Lately, Chaplain Hawthorne learned that the Moonborn were resettling Cul Cullach's Fangs, a long abandoned ring fort in the foothills of the Jagged Peaks. The Fangs are a place of spiritual significance & great power. Hawthorne could not allow the Moonborn to reclaim the Fangs so he gathered the Witch Fynders to march upon the fort.
A Witch Fynder
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A few days ago, I Rufus was inspecting the ongoing construction at Freehaven when a messenger approached. I recognized him - Brother Simon, one of those former Wardens who joined with Hawthorne. Here is his account:
Our army approached the Fangs from the south. Hovering over the fort was a large bird; it began flinging missiles at us. We let fly with our pistols and charged the fort, only to run into a troll. The beast lay about, striking many of our number dead while a wererat caught us in a crossfire. Nevertheless, we were able to clear the abominations from the fort and secure control. But then the Undying attacked. Led by a vampire lord, this undead army routed us from the fort.
We advanced again, this time fighting against the Undying and the werecreatures. We would gain a temporary foothold, only to be scattered again. Sometimes, we were able to take advantage of the clashes between the Undying and the werecreatures to make a sortie, but our prayers were not sufficient, and we were driven back. Finally, the vampire lord led an assault that scattered both us and the moonborn. Both our armies fled, leaving the Undying in control of the Fangs.
Brother Simon then accused the Wardens of causing their defeat! Our "apostasy" had caused God to look unfavorably upon them. Only repentance, in the form of reinforcements, could alleviate the situation. I must say that it was an interesting way to beg for aid!
One thing struck me as odd, however. I asked " Did you say that the Undying and werecreatures fought each other?" Brother Simon affirmed his statement, which got me thinking. Why are the forces of evil fighting one another? This brought to mind a passage from the Book of Matthew "“Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation, and every city or house divided against itself will not stand." This could be an opportunity. Or perhaps we misunderstand one of the factions. I would need to investigate.
OOC Notes
- The above account is my recollections from the Ember Shoals midreign last week.
- Robb created the 3 factions and encouraged us to dress as a monster. For this week only, we could play any monster. I, however, chose to play a witch hunter!
- Beast led the Undying army as the vampire lord. Ferrum and Orion were his undead cohort. Ferrum was particularly deadly with his sphere of annihilation! Artemis was the werebird (with nicely done garb!) and Cherry Picker was a wererat. They were joined by a troll, a visitor from Morohaven. Robb, Brutus from Morohaven, and I were the Witch Hunters.
- The scenario was essentially capture the hill, with the hill marked out by rope.
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