Day 11, Around three bells, afternoon

Complication Dice 5 of 6

It all happened at once.

Ramiro's shout and generation of fire matched Verglas's urging the horse forward. One of the two toughs leapt in front of Endrow, raising his shield, and the singing blast lit on the shield rather than the mage's face.

Then Endrow was chanting. Magic; with an assured, calm series of liquid syllables that drifted in the air.

Packets of energy erupted from his fingers and arrowed across the snow-covered ground.

But not at Verglas. Or at Lyssa.

They lit on dead Roland's horse. The mount had no defences against the ripping, shrieking magic that thundered into it. With one final shriek of pain, Ember collapsed into the snow, its neck breaking with a final crack. Verglas somehow managed to break her fall, but Lyssa was down on the ground, breath knocked out of her.

The toughs pulled their weapons, and started forward.

"Her father, dwarf?" sneered Endrow, lowering his hands and pulling a wand from his belt. "Doing a rather impressive job of dying, when last I saw him." He looked toward Verglas. "If you'd reunite the family, then you'd stand aside. If not, then by all means, escort her to him."

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Initiative Order:

Njal
Lyssa/Verglas
Endrow/Toughs
Ramiro

The ground here is difficult terrain, i.e. double movement.