Devestation of a Beloved Town

[Reasey]

They came without warning, and without provocation from the Western lands.

It had been a peaceful day when it had started. The townsfolk of the Free City of MarketVale were gathered that day in the Pretarian Tavern discussing the usuals of town life. Gossip, Materials needed, funding, Taxes, and the going ons of the outside world. Rease Hunter and his wife, Rayne Hunter were working their daily shift behind the Bar serving up orders of meat and ale to the locals who came by. Farmers, Blacksmiths, Miners and Cartographers were seated for their daily dinner after a hard day's work. Melenthia the Dwarven Blacksmith was seated in a  back corner with her new Apprentice, Garreck, discussing his daily practice and the corrections he needed to improve with. Biki Tarber as well was seated at the front bar to discuss future plans for the expansion of their town and the increase in the docks while sitting next to a half sleeping Gypsy boy.

Even Will Hawthorn had come back from his recent travels to resettle home, despite the difficulty of the fire that costed him his possessions.

None of it however compared to the surprise that awaited them soon. They came with barely a sound. Their marching feet drowned by the merriment inside of the Pretarian but all to soon the Townsfolk came to the realization of something horrible having happened.

First it came as a crash as the line of Trolls marched underneath the Triway Fortress and toppled the scaffolding of the homes being built nearby, leaving the plots as nothing more then rubble and dirt beneath their mighty feet. The first of the homes destroyed as they bellowed their challenge to all within earshot.

"Give us back our lands Hoomans! No right have you to what is ours!" thundered the largest of the beasts. Weilding his double bladed axe high above his head as the metal of his mismatched armor clamoured loudly against the sound of the roars behind him from the legion he had brought.

And then they rushed.

They destroyed all in their path as they rushed through the county lines. Destroying person, property, flora and fauna. They shattered windows and tore up gardens and farm alike. They pillaged the homes of the Merchants for wood metal and the farmers for their rich vein of sustenance and forced those inside to barricade themselves behind shuttered windows and barricaded doors.

However unbeknownst among the Trolls is that MarketVale deals mostly to a warrior crowd as well as other Merchants. Rease Hunter quickly gathered up his black armour and armed himself with his blade Tyrafing and gathered those within the Tavern to his side. Together armed with their various armaments they took advantage of chaos of the pillage and broke free from the doors to make haste for the docks to escape. Along the way they encountered a few other friendlies from the various other Kingdoms and Knightly Orders caught in the crossfire of the rampaging monsters.

"What are we to do? We can't possible fight them all"

"This is a scouting party. Their weak in skill and temperment, but more are soon to arrive."

"We've got to leave before they get more organized."

..and such was spoken as they huddled near the Craftsman Hall.

"Aye, we nee' te lea' a' quickly a' we ken. I wan' all o' ye stron' knightly men te arm yersel'ves an surroun'ed tho' tha' kenna figh' an we're gonna run straigh' te the Dock's. From there we're gonna board ships an sail down alon' the coas' a bi' an 'ead te the mountain Range te the eas' te se' up camp an ma' plans te reta' MarketVale"  The Orders were given, and they made haste to the docks to escape.

[Crim/Katt/Amari/Imzade]

The Celt blacksmith and her daughters return from their several month sojourn of helping the Lady Maelstromme on the dragon lands of Ornathear after a harrowing ordeal of helping the grand dragoness and her family resettle both the lands and the animals on the protected range after a natrual disaster. It took much time but the work done along with the druidic spells and arcane magics enacted  there were beginning to flourish and help heal the land, so Crim and her daughters could finally return to Marketvaile for much needed rest.

It was not the homecoming they were expecting. As the family traveled the well known paths to home, both Crims trusted mount Laluna Mystere and Katts mount Willow began to grunt and paw at the ground nervously, sensing the intruders on their homesoil. Both Crim and Katt began to look about now also sensing the danger, Katt having her younger sister Amari riding with her on Willows back shushing the active child and holding her close.

Soon the massive brutish hoarde came charging at them from the surrounding forestline, their clubs and other weapons ready to snuff out the lives of the human female and her childer with no mercy.

Having no choice other than to fight, Crim gritted her teeth and went into action. Summoning her druid staff to her, she called upon the volcanic firespells to burn through the first rush of the hoarde while also keeping up the grove spell to both restore mana and to allow healing spells to be enacted as Katt and her construct Tic Toc warded off some of the brutes allowing a path to be cut through them. throwing in as many Energy Vortex and elementals as could be done, Katts and Crims summoned companions allowed enough of a gap to be made in the hoardes ranks to make a mad dash for their treehouse home. Katt , Amari, Tic Toc and Willow ran ahead while Crim  and Laluna Mystere rode in from behind, using her druidic spells to keep the attackers from from gaining ground on them as they neared home.

The treehouse was in sight and the family made haste through the gate and inside followed by the masses of attackers, who blissfully could not follow them through the wards that were placed around the home. Crim and Katt worked well together healing both animals, constucts, and themselves as the brutish freaks paced angrilly in the yard howling obcenities and throwing large rocks and logs at the home, which bounced off the walls due to it being warded . Checking their dwindling supply of reagents and food, Crim opened a portal for Magencia within the house sending her daughters through first then following. This was indeed  disturbing  turn of events and she needed both supplies and answers. She could only hope the other citizens of Marketvale were well and  that she could find Rease to help explain what has happened and any options there are to aid in Marketvailes defense.