I'm not going to figure out the exact setup. It's been too long, so I'm going from memory, so adjust accordingly.
Tarragon (@jmarkwar) and Ezreal (@slaughter, because Kcory doesn't have an account) both stand on the walls of the town. You've been pelting the army with arrows while the town launches all sorts of artillery.
A dragon swoops low to the ground and drops a dozen troops into the middle of town, along with a familiar hooded figure that the both of you recognize as Braxxis.
The soldiers surrounding him look like ogres, only... different. They look smarter, stronger, much better equipped. They wear finely-crafted armor with overlapping plates, making them look like metal armadillos. Upon closer inspection, there's ten of them.
Gregory touches each of you on the shoulder. He opens his mouth to say something, when suddenly, Braxxis interrupts him, raising its arm, revealing a skeletal finger as it points in your direction:
"THRAX! i'VE COME FOR YOU!"
Gregory stops cold. He looks back to Braxxis, with a look like... well, like something's wrong (Perception check to see what you can tell).