As the party reached the enemy castle, they looked upon the ramparts to see a formidable fortified fortress. Their mission was to extract the relic and those defending it, had done well to deter treasure hunters. However, this party consisting a fighter, an archer, a thief and a magician sought that relic even they were outnumbered greatly.

They would easily be spotted if they would cross the damp fields right now. The moonlit night offered the blanket of fatigue to tired archers but the chances of a regiment to all overlook them would be slim. The magician stood before the group and began incanting with his hands twisting in a complex motion. Blue light encircled his fingers and before them a mist formed. It enshrouded the field and the view for the archer’s was made obscure. They waded through the field unseen.

They reached the portcullis and discovered the the door locked. The thief nodded and approached the lock. He took out his lock-picking tools and twisted the needle into the tumbler. It rattled indecisively. The others stood on-guard. Suddenly, a click sounded a successful unlock. They opened the gate cautiously.

Two guards patrolling stood still in their tracks. Their face alerted, they rose their weapons but as quickly as they reacted, they were dispatched by two swift arrows that stumped them flat onto the ground. Quick dexterity from the archer received approval from the party. They continued on to the house that held the relic.

A lone knight stood guarding the relic. The fighter approached. He charged at him and the knight moved tactically. A swift swipe from the fighter was blocked by the knight’s broad double-handed sword. The fighter was taken aback. He swung several hits that were met with several successful blocks and the knight looked unfazed. In retaliation, the knight swooped low sweeps that with great agility the fighter was able to dodge and jump the deadly weapon. A decapitating strike overshadowed the increasingly fatigued fighter. It looked that his end was near but an arrow hit the blade to cause it to move a few inches away from what would have been a deadly blow. Then two daggers shanked the knight in the sides. He yelled in pain and in anger. A blue mist hovered and danced in front of the knight’s eye and he became enraged. He swung haphazardly, missing his targets but hitting the walls and the floors. The fighter took the opportunity and impaled the knight through the chest. The knight fell slowly to his knees and collapsed.

The magician cast a spell over the relic and it levitated behind them as if in a bubble. They left the house and escaped under the cover of the mists. Their mission was complete. Each of them considered their mission and all they knew was that without the help of their friends, it would have been a very difficult day.