A New Threat|Skyheort, Talen'sul

[Kender Bard]

The wyrm, after sating its hunger, curiously started to explore the new land. It slithered its way over the mountain terrain, sniffing around as it drew closer and closer to Talen'sul. For once, it did not go rampaging blindly, but approached with more caution, and wariness.

[Kender Bard]

Having its fill of watching, the wyrm decided to strike. Rearing up, it tried to find some way through the great wall surrounding Talen'sul. Horns were blowing, men were yellowing, but none of this was worth any more thought than the buzzings of flies. There were cries of mass panic as people discovered their powers unusable.

Luckily for Talen'sul, they'd been prepared for a siege. After the volleys of arrows did nothing to turn it aside, the order for boiling pitch to be brought to the walls was issued. The wyrm realized it could probably scale the walls and so put its claws up against the wall and began picking men off with its teeth, learning to keep its eyes shut against the stinging, bothersome arrows.

[Kender Bard]

Hurriedly, the bubbling tar was brought forth, rolled on a cauldron on wheels. The wyrm was so taken with this new object that it even paused to look at it, which was the window of opportunity that the defenders needed. Ramming it at full speed against the edge of the wall, they sent the contents hurtling towards the wyrm, covering its head. The wyrm shrieked and let go of the wall, thrashing about in agony, splattering unlucky defenders with bits of the pitch as it made a hasty retreat, blindly, towards Khelek...