(Star Wars d6) Bo'non'as and Oopsa #4 - Against the Horde of the Lightning God

The Lightning God is no more!!!

Armed only with their wits, a lone power pack, 

and a profound knowledge in tuber-based recipes 

Yellowback Kurabanda heroes Bo'Non'as and Uha'ul 

Were able to slay the "Lightning God" of the north. 

Fresh off that victory, they have succeeded in  

Pissing off the remainder of the Lightning God's followers

and they are in the process of chasing down our heroes to

the front grate of the Yellowback village.

For Bo'Non'as and Uha'ul, trekking up to the northern lands of the Lightning God.  They had slain the Lightning God and had angered his followers.  Our heroes, Bo'Non'as and Uha'ul, high-tailed it out of town.

Uha'ul just wnated to help Bo'Non'as, and things went horribly well and horribly bad at the same time. A half-step behind the former Warlord of the Kurabanda, and nothing to trip, Uha'ul had to trip him up mentally.

"Look, an Indulgent-class Luxury Liner!" he exclaimed, pointing at the sky.  Bo'Non'as stopped short to turn around and look and took a tumble.  He managed to right himself quickly, but the fabled Ladle of Command, the kitchen implement that slew the Lightning God, was bouncing right into the hands of Uha'ul!

The Ladle of God-Slaying

Oopsa, the advisor to the Chosen One, still stood above a platform a good 15 foot above the chaos, sipping on a cup of warm Potass.  Something needed to be done. 

The only thing he could do was run over to the Organ Grinder of Unity, the tusks of the large mammal roaming the plains of razor grass.

***WA-oooo-AAAUUUGH***  (with the sound of an English Horn)

Some of the guards had obviously seen the angry horde chasing the Yellowback heroes, but the sound of the Organ Grinder reminded them their primary mission was to defend the platform from the attack.

The guards were hastily assembled by the entrance on the platform to the village.  Uha'ul dashed by with some healthy advice. 

"Get ready, get ready, close ranks, close ranks!!!"  

With that he slid between two of the guards right before they closed ranks and set spears, leaving a trailing Bo'Non'as in front of the spear tips.  He wisely performed front flip with a backspring and flew over the guards, seconds before the charging horde impacted the spearmen.

Picking up his warm cup of potass, Oopsa climbed above the Temple of the Wise to a long-forgotten sentry post.  There, he sipped his cup and observed.  

Using the Ladle, Uha'ul rallied the women, children, and infirm to take up arms to fight against the onslaught of the Red Kurabanda.

Bo'Non'as had had enough of Uha'ul showing him up and tried to kick the Kurabanda in the nuts, but in the ensuing melee, the Ladle cracked down the middle, each of them holding a half!  Uha'ul was pissed and punched Bo'Non'as in the face!  Bo'Non'as countered with Kurabanda Martial Arts and the effective double-eye-poke.

High above in the guard turret, Oopsa barked encouragement to the defending guards below.

"You, to the right!  You, help him!  No, the other way!"

Bo'Non'as lept upon the blind Uha'ul, but fell into a a headlock.  Both could look to see the line of spearmen bowing into the village, but barely holding.  Many of the Red Kurabanda turned around and ran.  Others jumped from the platform having enough of the fight.  

Oopsa must of absorbed the magicks from the broken Ladle, and rallied the spearmen to hold fast.  

Bo'Non'as lifted Uhu'al into a suplex and both came crashing to the ground.  Bo'Non'as took the broken pieces of the Ladle relic, tossed the pieces on Uha'ul's chest, and walked away.  

Bo'Non'as searched for Oopsa, finally scaling up to his level to find the advisor finally finishing his cup of potass.

"Um, you need something?"

Bo'Non'as smacked the empty cup out of his hand, tumbling to the forest floor.  

"Thanks for no help against the Reds... or that treacherous Uha'ul."

"I was leading the guards!  They were doing good!  I can't see how this could possibly go any better."

Bo'Non'as tried to bellow orders to the troops down below, but the wrestling knocked too much out of him, and he could barely utter a low speaking voice.  

For Uha'ul, he used potass paste to recombine the two pieces of the ladle. Wrapped now in decorative vine, the magicks may have disappeared the it was still a symbolic relic.   However, with the Ladle in one hand, and a spear in the other, Uha'ul rallied the guards further until the Reds simply gave up. 

"Go back to your homes, leave us," Oopsa hollared.

"We need the manpower to help the village," Bo'Non'as low talked.

"OR STAY IF YOU WANT TO!"

The remaining Red Tribe was welcomed back with open arms.  Over a hundred villagers returned, at least to Uha'ul's poor counting. 

Dipsa, the Chosen One, all four-years of her, finally woke up and was apprised by Oopsa of the situation.  Afterwards, Oopsa organized a great feast to celebrate full of stale plantain chips and vegan sushi. 

An subsequent search party traveled back the Red Village and scored some hard containers that were of hairless mammal creations, and only the jacket of the Lightning God.  His body was missing!!!

The up-front rallying of the Kurabanda, and the Ladle of God Slaying earned Uha'ul a full name:

Uha'ul of Lad-El.

For now, it was another journey to the south for more water... and ancestral ghosts.  Once healed up, Bo'Non'as volunteered to lead the mission.

Next: Bo'Non'as and Oopsa #5 - To the Southlands