Quaesitor
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Defense of Blackpine Slopes [GH0703]
Objectives:
- Sponsor: Adventurer's Guild
- Location: Gelderholm Fields
- Required Level: 7
Alarm! Alarm! Attack from the lakeside!Our forward group will take the high ground at Blackpine Slopes.Hold those those snakes at the foothills before the city!Damn, I hate those giant vipers and their poisonous veins.We kill Bloodbane Vipers by the scores and spill their blood...Yet any ground that their black ooze touches is tainted. Rewards:
- Prerequisite: Joint Military Exercises
- Rally with your allies at Blackpine Slopes.
- Defend against the onslaught of giant poisonous snakes.
- Prevent as few snakes as possible from slipping past the line.
- (Note: Optional Party Quest)
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- Points: 260 EXP / person
- Money: 30 G / person
- Other: n/a
Today again, I stand upon the Blackpine Slopes, preparing to fight off the snakes. In preparation against heavily armored targets, we prepared a ballista that is slowly getting positioned. And while it is getting positioned, we have to hold the attackers back. Which might not be as easy as the last few times, as I spot a handful of "armored" snakes in the first wave. How do the snakes just keep getting more and more?
As they approach us, the ranged fighters fire their first volley - and the bolts and arrows mostly glance off the "armored" ones, barely doing any damage. They still work well on the others though, which is what they focus their attack on after that. Then the melee fight begins, and I get busy cutting down snakes.
From the corner of my eye, I see a few defenders take down one of the armored ones - they hook it down, and then bash it to death with a hammer. Seems like those scales are mostly useful against slashes and somewhat against stabs. As one of the creatures approach me, I take my sword in the "Mordhau" - essentially holding my sword on the blade, and using the handle and guard as a weapon. With my full force, I smash the guard into its face, the pointy end penetrating into its skull.
As it collapses I pull my sword out of its head - my tight grasp of the blade and my gloves having protected my palms from damage - and simply return to holding my sword at the handle and switch to a normal guard, then proceed to cut down more spiders. Weirdly enough, I'm slowly getting used to this. While I can't rely on my hearing, with the noise all around, I can rely on my allies to protect my sides and back. With me only having to focus on my front, there is no way these primitive monsters would ever defeat me.
Well, that's assuming that I don't have to fight until I'm exhausted, of course. But today doesn't seem to be one of these days. The ballista is set up and proceeds to skewer the armored ones with its bolts, reducing the pressure on us even further. After fighting for a while, the snakes stop coming, and the fight ends. Whilst joking about how surprisingly weak the armored ones were with the other defenders, I return to the city and hand in my report at the guild. It is still early. I think I'll train some more before resting - I'm sure I'll find a practice partner without trouble.
As they approach us, the ranged fighters fire their first volley - and the bolts and arrows mostly glance off the "armored" ones, barely doing any damage. They still work well on the others though, which is what they focus their attack on after that. Then the melee fight begins, and I get busy cutting down snakes.
From the corner of my eye, I see a few defenders take down one of the armored ones - they hook it down, and then bash it to death with a hammer. Seems like those scales are mostly useful against slashes and somewhat against stabs. As one of the creatures approach me, I take my sword in the "Mordhau" - essentially holding my sword on the blade, and using the handle and guard as a weapon. With my full force, I smash the guard into its face, the pointy end penetrating into its skull.
As it collapses I pull my sword out of its head - my tight grasp of the blade and my gloves having protected my palms from damage - and simply return to holding my sword at the handle and switch to a normal guard, then proceed to cut down more spiders. Weirdly enough, I'm slowly getting used to this. While I can't rely on my hearing, with the noise all around, I can rely on my allies to protect my sides and back. With me only having to focus on my front, there is no way these primitive monsters would ever defeat me.
Well, that's assuming that I don't have to fight until I'm exhausted, of course. But today doesn't seem to be one of these days. The ballista is set up and proceeds to skewer the armored ones with its bolts, reducing the pressure on us even further. After fighting for a while, the snakes stop coming, and the fight ends. Whilst joking about how surprisingly weak the armored ones were with the other defenders, I return to the city and hand in my report at the guild. It is still early. I think I'll train some more before resting - I'm sure I'll find a practice partner without trouble.
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