05-07-2017, 08:57 AM
The bandit leader went down, his head only a memory. Viscous, black-tinged blood oozed from his neck, staining the sand and giving off an absolutely horrific smell. The other bandit, having been roasted by his own leader's flames, lay sizzling in the sand a short ways off. He, likewise, remained down, black ooze dripping from his wounds and burns. The ones that Somerled had dealt with lay where they had been put down, seeming to finally be out of commission. The last one, sporting a hefty new ventilation job, didn't so much as twitch, laying where he had dropped in the sand. All of them dead, after their frantic, manic struggle.
And with them down, the liberator aides of the group flickered to life again. The signal pointed ahead, as it ever had, further into the Dunes. 'STRONGHOLD DETECTED' it continued to say.
Ascending the next dune, laying in that direction, afforded the group of three a relatively clear view for quite a ways. Obscured by sand and heat haze beyond a certain point, it was hard to be clear, but they could see something. Some kind of...cluster of huge old rocks, or the ruins of a temple. A pyramid, maybe? And swarming around it were a fair number of people, or...a fair number of things. Little more than ant-like specks, from this distance. People, vehicles, large rocks, it was hard to tell. But a lot of activity, and over it all hung an ominous cloud of dust and smog. An almost cartoonish 'evil is here' sign.
And with them down, the liberator aides of the group flickered to life again. The signal pointed ahead, as it ever had, further into the Dunes. 'STRONGHOLD DETECTED' it continued to say.
Ascending the next dune, laying in that direction, afforded the group of three a relatively clear view for quite a ways. Obscured by sand and heat haze beyond a certain point, it was hard to be clear, but they could see something. Some kind of...cluster of huge old rocks, or the ruins of a temple. A pyramid, maybe? And swarming around it were a fair number of people, or...a fair number of things. Little more than ant-like specks, from this distance. People, vehicles, large rocks, it was hard to tell. But a lot of activity, and over it all hung an ominous cloud of dust and smog. An almost cartoonish 'evil is here' sign.
Quote:Encounter complete!
Damage Report:
Everyone sustains 2 damage.
Everyone has five days and no word limit this time. Move on toward the stronghold, and commence action there as you like. More details can be provided about what you see upon getting closer at request, to flesh out what you get up to, just send a PM.