The Conquest of Brux

[*Captain Vanguard]

((Kinda Written Map here so people know where everyone is, gonna try and upload it, its terrible))

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

((Kinda Written Map here so people know where everyone is, gonna try and upload it, its terrible))

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[*DemonAbyss10]

He would continue with his raiding as per usual. He and his crew would get pretty damn caught up in the whole pillaging and plundering of it all, to the point where some sod winds up getting tossed overboard with a sliced open gut for stealing another crewmates claim.

Daevos would be completely satisfied with the performance of his experimental flagship. The steel plating, even though it is thin, providing much better defense against impacts than a normal wooden boat would. He himself would keep the plans he drew up for the boat on his person, who knows, he might want to market the design someday.

[*B-Smith]

With a map in hand, the Hoplite called Sthenos lead his 100 brethern into the camp pointed out to him by Augustus. The men were battle-hardened Veteran armed with Spears and their short swords. With Aegis' in all colors and coats they marched straight before Augustus, Sthenos next to his King Ekathin. The Hoplites had an excited look on their face yet they remained in their uptight compostures.

Sthenos grinned widely to Augustus:

"Where do you want us then? We've been walking way too much."

[*Captain Vanguard]

More than a little relief appeared on Augustus face as the Hoplites arrived in time. He pointed northwards to an army of charging Unseelie, to Sthenos pleasure and that of the Hoplites.

"Over there, take possition and what ever happens, you must hold, kill as many as you can. I will try to make sure the Seelie arrive to prevent your troop being overwhelmed, but given your stature..." Augustus paused a moment. "...I fear they will more likley have to arrive before you finish the job." He chuckled.

"North Sthenos, take your men North and bring that Horde to a halt."


[The Half-Drow and her Mercinaries]
Advancing North into the cave their hounds and flaming weapons were extremely effective in the closed and narrow spaces of the enemy cavern possition. The troop did however suffer some occasional surpise tunnel collapses and hidden passage ambushes.

[The Gol'dherro Halflings]
Infiltrating the Cave was easy enough through a hidden entrance, once inside they found the guards were tense and ready, the battle having already begun, their efforts would have to be swift. There were many scattered supply rooms in the back part of the cavern network, well guarded by Unseelie soldiers, but at the front most of them had been dispatched to fight the Half-Drow Mercinary Captain and her flame-thrower troop.
Those supplies looked like food stocks and ammunition caches for spell scrolls, quivers for archers and crossbowmen. Extra medical supplies for the wounded.
They would not go to miss at the inconvinence of the enemy, not at all.

[Daevos Raiders]
More complications arose now as the Unseelie retaliated with more friends from Pandemonium, variant beasts of the sea all lashed out at the ships trying to down a few into the wide river and force them to land if they couldnt.

[Kala]
"I need you to go to the Seelie..., find them... their court is somewhere in this plane, find an encampment and rally them to us, tell them of this moment... they will heed your words as inspiration... I hope."

Augustus lay a scroll in her palm. "If words fail, use this... hopefully it will reason with them enough to take our side, we need their aid to make this a flawless victory..."

[Nyaeve]
The Norse Champion was now aided by the greek warriors of Sthenos troop, the two groups combined served as an effective shield wall and given their like minded lust for glory, the morale remained generally steady between them.

[Emeraldin (prior to her demise)]
The Spellcasters kept a steady bombardment of magical assault on the enemy, harrasing them from the mountain to the east upon the second river to the north east. The enemy had to cross it to reach her unit and the small vanguard of soldiers there to keep the spellslingers safe, it gave them a heavy highground advantage.

[Sandy and Drakos]
The clerics do what they can for the dragon, especially considering his heroic efforts, trying as best as possible to get the most major wounds tended to. They seem nervous, hoping the dragonkin would resume their fight if Drakos could stand, but they do not pressure either of them into returning to the conflict.

[*DemonAbyss10]

Daevos would notice what has happened, a few of his ships being downed. So far his own ship, The Wailin Sirine would be getting through with minimal losses and damage.

"So, ye think ye can best me?! Yar gotta be kiddin meh!" He would yell out to the sirine, a mad grin on his face, the classic glint of mad determination in his eyes. "Ye are dealing wit Daevos of tae Torrent, captain of da Torrent and The Wailin Sirine, and keeper of t' eye of Vrigmar! Bring on ye terrors of the deep for I am tae real terror here!"

He turned to his men and to whatever ships were in earshot do give a rousing speech of sorts. "Despite 'ow tins may appear men, we 'ave been doing ar job O strikin tae fear of Vrigmar inta dere 'earts! We need tae continue on from 'ere defeat dere own priests an mages tae beat back dere creatures even further, to take a chunk outta dem numbers, tae strike true fear inta dem all!." He would still have the look on his face. His own men had come to respect him, quite a few of them followers of Vrigmar themselves. As for those mercenaries he had hired on, he didn't trust them as far as one could toss a stone, and likely vice versa. However himself and the other mercenary captains knew they would have to work together in order to claim their own share of the loot. "If we succeed, we shall be takin tae lions share of tae plunder, let tae rest o dem up at the main camp deal wit demselves! Now whoever es wit me, we shall claim Victory as well as what es rightfully ours!"

He would shift his eyepatch to the other side, exposing a greenish orb, the eye of Vrigmar, heavy scarring around it. "Now then men! Time to truly go upon tae offensive!" He would signal to his men and the other captains by having a designated flagman wave around various flags. The commands currently given would be to spread out into pairs of ships. One to play defense/interferrence in regards to the creatures that were brought out by the unseelie, while the other ship in the pair would launch volleys of fire arrows and flaming jars of pitch into the unseelie camps, ranks and the woods around in order to give the unseelie an obstacle to deal with, namely fire.

He would pull out a necklace displaying the emblem of Vrigmar. He knew things were getting dicey so he felt give a short prayer to Vrigmar might help with his own morale.


((Vrigmar is the name his prime gives to Umberlee. The eye of vrigmar is a false eye that is enchanted to give sight beyond sight. He can use it to see, so can figure out a bonus to spot to give him, nothing big though. It is an item brought over from his own backstory and it gives a small bonus to spot checks, command and navigation. How it was described in campaign was as follows. The Gem gave him the ability to see far into the distance and made it even easier to navigate and command whatever vessel he was on, even up to the point it was rumored that he could control the wind and bend it to his favor.))

[*B-Smith]

With wide smiles the Hoplites get immediatly into position. 10 by 10 they march in a perfect square at fast pace straight into the fray to the North. The Phalanx moves into the frontline. The King Ekathin shouts a command in their strange language and the warriors spread out into a long rectangle 20 men wide and five men long. They stretch along the lines of their temporary comrades and strengthen their defense. The Heavy round shields at front, the first row holds their spears low as a defensive position. The second row pushes the first defensive line from behind, to increase the pressure. While the enemy Unseelie run up against the shields, the third line use their Shortened Spears to stab them from over the front line's shoulder. There is no lack of victims as the Hoplites act in perfect harmony together. In case some few survivors make it around the Phalanx, they will either get pierced by the Last row, who have actually turned around to protect the backside.

Although their training and their unity lead to success, it isn't without a cost and some soldiers do get injured and exhausted. They are only Human after all. Hence the King shouts another command and the Soldiers push the incoming swarm of Savages back, split open in the middle and are met with the rested third, fourth and fith row, who charge into the enemy. With a frenzy known from berserkers they hack and slash at their enemies with their broad-bladed spears. Immediatly the First two rows move into the middle to support the Third row, who now move as first row and the fourth row, who move to the back.

By excellent communication, they signalize to each other, when it is time to change the formation like this again and conserve their energy. After many hours of fighting, they have left many a Unseelie corpse and begin to isolate themselves from their own side, by forming a circle. Covered in shields they move cut deep into the Unseelie ranks like a Morningstar. They leave a bloody mess in their wake and yell "BY ARES", as if it was a celebration.

[*Kree]

A drow woman appears on the scene, hurrying to tend to the wounded dragon.
She seems quite able to pump the scaled defender full of positive energy to close his wounds.

[*Agony_Aunt]

Thanks to the assistance of the Drow female and the clerics, Drakos starts to recover. Sandy gives a cry of delight and thanks those who helped heal her love profusely.

When he can speak Drakos says in a very annoyed tone: "I don't know what it was that brought me down, but this shall not stand! We need to break the army and hit whatever is leading it."

He calls for Augustus. Should he respond Drakos will say the following.

"This is Brux, nature rules supreme here. Sandy and I can go scouting and try and bring forth the power of nature to disrupt this army. Should we succeed, you would need to be ready to initiate a coordinated attack on the Unseelie forces.

It may take many hours though, and no guaratees.

Or... we can lend our direct aid to our forces, although I am loathe to try a direct assault again.

What say you Captain?"

[*i_eat_flutes]

A Green haired Half fey with leaves in her hair and a Half Celestial half elven women walk to the Camp that Augustus had pointed out on their Map. Calisto kept Maewind under her wing.

Calisto Smiles and asked.

"Anything to do or need help with right now?"