Bandit Camp 2 (cleared)

Jun nodded and whispered, "Ok, my archer friends should just about be in position."

The fleet-footed archers were carefully advancing towards the towers, using trees and tall grass as cover. (Jun would use what little druidic magic she had at the time to subtly stimulate plant growth in the area, increasing their cover). They moved swiftly and silently, evading any threats until finally they were able to reach the walls.

If they were successful they would begin climbing them, one or two to each tower. Their bows were slung over their backs and they had a few arrows in their belts so they could quickly retrieve them for their simultaneous strike. Assuming they managed to make it to the nest of each tower, they would prime themselves for one last step up while reaching for their bows and two arrows.

In their heads they were counting, 8 badumda 9 badumda 10 badumbda... They all had to be ready by 30.

Jun looked onward in anticipation.

If all went according to plan, she and the rest of the party would hear several very slight thuds, followed by grunts, going off in unison. Aferward there would be total silence.

Again, assuming everything went according to plan, Jun would nod. "Ok, send Cheesecake in."

Seeing their queue, the eight Knights and Hans aimed and released a volley from their crossbows (and one bow) upon the camp, to get the attention of those within towards them and away from the others. Then they would lift up a large steel battering ram with one hand and hold a shield high in the other. Afterwards they would charge towards the gate, ready for a smash. The two Priests and a dog herder with both ears chewed off and thirty or so "Pets" would be between the flank Ram would create, and the gate. 

The initial phase fo the plan would go off without a hitch. The bandit archers taken care of with ease, no sound more than that of the surrounding night itself. However, the flow of magic to make the underbrush thicker did not go unnoticed. The conjurer within the camp felt its use, and began plans with the bandit leader. Already the men inside the camp were nigh ready for an attack, leaving the archers as prey for the allied coalition.

The arrow volley would indeed draw the attention of the bandits and the 6 novices, 2 fighters and 1 berserker would quicken their pace to the gates to reinforce them. Using their brute strength to move wooden supports stocked nearby to keep the gate from being breached. Meanwhile, the bandit leader with the remaining fighting forces would prepare the interior of teh camp for those about to enter, including stringing up the three captives to use as leverage.

The conjurer though, would be preparing a nice little spell for those she sensed on the far side from Hansel and his knights. It would take 3 turns to charge and would be very... persuasive in hindering their movements. (End of Round 1)

The Knights smashed into the gate with a definite thud. While the reinforcements to it would help, they had equal numbers and the Knights had blessed strength. Hans turned to Riley and shouted "Oi, you! Help with this thing!" He hoped that the strength of nine blessed humans and one more be he blessed by gods like the Angelists or not would overwhelm the gate. The two Clerics and Hans would also start to charge their energy for an augment to strength.  

Ram Jam launches the boulder into the wall with a crash. He let out a deep exhale, lifting up that boulder with his powers took a bit out of him. Another entrance would be made now for the soldiers to storm the camp.

The battering ram hit the gate on the mark, causing the gate to disintegrate outwards from the point until the only thing that remained was a pile of splinters and an open way into the camp. Even parts that were untouched by the sword seemed to fall apart the moment the mark was bashed open, as though the entire thing had caught fire and rapidly burned to nothing. Riley turned back to Hans.

"Door's open, let's go!"

The door would last a few hits from the ram despite the weakening slashes. Afterall it is a fortified camp, one does not expect such a location to fall easily. As the front gate begins to crack open, bolts from bandit crossbows taken from a nearby building would be fired both through and above the gate. Bolts would come from the two directions in hopes of either killing or at least injuring a few of the knights. If they paid attention though, they would see that the number of bolts would be few in number. What were the bandits doing on the inside?

As the boulder tossed by Ram Jam broke through the wall rather easily, it might not have had the effect he wanted. With his troops now storming into the camp, a few rune sigils activate. Causing the earth to quickly rise around the feet of the troops and harden into durable rocks. Effectively stopping any caught in the trap.

The three captives were being moved quickly, already being brought into the main square where the now slightly luminescent conjurer is located. The prisoners were being drawn and tied upon risen wooden stakes, poised in an even spaced circle to provide cover for the spell caster. It would be difficult to assassinate him with ranged attacks at this point without endangering those captured.As for the spellcaster, the second round of his spell is now charged, and he unleashes his spell upon those now trapped by the stone runes. The spell would cause the air to super heat in a matter of seconds, combustion through air not only around the soldiers, but within their lungs as well. Any who would be able to withstand the damage should be severely crippled.

"Shit", Ram Jam would call his men back. "Jun! Hans! There are traps inside!"

Ram Jam would opt to vault into the camp himself to confront the enemy.

The black clad elderly man walked down from the side of the mountain, over watching the siege. A slight smirk appeared on his worn face, his eyes hidden by the circular black sunglasses with leather side shields and the long brimmed hat. He walked over to a stump and sat down, putting the umbrella between his legs and used the curved handle as a hand rest.