Mhorgor watched as the final portal had crumbled to the tangled roots beneath his hooves. In the shade of the forest, he could begin to see Settra withdrawing his undead as they began to disappear. The Pharaoh glanced in the druid’s direction, and gave him a hateful stare that filled his heart with dread, as he urged his skeletal horses to turn his chariot around and quit the battlefield. His armies began to crumble, as the energies of the portals were no longer emitting necromancy required to hold his legion together. Settra had been defeated, and Mhorgor had been successful in protecting the portals.
The battle was not without sacrifice however. As Mhorgor moved through the forest to meet up with his apprentice, Vicktoria, the corpses of dozens of naiads and salamanders lay strewn about the field. As he received his field report from Vicktoria, she explained that her elemental guardians made it through the fight, with the aid of the legendary beasts Two Wing and Four Wing. The armies of death had taken much from the Green Lady, even some of Flaxhoof’s finest centaurs were slain by the unholy creatures.
As their forces gathered once more, above a high tower constructed by some creature long ago, a vision of the Green Lady appeared. Her green dress flowed around her as she looked to Mhorgor, saddened. The visions she showed him troubled him. The Salamander forces in the Forest of Galahir had been overtaken, and the goblins had continued their vile work, even after the Gryphicorn had defeated them twice. It would seem that no matter how many hundreds of the horrible creatures nature had put down, there were a thousand to take the place of the fallen.
Even worse, deeper in the forest, the goblins had created a massive cesspit, in a small glade that was home to ancient sylvan nodes of power, nodes of life. The Green Lady showed Mhorgor the nodes slowly being corrupted by some dark unseen force. The animals of the glade were twisted, mutated and covered in pox. Pestilence ran rampant in the area of the forest known as U’heleg. Beneath the disease and corruption were the powers of the abyss, pulsing and writhing. If the nodes were not cleansed soon, the trees surrounding them would wither and die, taking all natural life with them.
A green light cascaded over Mhorgor as he now stood in the heart of U’heleg, his forces rejuvenated from the battle previous. From the corrupted pools and trees came mockeries of disease and pestilence. Creatures made solely from corruption began to appear in the distance, covered in boils and puss. One creature lurched from the shadows, a heaping mass of sickness. Mhorgor had only heard stories of this horrible fiend known as the Bubonic Skag, but seeing it in person made his stomach churn. The stench that overtook the forest caused him to vomit, but staunchly he stood, and looked to his new foe...
The Skag does 4 damage to the chosen, but they hold steady. The Lord of Lies only does one point of damage to Four Wing, and he is also steady.
NOW THATS A BATTLE REPORT! Great minis and table!
Great game, report, minis, and table. Do you happen to know what was used for the big trees?
Great batrep! Thanks for sharing.
Good to see nature fighting back :).