Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-28358106-20160718145451

The giant writhes and gives a muffled cry, then is still. The soldiers begin their advance. The mages ready their spells, chanting...but then they look up. The sound of hoofbeats rolls heavily through the

It isn't many, perhaps thirty or less, but a troop of Centaurs rides into the fray, their bows singing, their swords striking as they pass. They are eventually slowed by the overwhelming odds, but their numbers are holding for now. One of them sees Hound.

"More of these bastards behind us...we came to rescue who we could. We can hold them off!"

A mage points to the wide winding stairs and addresses the soldiers. "Get back to the stairs and wait for the others.  Don't let him up until it is completed!"