Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20161225200655/@comment-5583506-20170618160704

HambleBee wrote:

A new day is dawning. Rise or fall, we will do so. As one!" Nyx declared one last time before they were to greet the Beasts and the Imperial Legion in battle. (Imperial Legion is back on Vvardenfell, awaiting the Beasts to do the dirty work for them.)

As the heroic horse charge came closer to the Beasts towering above them, Ran'Jinro raised his arm. "On my command; this half", he said, motioning at the line in which Athorian, Ja'Keil, Nyx, Beatrix and Swift were riding. "Engage in close combat!"

The Beast Slayers readied their harpoons and grenades. They needed to climb up onto the monsters and come in close for the lethal blows. But the Beasts approached too fast, so there was little time for second opinions.

"FIRE!"

Beatrix and Swift launched their harpoons up onto a Wolf and Bear Beast respectively, lodging the projectiles just behind their ears before they activated their gear to retract them towards the harpoon, pulling them up into the air.

For all the Beast Slayers leaving their horses and choosing to engage them the same way, Ran'Jinro whistled for their mounts, signaling for the horses for a counter-run maneuver. They wouldn't be back for quite some time, so they needed to make the most out of the situation.

Those Beast Slayers who had not been ordered to engage directly launched their grenades to distract, confuse or damage the gigantic creatures in any ways they possibly could, all the while ballistic projectiles came raining down from Fort Slayer, turning the mountainside and the lands below into a fiery hellscape.

Ran'Jinro himself then chose to launch his harpoon up onto a Sabrecat Beast. Ferocious as these things were, he knew that attacking the Beast Slayers or their mounts were the least of their concerns. They were there to bring the Fort to the ground. To turn the last sanctuaries of mankind into piles of rubble. They would be relatively safe as long as they avoided getting trampled upon or drawing unnecessary attention to themselves.

The siege machines of Saarthal had yet to fire as they were currently under maintenance. It was now their duty to make sure that they could remain unharmed by distracting the monsters. The Beast Slayers rode out through the frozen gates and onto the icy plains surrounding the underground city.

Myrdana shuddered at the sight awaiting outside. In contrast to the white snow and the crystal clear ice, towered dark beings of titanic proportions, slowly approaching with thundering footsteps.

The leader of the horse troop seemed to hesitate for a while, before he mustered his courage and spurred his horse. "Come on!" he ordered. "We need to buy our crew underground some time! Now is the hour! The hour of mankind's survival!"

Aigren's shot resulted in another direct hit which claimed the life of a Sabrecat Beast that had been bold enough to start traversing the Throat of the World vertically on the side. It tumbled down on top of several other Beasts with a projectile lodged deep into its socket, most likely having pierced and ruptured its brain.

Yet despite its death, its attempt to climb the mountain from another direction seemed to inspire other Beasts to do the same. Putting their feet and paws on the side of the mountain caused the very foundations of Fort Slayer to shake, throwing several Beast Slayers and workers to the ground. One unlucky fighter stumbled so badly she fell over the parapet and plunged to her inevitable death thousands of feet below.

"Holy shit!" Falana exclaimed anxiously, struggling to regain balance and make her way to the cart with more projectiles. "This isn't good! We need to clear them off the side!"