Chapter 5: Breaking Tusks

One of the hunter screams in pain as he’s hit by Koram’s spell. Then Haitih’s attack bounces off one of the other hunters’ shield.

One of the hunter steps and slashes at Tomas twice. The first attack misses, but the second graces the barbarian. (3 damage)

Then the last burnbearer steps as well, putting Tomas in a flanking position. Then he slashes twice at the barbarian as well. Once again Tomas is able to dodge the first strike, but leaves himself open to a devastating thrust afterwards. (Crit: 16 damage)

Meanwhile up on the ridge, you see Ivarsa shake her head in sadness. "Oh Pakano. I had high hopes for you, but you proved weak. I knew I would have to do everything myself!" she calls out to the dying Pakano. She makes arcane gestures with her hands and from them a small ball of fire shoots out at the snowpack right underneath her feet and expands into a much bigger fireball.

Unbelievably, though she’s consumed in flames, Ivarsa emerges from the conflagration unscathed. The icy face of Rimecrag Peak, on the other hand, loosens amid the blast and now looms over the pass, just shy of collapsing entirely. Now, it’s only a matter of moments before the sheet gives way and an avalanche consumes the pass.

The sounds from the west is becoming even louder. Sounds like a horde of people moving quickly in your direction.

The remaining hunters looks shocked at the development and you can see the panic on their faces. Though they still fight on for now. One of the longshields stabs at Haitih twice, but the dragon proves too quick for him and avoids the attacks.

The last longshield stands, once again opening himself up to an attack from Iroven.

Iroven proves his skill as he slashes at the hunter trying to get up, ending his life, before in a flur of movement he is next to Tomas and takes care of both hunters there in what seems like one fluid motion.

While Artesia heals her own wounds, Haitith takes a big bite out of the last remaining hunter.

Around you, you see big clumps of ice and snow fall to the ground. Taking all you have to avoid the worst of it. One by one you guide the following, trying to get them all through before it ends in tragedy.

With a snort, the final mammoth emerges from the narrow end of the pass and shakes the snow from her hind leg. A moment of utter silence ensues, as though Rimecrag itself were holding its breath. Then, a small whooshing noise becomes the thunder of a hundred stampeding mammoths as cascades of snow pack the pass, sealing it behind the Broken Tusks.