Exodus

Session 51: Attack of the Honey-Badgers

Khut has a lovely daydream about the impending wedding night…
Which fades into a frightening premonition about the end result of such things…
He wakes up hanging on the side of Morva’s leg…
There are Rocs dive-bombing our beast…
Something swings by…and then he is falling…
Of course, he shoots a roc before he hits the ground…
Or would hit the ground, but Ithunn (and Ado?!?!) swing in…
And all three hit the ground in a mass…
with Khut on the bottom…by design…
And are promptly trampled by warbeasts…
Khut only briefly pauses to consider how he got here…
Then promptly comandeers a passing warbeast, swings up, turns the cavalry…
They ride under Morva’s feet…and he and Ithunn sprint up a leg…
Squee, hanging out in a fire tower on Morva’s side starts painting…
Pots of boiling honey…which are promptly tossed down towards Vargr boarders…
Up on the shoulder Barruk and Calista, the malik captain of the unit…
Which shall hereafter be referred to as “Squee’s Honeybadgers”…
Charge into a mess of the Vargr boarders, blades waving like mad…
Calista misses and goes sailing over the edge…
Catches her axe into the wood of the tower and hangs…
Barruk has another argument with Fire-eyes…
Then slams his full body-weight into a boarding net…
Shifting the entire harness 90 degrees around Morva’s body….
That-which-was-Sorq calls up a flaming sphere…
Which starts rolling around on top of Morva’s head…bowling for buzzards…
Ado…levitates…of maybe just flaps really really fast…
Morva crashes through and bulldozes rank after rank of sanddevil slaves from Vennerstad…
Khut and Ithunn climb sideways out onto the hausers which hangs almost to the ground…
and start punting Vargr out into the abyss…
Ellen-Dear, feeling sorry for the newlyweds lack of makeouts…
Animates the net and flings Ithunn into Khut’s arms…and sending Vargr everywhere…
Two rocs dive in in earnest and turn Morva left, running between the battle lines…
Barruk, Calista, and her unit charge the few remaining vargr…
Calista cuts down one and Barruk drops another with a flaming maw to the teeth…
The Vargr retaliate…and burst into flames…as tends to happen when fighting Malik…
Arrandyr leaps into the fray and shish-kebabing another vargr…
Khut, Ithunn in his arms, lets go of the net…they land on Littlewing’s back…
And commence making out as Littlewing blows strait through a Roc with a lightning blast…
Singes another…and tail whips it on the way by…
Also on the flyby…Khut swings Ithunn romantically in his arms…
while she axe-kicks the Roc out of the sky…
Where is is mowed under by the war-beast cavalry…
Squee keeps painting…while viciously mocking the last remaining Roc…
The Vargr begin to retreat under heavy archer fire…filling the air with a storm of arrows…
The last Roc begins to retreat as well, but draws Morva after it into the storm…
Callista’s voice booms out: “It’s a Trap! All troops, HALT!”
The Gonds drop into formation and raise a shield wall…
The cavalry, with a split-second to spare, take cover behind Morva…
That-which-was-Sorq immolates the Roc…lighting it up like a blinking beacon…
Arandyr tries to put it to sleep…it nods, but doesn’t doze…
Barruk smacks Morva, trying to turn him, and gets smacked into LOE by him tail…
He smashes into the ground, skidding like a meteorite, armor runes flaring…
Littlewing drops Khut and Ithunn on Morva’s nose…
Khut hero-lands, pulls out the bow, invokes the blessing of the gods…
and drops the Roc with a pair of arrows…
And catches a faint scent of pine and apples…
Ado calls up an illusory Roc, and draws Morva back towards our lines…

As the army of Vennrstad flees, Ado calls down the Blessing of the Gods over the battle…
The scouts inform us that the remains of the Vargr from Vennrstad and Vargrborg are gathering…
The river north of us is a forest of Vitte war-ships…you can cross mast-to-mast…
Semek’s Wife also says she met an annoying little creature named Root…
Who says the woods to the west are full of both Melliae and Glaistig…
And messages are flowing between them…not necesarily in alliance…
both have reason to fill the void left by the crushed Vargrborg…
The Faagin march in force from the south under a strange banner…
Which looks for all the world like a jade coin…
The Gray Lady brings news from the Fade…
Shuan Tzu and Ma’achek have gathered their forces and are coming for the Spire…
Most of Gaav Shahar has fallen to Oblivion and are heading north to subdue the Glaistig…

We retire to the caravan to tend our wounds and reconstitute our forces…
In order to improve morale among our archers, Ithunn promises to kiss and tell…
Providing them with details about their hero Khut…
Khut commits to providing the kissing…
and other things that might eventually add to the archer supply…
Squee shows up with an adorable baby Pasht kitten…PatrĂ­da…
Who is apparently extremely powerful and the first Pasht born in the homeland…
Who loves sweets…loves Ado…and terrifies Ado…and loves sweets…
Khut sees Ithunn paying too much attention to the cat…
and vanishes it into Barruk’s food-stores…which might be intentional…
The “Weird Sisters” (Gonji, Arandyr, and the Gray Lady) have tea with “an old acquiantance”…
An old, gray-furred, gray-cloaked Rakshasa…Maya by name…
Who tells them that we’re beginning to border the edge of the great forest…
Meanwhile all of our diviners are going mad trying to scry it…
“These are very diplomatic teas…”
Sorqutani lets the Rakshasa crash in her tent…
Arandyr offers to help with her disguise as one of the old mothers…
Because apparently she’s a deception purist and refuses to use illusions…
Sorqutani, over tea, points out that Yorga tranced all the remaining folks in town…
The solution, Maya says, would be to enter their dream and break that reality…
Ellen-Dear joins Hulagu and throws down some Fabricates to re-equip the troops…
Sadly, our numbers (at least among Malik and Steppefolk) are hurting…
We need to branch out and start pulling in some other units…
Barruk moves to have Callista and Squee’s Honey-Badgers expanded as a prestige unit…
The Honey-Badgers are now almost as prestigious as the Bent Blades…
Meanwhile, Barruk walks among the cavalry rocking some hard-core inspirational speeches…
He learns that, unsurprising, our troops are badly divided religiously…
The one thing going for us is the tradition of victory…at least til we loose…
Ado rounds up the remaining cavalry and archers, mixed up with Void Sept centaurs…
For the first day he demands that they all stand close together in reverent silence…
He gives a hard-core religious tolerance and ecuminicalism speech…
Then he lays down some Hallow spells to allow them all to share a language…
We start to build out a mixed unit…centaurs archers with warbler fletchers…

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