Fires on the Farms - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
26/1/476
Log
Fire and smoke are very where this afternoon on the farmlands outside. The farmers attempt to fight back or flee to safety as farmhouse, crops, and lifestock are set to the flame or butched. Teams of mercenaries fighting against guards and citican alike, killing any who gets in their way and they manage to best. A few carry torches to continue the work already started. One, a large bull, yells out, "Good work men! Keep at it now, and we'll have this plase rased to the ground in no time!" He raises his musket, clad in heavy plate, and fires, piercing a guard and dropping the shepperd. Everywhere the eye can see, there is carnage and flame.
Bite slithers towards the smoking farmlands as quickly as possible, already preparing her to use her math. Something is wrong if the fire hasn't been put out over the time it took her to get here. As she passes fleeing farmers and questions them about what's going on.
Arimia makes her way to the smoking farmlands, not bothering to stop the way the serpent is, instead heading directly to the area the flames are coming from. A large metal golem stomps along after her, when she arrives and sees the mercenaries attacking she doesn't hesitate to send her golem to intercept one group, while preparing some dark math to strike another.
Angus curses as he gets ever closer to the farmlands, elbowing a few fleeing farmers out of the way he gets his first glimpse of the mercenaries and the few others who came to help. As Arimia's golem charges forward to encounter the mercenaries he draws his Rapier, whil his free hand slips into his cloak to read a few throwing knives to send their way.
Kilsa spotted the fires some distance off before she realize that something was wrong, leaving the Jarls that she just collected from the north on the dirt she begins to run to the farmland. Out of the corner of her eyes she notices Arimia joining the fray and decides to offer her own solution with her warhammer. "Arimia!" She says looking for the nearest citizen that may be in danger, "What is this madness?" She growls looking to assist in keep the civilians safe.
As Bite slithers along and questions the farmers, one stops to explain, "Bandits! Mercenaries! They are destroying the farms! The guards that were sent can't fight them back, are you reinforcements?!" The persian feline who'd stopped looks back a moment before continuing to flee. The mercenaries are stopped by the golem's advance, and begin to hack or shoot away at it. Meanwhile two archers fire at Arimia, and Kilsa. The shot aimed for Arimia goes wide, and the flaming arrow strikes the ground, lighting the grass and renewing the blaze. Kilsa is not so luck, the flaming projectile striking against the badger's clavicle burning and piercing her. Angus gets a similar treatment, a musketeer raising his blunderbuss and firing on the fox. The shot however, pulls wide, and flies just to the left of his head. Another small team of swordsmen advance toward the road leading to Firmament. The bull laughs as he sees more beings run to the farms, "More of the Good King's guard I take it!? Good! This was getting boring, tell him to send more!" And he raises a banner... which bares the flag of Cliffside upon it! "For Cliffside, burn any farm that would do business with Sweetwater to the ground!"
Bite slithers up as the battle begins to start, having gotten enough out of the farmer to know she should get her tail in gear. In her multiple layers of armor, the serpent joins the fray, using her prepared magics to give her allies protection. Indeed, her very presence seems to restore and re-enforce the body.
Arimia gives an almost evil grin as she lets loose with her dark magic, and the attackers begin to cower in fear from the terrifying visions created by the 'coon. Though she doesn't remain a raccoon for much longer, being replaced by an eight foot long, pink, tentacled, serpentine dragon. She lets loose with another burst of dark magic and four of the attackers collapse to the ground, bodies slick with excreted blood and bile. As the fifth charges to attack she grabs him and with another dark magic equation drains his vitality from his body, dropping him to the ground once he's dead.
Angus nearly has a heart attack as the shot goes wide and zips right past his head. The Musketeer who had missed was almost instantly rewarded for his shot with a few knives soaring towards his throat. Turning back to the rest of the group Angus draws his Song Bird and leaps into the Fray as well. Even as Arimia's magic causes their foes to cower in fear his blade strikes like lighting, cutting into an exsposed party of his foes as he readies Song bird to deflect anything they throw back in retaliation.
Kilsa began to fight on the defenses, her training pushed to it limit as she place herself between any attack she could to rebuff the attacks against both her friends, her employees and the civilians. She was not prepared for this kind of combat but she wouldn't let her folk down, "The wounded to firament walls! I will cover your backs." She allows citizens and wounded guard alike to pass her. She takes a moment grab the arrow in her and snap it in half leaving just enough to be pulled out later when she has time. "Making an armor that deflect arrows one day....and sets them on fire for the return trip. Mark my words....." She grumbled.
Seeing the impressive display the bull gives pause, "Fall back toward the sea men! Archers, Musketeers, give us cover! Let's move!" And along with the rest of his forces, the bull starts back toward the ocean, still holding the banner of Cliffside high above him. Teams of archers and a few with musketeers firing back at everyone as they flee. "You mages and scholars better be worth what we're paying you!" he shouts as he goes along. The blaze however, continues, threatening to engulf everything in sight. A farmer runs up to the group of adventures who just managed to stave off the attacks where the guards were failing. "Please! You have to help me!" the parrot woman pleads, "My son! He's trapped!" and she franticly points to a burning farm house as a section of roof caves in. The distraught woman sways momentarily, then faints dead cold.
Bite hisses and begins to work out something before Kilsa, Angus, and Arimia begin to shimmer slightly, her math providing their bodies a resiliance to the heat, as well as a renewed vigor. "Sssweeties what do we do? We can't let the farm burn down but we can't let them escape either."
Arimia looks about for an answer then sighs, shaking her head. She looks to the Taipan and says, "You an' Miss Ironsoul go after them. Bite, set fire to their ships, stop them from leaving." She turns to the fox then and says, "Brat, go organize what remains of the guard an' farmers here, try an' get them to put out fires. I'm goin' to go get this woman's son. I've a golem to help clear the way, an' while the fire will burn, the heat won' take it out of me, an' I can hold my breath against the smoke better than any of you." That said she starts to shed her cloak and any other flammable items, before her and her golem make her way toward the indicated house.
Angus ignores the brat comment from Arimia and just nods. "Good thinking, press them while they are retreating and don't give them time to regroup." Turning around he shoves both his blade back into their scabbards and heads out to gather up those remaining that hadn't run in the chaos and starts forming a bucket line.
