Session 6, 27/05/25
A damn good session. Been a little bit since the actual session - I've been super busy with... everything.
VALEUCOS, Nomad Fighter 1 CLOVIS, Riverfolk Fighter 1 RELIMI, Nomad Cleric 1
Our party take a job to smuggle an unknown package into the underground City-State of Thysrus. After a rough run through the Great Swamp, involving an ambush by subcitizen Holdman raiders, they come upon a tower bestriding the river, where they are charged tax. The tax-collectors search their crates - a bribe is offered, taken, and disregarded. The would-be smugglers are arrested and, after attempting to plead their case before a harsh and uncaring Priest of Scales, are sentenced to the salt mines.
They proceed to immediately initiate a revolt - a lone guard is Commanded to FIGHT his zombie attendants, and summarily beaten to death. More guards come up, unlock the door, and order the slaves to exit the cell. Mockery and derision - then flying sticks and stones! One guard is killed, while the others retreat up the corridor, calling for help. The slaves surge out into a corridor that spans in both directions - the bulk of the force with Clovis and the cleric rush down the fleeing guards on the LEFT FLANK, while Valeucos leads a small party to unlock the other cell on the RIGHT. More guards and more zombies rush to reinforce the defenders from both sides.
On the LEFT FLANK, the guards form up with swords and javelins behind their zombies. Relimi turns the zombies, which rout through the overseers' line and knock the men Prone, at which point the angry mob descends on them - club clashes with shortsword, and the fleeing zombies escape into the mines. On the RIGHT, Valeucox and his four men unlock the other cell, finding it nearly empty - only nine people, just as a group of spearmen and zombies come out of the corridor. The LEFT suffers near-total casualties as the enraged but ill-trained slaves fail to kill their prone opponents and another half-dozen spearmen form up in the room beyond, while the RIGHT manages to kill the zombies while suffering casualties themselves. A retreat is ordered - the rebels retire to the cells. One guard enters either door, and is pulled down and butchered. The guards hold position outside, and a tense moment passes - then Valeucos throws his lantern, killing three, and rushes down the surviving guards - the RIGHT flank's spearmen are cut down quickly, allowing the entire revolt to turn and slaughter the remaining six spearmen and the longsword-armed leader. Blood cools on the stone as the freshly-liberated slaves peel armor from bodies and strip the barracks for cash - nearly 900 GP of coin and goods! The ultimate fate of the revolt, however, remains to be seen.
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