Cheshire's Assault on Seglock took place in Dalsk 825 PR as Horatio stole precious and rare resources from the University archives, including all of his own grad-school work which had been confiscated and banned, thanks to its research on forbidden magics.
Background
Horatio Cheshire was a wild-minded alchemist and experimenter who had been operating in secret in northern Isonhound after securing the patronage of a mysterious benefactor (who was himself working for an even more mysterious benefactor). After Horatio Cheshire was captured and imprisoned at Gammelgard,
Meanwhile, the central city of Seglock had just finished preparing a Gala of Protection, a festival celebrating the heroes of the Greedy Green who had made a decision to headquarter themselves in the city, and as a result keep the city protected from any outside draconic forces thanks to their usage of the Crystal Moonwell of Eros.
The festival was meant to be a thank-you to the heroes, but would also draw the ire and attention of Cheshire, who used the city's distraction as a way to penetrate the usually well-guarded city walls and infiltrate with a three-front direct attack on the city.
The Attack
After getting forces into the city, Horatio directed them towards Seglock University, splitting the forces up across the Three Gates of Seglock U
Left Gate
Center Gate
Right Gate
Perspectives
Trina
Somehow the locals thought that it was a good idea to have a festival. Had they not heard of what happened last time there was a festival? Dragons attacked the town. Well, this time all hell broke loose. Trina was sipping her free drink when explosions shook the town. Grandmush, the sorcerer and a few others run towards the source of trouble. The university was on fire, which made her assume that it could not have been anything worse than a failed experiment. The heroes had set up the moonwell here, so they were safe. But no, Tiamat(?) themselves broke out from within a building wrecking additional havoc to everything. Trina would have loved to get her hands into his evil essence… if she did not die first. Those Cheshire goblins were everywhere, threatening everyone’s lives. They were as tough as she remembered them and unfortunately Buho was not there to rain poop on them. However, a mad university professor had been making a drakkoth blood poison that could kill those bastards. It was a long and tiring fight against the attacking horde. Trina had never had to use all of her resources before, nor had she felt so tired and battered.
