Squabble at the Broken Circle
The Cursed Company had sifted the forest for days, and yet not a single grain of gravesand had flowed into Kalyustar's satchel. Then, the Soulchemist had picked up a zephyr of magical energy, gently but steadily blowing from somewhere deep in the forests of the Harrowmark. His Company spread wide to search the ground for the elusive gravesand, he was now moving against the zephyr, determined to find its source."Can you hear that?" the Skull's voice intruded into Kalyustar's taughts as he realised they were now close to the Broken Circle.
"Yes! That's the ruckus of squabbling orruks!", the Soulchemist eyes glowed with anticipation.
"There! The Broken Circle... and the Rotmoons fighting among themselves... and their boats a good distance away!" hissed the Skull.
Kalyustar stretched his mind out. As one, every member of the Company halted and gerkly turned their empty sockets towards the Broken Circle.
While El Doctoro thinkered with a brass and crystal device, the orruks around him were trading punches and curses. The Company formed into three parties, taking all the paths to the Rotmoons' boats.
For a moment, the magical zephyr blew stronger. As it suddenly abated, a group of Deadwalkers violently burst out of the graves around the Broken Circle. The orruks looked around, spotted both the Deadwalker and the Company and realised they were surrounded. The only way out was through the approaching undead.
Dragante bashed a few aheads together, lining the crew up for the fight.
Kapitán Da Leeva, El Doctoro and Deestro barreled forward towards the boats and slammed onto Krunti and Tollich's maniple.
Bortagno found his way blocked by the halberdier under Thronir and Keinrich's command.
Kalyustar's ordered his party forward, carefully avoiding the shambling Deadwalkers and preparing to close the trap around the Rotmoons.
Da Leeva ordered the shaman and Deestro to run for the boats and confidently turned to hold off the skeletons. Kalyustar felt the stirring of Krunti's broken memories as the duardin champion hacked at the Kapitán. Then Tollich waded in, his cursed blade sinking deep into the orruk boss flesh.
A swordman and a halberdier pinned Dragante's crew on the edges of the Broken Circle.
More Deadwalkers crawled out of hidden crypts, slowing down Kalyustar's advacne.
Bortagno roared in indigation at the fall of his captain and impaled Tollich on his cutlass, only to find himself surrounded by Thronir and Keinrich.
As more Deadwalkers emerged from the Broken Circle itself, Krunti fell to yet another group of the decaying revenants.
A well placed thrust of Thronir's spear brought Bortagno down, the scent of his blood pulling more Deadwalkers out of their graves.
In a blast of amethyst magic, Kalyustar and his retinuee closed onto the back of Dragante's party. For once, the hulking orruk resisted the urge to fight. Pushing through the gap left by fallen Krunti with Percy Percy and Bold Rik, they joined El Doctoro and Deestro on their flight to the boats.
Kalyustar ordered the Company to halt and let go the remaining orruks. There was a subtle pleasure in seeing the brutes dragging the badly wounded forms of their captain and bosun.
"Is that clever, Soulchemist?" came in the Skull. "You could have crushed them..."
"For once, my friend, I must disagree. This place is rich with corpses and magical energies. Routing the Rotmoons was more than enough to harvest that".
Kalyustar knocked his staff against the door of a nearby chapel, the cluttering of the hanged skulls rolling out like a laughter.
As its echoes faded under the gloomy boughs, four skeleton emerged from the chapel, quickly forming up for inspection.
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