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They had chosen their moment carefully. Spider webbing had jammed the main door to the fort, just as construction of the dormitory had begun. For the first in time days, Edgington was open to the elements, and open to attack.
Had she the time to muse at all, Samantha might have mused that the necromancer responsible might have been smiling.
Lucas caught sight of the first of them, a skeleton wandering just beyond the tree line. Aimless and unarmed, quite probably whoever made it was long gone. As a forager, Lucas had learned to always drop whatever he was doing at the sight of enemies, to lure them back to the fort for Samantha to deal with, but now the fort was indefensible and now they were already there.
Shouting rang out across the fort, Samantha readied herself atop the outer wall as Nigel hastily threw together bundles of arrows to supply her with. Despite the archer's demands otherwise Lucas stayed by his wall, determined to restore sanctity to their new home. Less than a week they had been here, but already they had fought to keep their new land and he wasn't going to let Samantha's efforts go to waste.
Samantha herself was less than enthused at this plan, but she didn't have time to waste. Skeletons were notoriously difficult to pinpoint with arrows, the shafts ricocheting off their ribcages or glancing off of their bleached skulls, and what had been a singular example was quickly growing. This was no lone skeleton, this was the stragglers of some long dead army. Fortunately, her hours in the archery range paid off, and it took only a few shots to shatter the initiator's spine.
The second was not so easily felled, but the fourth arrow shattered his ribcage clean through, leaving the monster to crumple to the ground it no doubt climbed out from. The third was almost tame, but things grew difficult when the fourth arrived. With a buckler on one arm and a worn, scratched, mace in the other, it approached the fort towards its weakest point: The wooden door to the dormitory, where Lucas had only just begun to build. Samantha drew its attention, but surprising her with its intelligence it climbed the wall and threw her back with a mighty blow. She picked out some of the broken points of its mace from her chainmail, and her hand twitched atop the hilt of her sword. It had gone unused for quite some time, but with fresh blood dripping from her chest she was entirely uncomfortable with giving it another shot now as the skeleton approached. Taking one last arrow from her quiver, Samantha drew back her longbow and let loose, striking the wretched creature in its empty eyesocket, shattering it. The now-headless bundle of bones fell apart at the joints and clattered down the side of the wall.
Samantha breathed a deep sigh, muttering "Not one more step." Nigel hurriedly handed her his latest batch of arrows, and the worst news she could hear: Three more approaching from the West, with shields, maces and blood-soaked jaws between them. She contemplated her sword once again, before taking the arrows.
In the past day, she had killed two spiders and four skeletons. By the time morning came, she swore she would make it seven.
Had she the time to muse at all, Samantha might have mused that the necromancer responsible might have been smiling.
Lucas caught sight of the first of them, a skeleton wandering just beyond the tree line. Aimless and unarmed, quite probably whoever made it was long gone. As a forager, Lucas had learned to always drop whatever he was doing at the sight of enemies, to lure them back to the fort for Samantha to deal with, but now the fort was indefensible and now they were already there.
Shouting rang out across the fort, Samantha readied herself atop the outer wall as Nigel hastily threw together bundles of arrows to supply her with. Despite the archer's demands otherwise Lucas stayed by his wall, determined to restore sanctity to their new home. Less than a week they had been here, but already they had fought to keep their new land and he wasn't going to let Samantha's efforts go to waste.
Samantha herself was less than enthused at this plan, but she didn't have time to waste. Skeletons were notoriously difficult to pinpoint with arrows, the shafts ricocheting off their ribcages or glancing off of their bleached skulls, and what had been a singular example was quickly growing. This was no lone skeleton, this was the stragglers of some long dead army. Fortunately, her hours in the archery range paid off, and it took only a few shots to shatter the initiator's spine.
The second was not so easily felled, but the fourth arrow shattered his ribcage clean through, leaving the monster to crumple to the ground it no doubt climbed out from. The third was almost tame, but things grew difficult when the fourth arrived. With a buckler on one arm and a worn, scratched, mace in the other, it approached the fort towards its weakest point: The wooden door to the dormitory, where Lucas had only just begun to build. Samantha drew its attention, but surprising her with its intelligence it climbed the wall and threw her back with a mighty blow. She picked out some of the broken points of its mace from her chainmail, and her hand twitched atop the hilt of her sword. It had gone unused for quite some time, but with fresh blood dripping from her chest she was entirely uncomfortable with giving it another shot now as the skeleton approached. Taking one last arrow from her quiver, Samantha drew back her longbow and let loose, striking the wretched creature in its empty eyesocket, shattering it. The now-headless bundle of bones fell apart at the joints and clattered down the side of the wall.
Samantha breathed a deep sigh, muttering "Not one more step." Nigel hurriedly handed her his latest batch of arrows, and the worst news she could hear: Three more approaching from the West, with shields, maces and blood-soaked jaws between them. She contemplated her sword once again, before taking the arrows.
In the past day, she had killed two spiders and four skeletons. By the time morning came, she swore she would make it seven.
A dramatised account of the events of episode 9 of Edgington, wherein Samantha attained a 7-kill streak on skeletons alone, taking damage only once in the entire period. No-one else was hurt, no doors were ever broken down, Edgington was safe under the volley of Samantha that dawn.
In every other game I've played with Timber & Stone, an assault like that with a single defending unit against a compromised base has meant doom. Everyone gets killed, often by the defender themselves trying to take down the monsters, or the defender gets overwhelmed and everyone else is helpless to stop the advance. No town I've ever had has come out of a horde of skeletons and survived for very long afterwards, but Edgington and Samantha did it, far and above my expectations. Perhaps Edgington has simply benefited from my experience of losing other settlements, but no settlement after it has survived nearly as well either.
In every other game I've played with Timber & Stone, an assault like that with a single defending unit against a compromised base has meant doom. Everyone gets killed, often by the defender themselves trying to take down the monsters, or the defender gets overwhelmed and everyone else is helpless to stop the advance. No town I've ever had has come out of a horde of skeletons and survived for very long afterwards, but Edgington and Samantha did it, far and above my expectations. Perhaps Edgington has simply benefited from my experience of losing other settlements, but no settlement after it has survived nearly as well either.
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ah... the part of my mind known as the Fallen contentiously striving to take down Edgington from creating a illusion of himself to large wolf packs to surprise attacks before dawn, yet always foiled by the steadfast defender, Samantha the Grate
by the looks of this engagement he was merely testing the defences
by the looks of this engagement he was merely testing the defences