Battle for Wesnoth

“You scared me,” Heppa is telling Tric as Terwaen steps up to them. It has taken several hours, but her brother finally seems well enough to talk. He greets Terwaen with a question. “Did we win?” Then he looks around and tacks on, “Wait, the battle’s not over, is it?” On the floor by his … Read more

Dame Terwaen leads two elvish ponies into the forward encampment of the Horse Clans. She heads straight to the medical tent, dismounts, and steps over to her brother’s pony. The human woman holding his unconscious body in place there lowers Tric into Terwaen’s arms. His cousin Heppa, also grievously wounded, is still mobile enough to … Read more

Thanks to Endathalas’s swift return to the allied encampments with detailed news of the mounted undead threat, the horse lords led their knights and paladins out to engage the enemy on this quadrant of the battlefield. Terwaen recognized Butterbell near a thicket across the field from her unit. From the distance, it looked like the … Read more

Out of the parting mists, two chocobones—that is the term Kachen uses for them—come charging, spears lowered. Up close, it is now obvious that these mounts were once enormous birds. Their faces taper into sharp beaks and similarly brutal-looking talons tear up the ground beneath them. Although their feet pound the dirt, they lack the … Read more

With light fading in the swamp, the newly restructured party makes camp at the hovel. At one point after dinner, both Tric and Heppa step inside the stone hut to lay out bedrolls, leaving Kachen and Heledd outside together. Tric lingers just inside the doorway, wondering what will ensue. Having been punched by Heledd before, … Read more

Tric leaves Kachen alone in the hut and rejoins the others. They seem not to have noticed the earlier brilliant flash. “How’re you feeling, Endathalas?” he asks. “I’ve been hit by those ghoul claws before. I know they’re pretty nasty.” “Oh, it’s not too bad now,” Endathalas replies, showing Tric his arm. The bright red … Read more

The elves and their human companion descend from the hills into a soggy stretch of land crossed by rotting boardwalks and dotted with an occasional abandoned hut. Some have been uninhabited for years, while the owners of others have cleared out recently to avoid the current conflict. Or maybe they are now bolstering the militia … Read more

Since enemy forces have likely seen them, Tric leads his group farther from those battlelines, which means heading up into the hills. Heppa mounts up, allowing Butterbell to handle the steeper terrain for her, but Tric stays on the ground walking alongside the new arrival. Eventually, when they are definitely out of sight of the … Read more

Once outside the limits of the Estbryn encampment, Tric leads the way stealthily from copse to copse, roughly following the route Heppa mapped out the day before. Based on scout reports and her own observations, Heppa is quite confident about the location of the lead orcish encampment. Her route is not direct—it skirts the main … Read more

A few weeks after the momentous family dinner, things are looking quite different for the House of Thrandolil. Namely, most of its members are far beyond the edges of their home forest, now encamped on the northeastern slopes of the Estmark Hills. Tric and Heppa are there with the Estbryn forces, as are Heppa’s father … Read more