After having vanquished the goblins inhabiting Dayereth’s Estate and learning of the plans to attack Fallcrest, SMITE hurries off to tell Lord Markelhay.
Eventually our group of heros get an audience with Lord Markelhay. As the group tries to convince Markelhay that Fallcrest is in danger, SMITE learns that he can only gather 40-50 soldiers to defend Fallcrest. Crobin scoffs and says under his breath, “40 – 50 we are so screw…” Crobin stops his statement short as daggers shoot out of Zakiya’s eyes in his direction. Crobin pleads with the Lord to gather more men, but Markelhay explains that most of the people in Fallcrest are not soldiers. Markelhay asks when this attack is supposed to happen. Dayereth excitedly says “Tomorrow! You have to prepare!”. Lord Markelhay states that they can close all the gates, and groups will be assigned to each one. He asks SMITE to help defend the Knights gate which he will keep open as long as he can to allow any villagers or travelers on the outside to get into safety before the attack. The group of heros agree to help and with that Lord Markelhay excuses himself to prepare.
As SMITE leaves the great hall, feeling as though they have not done enough to prepare for the impending attack, a halfing named Gobias Lightfoot pulls them aside. He says “More ears than you know heard what was said.” Rangrim says “What? Who and just tell us where!” Gobias Lightfootpoints in the general direction of an exit, as the group turns to look they see a cloaked figure running from the building. Crobin laughs and says “The chase is on!” SMITE runs after the cloaked figure. However their foe has head start, so the group must catch up.
They run to the exit, after going out the archway there is a small wall leading down to the streets below. Crobin never breaks his stride as he deftly jumps grabbing onto the wall and flips twice before landing perfectly on his feet in the street below. Amnon and Rangrim stop at the wall, Rangrim‘s dwarf legs struggling to keep up. Amnon looks at Rangrim and points to himself and the wall as if to ask, ’should I try that’. Rangrim smiles a broad smile and points back over his shoulder to the stairs that lead down to a door that leads down more stairs to the street. Amnon runs past Rangrim, and jumps down a few stairs to the landing where the door is opens it and goes to run out the door, but trips over the threshold, falling down the remaining few steps into the street. Rangrim is laughing as Dayereth dashes past him, knowing the streets of Fallcrest well Dayereth runs off after the cloaked figure. Rangrim eventually stops laughing and watches the cloaked figure as he gets further away, but is able to determine which way he is going. He takes off on a full run, well as fast as a dwarf can run. As Rangrim runs past Amnon he throws a small heal spell to him to revitalize him. Zakiya comes down the steps skipping them two at a time, and helps Amnon up and asks if he is ok. Amnon gets up and says “I’m fine” with as much pride as he can muster and they run off after the cloaked figure. Crobin moves ahead quickly using the crowd as cover as he closes the gap on his target. Amnon and Zakiya duck down a back alley hoping to cut off the cloaked figure. Dayereth looses sight of the cloaked figure for a moment, closes his eyes and prays to Avandra. He opens his eyes expecting to be looking right at his target but sees nothing but a sea of people. He quietly curses to himself, just as Rangrim runs up and says “This way Elf!”. Dayereth scoffs and says “Eladrin!”, Rangrim shrugs and says “eh whatever”.
Just then the heros of SMITE come together they are looking down a long alley with no outlet. They all stop as they notice the end of the alley is very dark. Amnon looks up at the sun and its position in the sky and casts a cautious eye back at the blackness. Crobin looks over to Amnon who nods slightly and Crobin grabs a sunrod from his pack lights it and puts it in his sling and throws it into the darkness. As the sunrod enters the darkness, you can see it the moment before it passes through the black wall, and the next moment it is gone as if it had been immediately snuffed out. Rangrim grumbles “Magic” as he grips his hammer and shield tighter. Dayereth steps forward and concentrates channeling the magic from within, but cannot dispel the darkness. He does tell Amnon that they can take the darkness down, it just requires more clarity of thought. Amnon steps forward not wanting to be outdone by an Eladrin, concentrating and mumbling some ancient chant but in the end there is no change in the darkness. From out of the darkness an arrow flies past Rangrim, who just grits his teeth staring into the darkness, listening and looking for something to hit. Rangrim‘s patience pays off and he makes out the shape of something moving in the darkness and charges in and bashes the cloaked figure with this hammer setting him on fire. Fearing there are more foes hidden in the darkness Dayereth steps up again concentrating channeling the magic from within, and successfully dispels the darkness that was encompassing the alley. As the darkness clears Crobin and Amnon unleash attacks on their foe. They are close enough now to see the creature is a half-orc, who is becoming enraged, and decides to take out his anger on the closest target. Rangrim takes the full force of his blow, knocking him to the ground and rendering him unconscious. Amnon and Dayereth continue to attack from range. Crobin moves in to distract his foe from Rangrim. Zakiya moves in to help Rangrim, but before she can get close enough, Rangrim wakes up. Rangrim stands and in his rage from begin knocked down swings wildly at the Orc missing him, but in the Orcs haste to get out of the way Crobin is able to step in with a deadly attack, and with another spell from Amnon make short work of the Orc, knocking him down to the ground. Rangrim is still enraged and begins to kick the Orc, he drops his hammer and shield and begins to beat the Orc with his bare fists. Amnon and Crobin run up and pull Rangrim off the Orc. Dayereth yells “Hold! He may have information!” In the confusion the cloaked figure reaches into his pack and pulls out a small vile and attempts to drink it. Crobin swiftly grabs it and pulls it away. After closer inspection he determines it to be a poison and says “I can put this to a better use” as he tucks it into this pack. The group throughly search their foe only to come up with a key with the initials N.I. 11. Just as SMITE was trying to decide how the were going to handle their foe, Zakiya purposing killing him so he cannot get away to warn the others. Gobias catches up out of breath from running. “Oh there you are, I was wondering where you got off to.” The group decides to hand over the Half-Orc to Gobias, warning that he is a formidable foe with magical powers. Gobias summons some guards to help take him to the prison. Meanwhile Dayereth has been studying the key, and mumbles to himself, "It can’t be that easy." Amnon looks over and says “What?” Dayereth points to the N.I.11 engraved on the key and says " Nentir Inn, room 11." Amnon shrugs, and Rangrim says “Only one way to find out.”
As the group makes their way to the Nentir Inn they decide to not bust into the Inn altogether so they trickle in one at a time. However once the group is inside and together the bartender looks up and recognizes them. “Hey, your SMITE! You guys totally crushed those Kobolds! A round on the house!” At this point the group realizes any attempt at stealth is gone, so they decide to take another approach. Rangrim never one to turn away a free stein of ale, makes his way to the bar, and begins to regale the patrons, that didn’t make a hasty exit, with a heroic tale. Dayereth steps forward making magical sparks fly from his fingertips. Amnon steps to the bar grabs his stein of ale, and doesn’t do anything to those staring in awe at his horns. Now Rangrim can weave a tale like no other creature I have ever met. Crobin uses this opportunity to sneak up to room 11. Crobin takes a long look at the door, but doesn’t see anything peculiar, so he uses the key to open the door. If only he had looked a bit harder. As he opens the door a trip wire goes off shooting a poison dart at him. Crobin‘s fast reflexes save him again, as he breathes a sigh of relief he notices a chest in the corner of the room. Determined to be more careful this time he takes his time to disarm the trap on the chest before opening it. Under a false bottom in the chest he finds detailed hand drawings of Nimozaran’s tower and the Silver Unicorn Inn. After searching the rest of the room, he grabs the contents of the chest and the drawings and make a hasty exit back down to the bar. Even though Crobin made quick work of searching the room Rangrim has had time to partake in several more steins of ale. Upon seeing Crobin, Rangrim loudly asks “Hey did you get into room 11” to which Crobin gives a confused look back to Rangrim and the onlooks, and whispers “shut-up.” After only “one more ale” the group retires to the Silver Unicorn Inn. After discussions of the unknown purpose of the drawings it is decided they will take watches in the night, but the night passes without incident.
The next morning the group makes its way to Nimozaran’s tower and warn him that he may be specifically targeted by the Orcs. Nimozaran takes the information in stride, not appearing concerned, but promises to study up on a few more defensive spells. As the group wanders through Fallcrest Crobin and Amnon discuss how they believe the bridge to be a point of weakness in Fallcrest‘s defenses. It especially concerns them, because if Orc start pouring over the Five Arch Bridge and they are making a stand at the Knight’s Gate, they may be boxed in. This realization pushes the group to act. Since there is no time for going through official channels they decide to set bombs on the bridge that they can light if it is getting overrun. After some convincing the soldiers at the bridge agree to let the group set the bombs, and then take on the responsibility of blowing the bridge if the need arises. Believing they have done all they can at the bridge SMITE makes its way to the Knight’s Gate. They meet with Seargent Nereth who is clearly the man in charge, and although he has the respect of the men he commands he clearly is not the hero the group was hoping to meet up with. SMITE makes their way to the top of the wall above the gate and looking out over the field, the only additional thing they decide to do is make two huge piles of brush to set on fire as the night draws closer. “We want to give your soldiers every chance we can” Rangrim says to Nereth. Crobin whispers to himself, “Especially after seeing them in action with the practice dummies.” SMITE and Nereth make their way down the stairs to the gate below. After gathering the brush for the piles and setting them on fire, Amnon and Dayereth make their way back to the top of the wall. As the field in front of them slowly drifts into the darkness the brush pile fires being the only light, Amnon sits down. Dayereth looks over to Amnon and back out of the field and says “Now what?!” Amnon replies without looking up, “We wait”