Undead attack on Firmament - RPLOG
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Date
5/8/479
Log
The undead have reached the wall by the time a proper resistance could be formed. They have shrugged off most of the ranged attacks that were slung at them during their approach, though lost a few of their troops to cooking tar and oil. This did not stop the gigantic bone dragon they are fielding, its easily twenty meters high and accompanied by two smaller ones, from breaching the wall and letting the hoard loose on the streets of the city, where they are currently attacking anyone not in their homes. Several cultists on skeletal horses and in dark cloaks ride elegantly through the battlefield, not bothering to take an active role, instead just shouting commands. Several dozen guards and soldiers are already engaging the shamblers and skeletons, trying to hold them off till reinforcements arrive.
Fenris speeds along the streets of Firmament, long coat flapping behind him. He skids into the melee at the breach in the wall, flinging some prepared earth magic into the stones of wall and ground to create a renewed blockade. Best to plug the hole a bit before turning his attention to the cloaked figures on horseback.
Angus straps on his sword belt as he rushes in quickly, chainmail jingling as he rounds the corner to take in what's going on. Studying the fight for a moment he snaps off a few quick commands to the soldiers with him. "Form a line with the defenders, push them back before they get to the civilians!"
Cara rushes along directly toward the large army of the undead. As she rushes along, she gets unsheaths her blade and begins to recount the mathematics necessary to send a few sharp wind currents directly toward the undead army. Her left arm glows green with energy as she unleashes it directly toward the hoards of the undead.
Similarly, Cassidy had taken to the city streets with her own group, but she was in the back giving orders, herself. "Heavy guard in the front, form a phalanx to block the street. We will push forward and claim ground. Archers, behind the second line, fire to pin and disrupt joints. Mages, work on supporting the archers. No fire." The good think about having rank in a city of mandatory military service meant it was never too hard to rally defenders.
The wall is parched up by Fenris, only to once more be swiped at by the colossal bone creature that stands before it. Its two smaller cousins claw at the hole to make it bigger, while more undeads pour in through it. Cara's wind attack cuts down one or two of the enemies, but with as many as there are here it is a drop on a hot stone. The reinforcements for the defenders however are very welcome and much needed, the advance of the undead stopped for now while the fight with the army. Several of the cultists have started taking more active rolls in the fight now, unleashing dark and fire magic, causing houses to catch on fire and defenders to rot from the inside and fall over dead.
Fenris is less than pleased at the inefficiency of his attempted patch, but he can see that there are more important targets now. One dragon at a time. "Robes first!" he calls out to anyone who might be listening. Then he sets to work. The big tiger may not carry any weapons, but that hardly counts as being unarmed. With a combination of earth magic and well honed skill, he whirls through the oncoming horde, heading for the mounted commanders. Cut off the head, as they say.
Angus scowls a bit at their situation, Cliffside couldn't take their home and neither will rotting corpses. Drawing his sword he fixes his gaze on the nearest robed foe, watching as Darkness and fire are brought forth before he points his sword at them as it shines bright. Lets see how they handle some light.
Cara glares at all of the rotting corpses as she makes it to the defensive line. As soon as she is close enough, she attempts to go through the horde of the undead with her glowing white sword, her athletics, and air magic to keep herself going. She also intends to rush towards the commander as soon as she can.
"Mages with water magic potential, douse the flames, left side archers, target the mounted ones, the rest of you, continue as planned," Cassidy says, turning her focus towards one of the mounted cultists and bringing a lightning bolt down upon them. Even if it didn't demolish them outright, it should make them change target.
In the middle of the chaos, it may be easy enough to miss the arrival of Selena from the direction of the church district, the canine making her way quickly up to the front lines with her 'fire' elemental in tow above head. "Get me up to speed, and do it NOW!" She demands upon arrival, sending her elemental over in the direction of the thunder to assist with the fighting. "Just got here from the orphanage. They should be all right, if nothing comes around from the sea."
Taking a quiet breath, she nods in Angus's direction with a somewhat forced smile - after all, it's certainly not the time for a sincere one just yet.
While Fenris rumbles through the enemies, the trio of bone constructs break more of the wall, until the hole is big enough for the two smaller ones to step through and join the fray. The tiger himself only manages to get about halfway to where he wanted and finds himself surrounded as a cultist to the left of him drops from his horse, smitten by lighting. The fiend Angus is attacking mostly shrugs the attack off and retaliates against the fox, giving him a nasty wound across the chest, although not deep enough to damage any organs. The mages of the military are doing their best to keep the various families that are hiding in their homes from getting burned alive and it is looking good so far.
"Fine," Fenris growls under his breath, then raises his voice, "Take down the robes! Nets and magic if you have them. Arrows aren't any good against the Bone Callers!" Then he turns his brutal pathway toward the bone dragons, they can't be allowed to rampage through the city! The tiger faces toward the monsters and wills a wave of earth toward the shambling behemoths.
Angus scowls once more, clutching a hand to his chest as rings of chainmail are scattered across the ground. "Intresting, a little better then a toppled pawn." He taunts, before raising his sword into the air, a brillant flash of light sparking from its steel as he works to slide back into a more defensable position to give commands.
Cara immediately makes it to one of the cultists as she weaves her way around the undead and makes it to one of the cultists. The feline doesn't even bother to give the polite courtesy of a greeting. Instead, she rushes towards the cultist with the intention of cutting him to pieces. As she makes it to the cultist, she swings down torwards his vital organs with the clear intent to kill him.
With one cultist down, Cassidy shifts her focus towards one of the bone dragons, deciding them to be a more pressing threat. She works her magic again, calling down another lightning bolt. Once her group has secured the street, she bids the tower shield troops to hold at the end, blocking off this road for the time being. "Retake formations, hold rank, and prepare for the next push. Mages, keep focusing on those fires. Do not let even a single house go up in smoke."
