ahead if she knows of any plots against the Empires of Light we need to know."

>>1919858
"Just destroy it and be done with it. There is nothing of worth to be found inside of that."

>>1919858
"You may as well interrogate her now, she may have valuable information."

>>1919858
"I say destroy the accursed artefact. The lies of the witch will only poison our hearts."

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>>1919858
Korl is sitting, still receiving some aid.

"Kaletor, with all due respect, I don't give a damn. We all know what she's done, we all know what punish she deserves, and yet you all insist on this thrice damn farce. Three times she's harassed the Empire, and you would see fit to let her spend more time living? Too many have died by her; at least our comrades fallen here we can remember the name of. Look at the poor sods on the ground who were forced to fight by her, and you tell me their names. You tell me if they would have wanted her to live longer. Ultimately is it selfish? Yes. But she killed my family and that of many people here, and you think interrogation should happen. Even if we did so, we would be sinking to her level; there is no moral gray spot here, torture is torture. I should know, I'm the one who turned myself into this monstrosity. That is wrong, as is this."

"I'll do a compromise version. Gwen, come over here to help out with the mind reading."
"Okaaaaay, I just finished the last broken bones." the gnomess says as she happily comes along. The two silently weave their spells around the object, which emits a glow of some force. It's a minute and a half of silence, after which the champions take their hands away.
The goblin sighs. "She's been experimenting for centuries, trying to perfect the foul art of necromancy. She switched sides to work for the Vast Ones because they showed her power - and those things you saw were the latest invention. Basically, undead that could resist our wards. Knowledge that must be destroyed - and that's what I did as soon as possible, knowing from the past when I've hunted her of her general intentions.
There is one problem in the whole thing. Those Caliphatists followed me and tried to take the research notes from the lab - they wouldn't heed my warning, so I killed them - they were ready for a fight, it seems. The dark elf among them managed to snatch one tome away before he teleported. This is what's worrying me now. As for the witch, here." He hands the vial back to Marcus "Your hammer may do the trick."

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1919921
Whoop-di-doo lads, here we goooo.. BAM

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1919921
Rabban, with Lightbringer in hand, muscles his way in. "My turn!"

"Alright then we'll smash and burn the damn thing to be sure she stays dead."

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1919921
Blast the phylactery with fire.

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1919921
"Please just let me get this done."

Korl concentrates and uses the last of his power to make the thing melt.

Marcus, Rabban and Kaletor each felt their manly confidence decline as the snickers of the women observing them grew with each passing failed attempt at destroying the vial. Finally, their weapons chipped and mana exhausted, they made way for Korl who used all of his own mana and magical prowess to destroy the phylactery. Its magical defenses eventually failed under the heat barrage and the glass and metal began to melt away. In a few minutes, the deed was done - the witch is dead.

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The raid party returns to camp, successful. At the command centre, you're briefed on the present situation: The troops are being withdrawn - the diversionary battle had no clear victor. The king of the Ducks is wounded and unconsciouss, he led over a quarter of his forces to death for little gain - the other friendly armies performed quite well, on the other hand, including Roggar's army.

21.7.816. You've gathered to discuss the next part of your strategy. The special raid team has three more targets on its list. The Roggarian army stands 55 thousand strong. The ducks have thirty thousand left, with another twenty fiuve thousand assorted allied forces - Orlaegi and Ondalian.

The Corvonni frontlines are two weeks' march with the army away, less with a smaller group. Essentially, we'll have to decide what to do with the army on one hand and the raiding force on the other.

>>1936852
The army should head for the Corvonni front as the raid group too carries on with their journey; no need for them to take too much attrition.

>>1936896
This

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>>1936852
Strategy is not my forte, but i propose that the army entrench in superior position to hold off the enemy while the raiding party strike deeps and do damage behind.

Although, I do say that if an opportunity present itself we should let the commanders of units to carefully take opportunity with initiative.

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>>1936896
"You mean the Roggarian army moving on to the Corvonni front and our avorei armies here going on the defensive as >>1936909 suggest?
A sound enough plan, I support it."

>>1936934
"Of course."

>>1936934
"Yes."

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So it's on northwards - to the swampy front where the crows need our aid.
Give me three rolls.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>1936952

>>1936952

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1936952
i got this

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1936952

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1936952

>>1936952
Reeeeee

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>1936973
Fucking cunt

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1st of Charodis. We trekked along the eastern edges of the swamp, areas that are partially cleared out and utilized as farmlands - but still primarily covered by forest. We make contact with the southern Corvonni army- a force of roughly thirty thousand regulars and a changin amount of irregulars trying to stop the enemy from crossing the Kibruk river. The leader of this army is General Nichmoh, an old and experienced crow.
"Your arrival is most fortuitous, Roggarians. The centaurs' forces are a scant few thousand, holding the coastal region lest we are cut off from our northern army entirely. We've been entirely on the defensive for months - we were bleeding the cats hard in the beginning, but they upped their firepower - in a very literal fashion. Where the land does not suit them, they simply burn all in their path. I'd read your books about "Hell" and I think all of us here have seen it already."

>>1937038
"We are here to take care of a certain demon that appears to be heavily involved; tell me, how many of the damned appear to number among them? I assume a smaller amount."

>>1937038
"Well, if we can be of assistance to you in countering these fireloving monsters then here we are."

>>1937038
"Considering the Cats Searing Lord was reported in this Region that's not surprising."
>>1937063
"Also this Demon, Charron is going to be an issue. We've known him for years. But we can can stop this advance with our combined forces and We've got a good handful of men that are skilled at solving situations like this. Do you know where the enemy forces are currently located?"

>>1937063
"Demons? The last reports we got from the northern front did mention them - and some powerful one burning through the forests there. The forces he has under his command are mostly from the plains - the warriors of the Great Prides. What they lack in discipline, they try to make up with speed and ferociousness. We've got bigger problems for ourselves here - a fiery Titan. The crystalseers say that's the God of Fire in the flesh.His mortal minions are mostly the proffesional army of Cilenar - methodical and disciplined, they clear away patches of forests one by one as they advance carefully."

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>>1937110
"titan of fire eh? The Archive has an ancient grudge to this one, we need to take him down."

>>1937110
"Are they clear cutting massive chunks of the forest or merely a path large enough for them to move a large army with room to maneuver?"

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>>1937063
>>1937098
“Indeed, this Charron character is of great interest to my paymasters back home.” Feyd says, producing a letter bearing the seal of the Master of Law from his robe:
“I have here something that might interest both you and your men general, as well as my fellow Roggarians naturally.

My master, Trusted Councilor Drunf, promises 1 million fishmarks to the one delivering the head of Charron to Trusted Defense. And that’s pocket change for what he will pay for live capture.
In addition, Countess Vance promises knighthood, riches and an estate with one thousand commoners attached to it for the heart of the demon on a tray.

Now, this is obviously a matter of being first to the feeding tray as my dear uncle Jasper would say. Good hunting and all that.
As for myself I intend to claim both rewards for my own glory, the Pantheon willing.”

>>1937110
"A titan... made out of fire... The Gods have mercy..."

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>>1937180
"I tell you, the gods do not have mercy. So might as well get on with this chore and get it over it."

>>1937168
"Where resistance is encountered, they make wider burnings. Where there is no need, they make do with "just some trimming" - these were the words of one of their officers we captured."
"I remember something that may interest you now - those Champions of your lands. There's three of them, human men all, near one of the bases west of here. They've been helpful in holding off the enemy's advance long enough to allow our people to fall get out of harm's way."

>>1937180
"A whole million fishmarks, by the Gods," Lee quips.

"Think of all the... fish you could buy!"

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>>1937214
"uh yeah, about one million fish."

>>1937212
"well ahem... I guess we should go see them to ask if they know anything of use"

>>1937214
"Indeed, my lord is most extravagant when forced to spend his own money by demand of his subjects.
Between the two of us, his secret reward for live capture is nothing but a free ride on the superboat.

The reward offered by the Dowager Countess on the other hand, nothing to sniff at I say."

>>1937202
"You might be right. If the history surrounding this Charron has taught me anything is that the gods laugh at kindness and benevolence.
Better to be ruthless and victorious, such is the law of this world."
>>1937212
"Champions you say? Would you by any chance happen to know their identities?"

>>1937276
After consulting with his officers, the general tells you "The Champions of your Gods Ezdar, Zemel and Kovag are here."

>>1937180
"Riches and an estate with one thousand commoners attached to it for the heart of the demon on a tray? Hmm, a rich estate would make financing the Order much easier."

"So, what's your plan now, Roggarians? You could help us here on the southern front against the titan - though it'll be a tough fight. With our forces, we dare not go on the offensive. You could help our northern forces alternatively."
A.Army and raid stay on the south side
B.Army stays south, raid goes north
C.Army goes north, raid stays south
D.Both go north
E.Other

>>1937394
>A.Army and raid stay on the south side

>>1937394
>E. Other
Have about 10K roggarians reinforce the southern Corvonni army along with as many Centaurs as can be gathered, have the rest of the Roggarians go north, link up with the northern Corvonni army and begin a pincer movement attempting to hit them from behind, the north and south.

>>1937394
A

>>1937394
A

>>1937394
A

Rolled 74 (1d100)

You'll be staying on the southern side, you decide. A joint war council has been called, the Champions will be there.

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>>1918287
Since we're hanging out with our army atm I'll take the liberty of adding two more goys to my depleted raiding contingent btw.

The battleaxe-wielding captain Tiberius Neru and the fireloving sorceress Jiajia Zhang, both dear friends of the deceased Vance siblings.

The Champions are familiar to some or all of you - The Griffon Knight, Gauthier Durant, Champion of Ezdar; The Master Smith, Patrice Gervais, Champion of Kovag; The Sturdy Shield, Emmerich Ford, Champion of Zemel.

Various Corvonni officers are assembled, including a general who's just arrived with long-awaited reinforcements from the capital. The total amount of Corvoni army forces in this area has risen to 50k and they have the support of more than fifteen thousand irregulars. The Roggarian army numbers 55k. Allied intelligence puts the army of Cilenar at around a hundred thousand - so, with all our forces, we most likely outnumber them. The main threat is the Fire God himself.

Any plans from you, Roggarian commanders?

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>>1937470
"Kill"

>>1937470
"I suppose a straightforward approach with a minimum of trickery would serve us well enough.
We have the Roggarian army draw then out, then when they're engaged with out force we bring in the corvonni to hit them in the flank.
And if they'll throw in their god then we shall throw in ours."

>>1937500
"This is what I was going to say as well - firepower matched with, uh, firepower."

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"Frankly" Sir Emmerich speaks "We stand a chance to defeat the enemy and possibly banish Fire, but it would definately cost us a lot. The enemy army is capable and won't budge easily and the Vast One himself is incredibly powerful. I believe that delaying actions are better for now. It's the warmest month of the year, for Gods' sake, we're all sweating buckets in our armors just by going out in the sun."
"We stand a good chance against their army, but with the titan there, it will be an absolute bloodbath. We need more allies here to confidently take him out - that would come at the expense of some other front, however. There's the Celestial Dragons to the south, nine champions besides us here and the other armies. I'd ensure support can be recieved from somewhere else before commiting to an attack on that titan."

>>1937569
"Aye its pretty damned hot. hmm from what I can gather the best time to hit the Celinar army would be when they try to cross the river. The Celestials of Fire and water could aid us in the fight against the Vast one here."

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>>1937569
"Hostory favors the bold man, sweat has never stopped armies before. Just be sure to change socks often."

>>1937600
"I'd agree with the Celestials of Water, but those of Fire may do little to stop the fire here. Otherwise, I agree with Sir Emmerich - contact first with support, then we strike."

>>1937569
"Indeed. The heat is killing us and we need more men to throw at our foe.
Let us stick with delaying actions and building up our forces for when the time is ripe."

>>1937616
"The fire dragons can help contain the spread of wild fires the titan may light to burn our armies."

>>1937622
"We should also call in a dragon of ice. They have the power to lower the temperature of the environment to an extent. which could make all the difference in heat of the battle to come."

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Two dragons have been able to come to our aid - the Dragons of Water - the brothers Heijiang and Haiwang, sons of Techeneh. We've drawn up plans and are positioning our armies - the goal is to lure the enemy to sizable bodies of water where they can be engaged with the terrain on our side, our armies hitting them from multiple directions.

Give me three rolls for positioning and starting the battle.

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1937752

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1937752

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1937752

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1937752

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19,33 average

The Cilenari approached our positions - firm ranks, watchful of ambushes - not that there was any forest left for the crows to use. Rather than stand at the back, behind an ever-increasing difficulty level of minions, Fire Himself can be seen leading the army of the lions! Their red and gold banners fly boldly as they approach our positions. Our allies have taken up some positions and are moving in to hit the enemy from the side - but there's one big problem. The river was somewhat shallow already - something the dragons were working on fixing - but massive firestorms began raining down on the very water, a concentrated magic attack that is heating the water up to a boiling temperature and causing it to vaporise - what little could have halted the enemy's advance is quickly turning to steam.
The Cilenar approach, you can hear the drums from here and see the great colossal at the center of their force.
A.Stand and fight!
B.Disengage! We stand no chance!
C.Other

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>>1937839
A