Setup for Scenario 4A

The shuddering blasts rip through the foolish humans and their allies as the devices backfire on them in their foolhardy charge. In the ensuing mayhem the Evil warriors take advantage of the confusion to gut whatever enemy they can find. Blades flash in the smoky light of death as screams cry out and death rattles shake the nerves of all around them. Gleeful orcs, goblins, abyssals, and murderous men charge through the hazy field, slitting the throats of the fallen and shedding the blood of all those who attempt to stand in their way. Screams of the wounded and dying reach up to the heavens and are brutally silenced with the sounds of a falling hammer, or the wet gurgle of a blade parting a throat. Their prayers do them no good today.

It is in this confusion that a small force of Light warriors is able to slip past the Evil battle lines and under the watchful gaze of Cathius they ride hard towards the seemingly undefended Obelisk. Cathius is no fool, he knows that the Obelisk is the greater prize, and though his army is vastly depleted he also knows that this is the only chance that they will likely get.


 With the acts of violent hedonism finished, the forces of Darkness cast their eyes about for more victims, only to realize that their foe has fled the field and now closes on the prize they have left behind them. Gathering what forces they can that are not too drunk on violence or in the throes of post bloodlust stupor, the forces of Evil march to stop the would-be heroes from capturing their prize.


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