"Why you..."
Unlike many times in the past, The Green Man is not yet ready to unleash his rage, which means he has to grit his teeth and fight the pain inflicted by the filthy claws raking over his chest.
Stepping into reach of the ugly giantkin, he uses his enhanced speed to hopefully good effect.
Sonechka grimaces and shakes her head as the others rush in to fight the monsters. She waves a hand at the closest of the beasts, focusing her ire on it and willing it to succumb to her enchantments.
The dwarf casts mirror image and suddenly extra images of the mage appear. He then steps toward the giant, and stops directly to the left of Bregor.
Norton charges to the left.
Green's attacks drop the thawn to the right of the doors.
Norton avoids the claws of his target and the pit hidden under the tarp on his way to hacking into the nearest on the left.
It counters with a wide swing, and a grazing slash.
The thawn behind hurls a cleaver toward Dolgrym, dispelling one of his illusory images.
The Green Man actually pauses for a moment, surprised at how easily he had dispatched his foe.
The surprise is more than enough to dispel the rage building up in his mind, and as he turns around, he looks at the remaining enemies with a clear head.
Heading around the pitfall, he joins Norton in assaulting the next Thrawn.
As he moves, he marvels at the feeling of being so very fast.
The smashed elemental earth glides to hit.
The newest closes to flank.
Furiel produces flaming hands and advances to hurl flame.
Sonechka points at the thawn on the left and send a wave of baleful energy at it, as well.
Norton and Green bring down the second thawn.
The third is rocked hard by Furiel's earthen minion.
"Just the one left! Come, let us end this now!"
The Green Man pounds the haft of the earth breaker against the floor and gestures a challange against the remaining Thrawn.
The dwarf holds his ground as well, waiting on the remaining giant to enter his range, threatening with his axe.
Sonechka extends her hand, focusing her baleful energy on the last grotesque giant-kin.
The Green Man once more thumps the floor with his weapon, grinning and making a rude face against the Thrawn.
Part of him wonders at this sudden aggressive behaviour on his part.
Hmmm, I usually do not fight this clear headed...but when I do I don't tend to ENJOY it this much either...
The injured thawn goes into a frenzy attacking the earth elementals flanking him, but fails to damage either one. They subsequently dispatch him with their rocky fists.
"Well, that was...anticlimactic."
Scratching the back of his head, The Green Man turns to the others.
"Looks like we did it. Let's look around and see what information we can learn about this place and what the giant-kin did here."
The Green Man begins to search the bodies first, then going over the barn slowly.
Sonechka grimaces at the huge corpses as she steps into the barn. "I am surprised the fey was bothered by the creatures. It makes me wonder what his interest was in this farm."
"Perhaps we shall find out? Of course, the fey are given to thinking in ways us "normal" mortals are not, so we may never truly understand either."
Sonechka finds nothing magical within the barn. Also within the barn, you find only the thawn's traps and trapmaking supplies, and perhaps their sustenance - animal parts. The traps have been constructed with bone, horns, teeth, and sinew.
"Hmmmph, it does not look like there will be any answers found here.
Shall we move on and check the other structures then?"
Stroking his chin with one hand, The Green Man looks over his companions.
"I don't think anyone but me were hurt in this combat at all?
That is pretty good all in all, we used their size against them."
As he moves out of the barn, The Green Man still contemplates why these foes had him riled so?
When Green leaves the barn, he sees more thawn by the ring of dead trees.. a clearing of dead flora a hundred feet to the south. Two are dragging lifeless deer, and another carries the gathlain toward the large tree stump in the center.
The gathlain calls out "My friend! Help!"
Ouch! Spoke too soon of things being over...
Random roll
Balamew is seems to be feigning his struggle... his cry for help is somehow suspect.
The Green Man speaks to the others out of the corner of his mouth.
"Careful now, something if off about this scene, he seems to be faking this..."
"The fey are known for their fondness for mischief. This could be an elaborate trick."
"Yes, the question is, is it a MALICIOUS trick or not..."
"There's only one way to find out. Let's go see what happens..."
"Going into a possible trap, but with our eyes open eh? Fair enough. Let me go first and keep your spells and weapons ready.
The Green Man straightens and begins to walk forward, and since it LOOKS like someone in danger he doesn't have to pretend to not be tense and ready for attack either.
The third - holding Balamew - lags behind, and flashes the claws of one hand threateningly.
Furiel begins to bring an air elemental into the world,a small one.
The dwarf held his action. He could try and slow down the Giants, but he couldn't stop their attacks, and even one would probably kill the poor fellow. "Anyone got any fancy talking? My spells aren't going to get him free..."
Sonechka shakes her head. "It's too far for my tricks, Dolgrym. Much as I hate to say it, we need to get closer."
Green moves close enough to see the far side of the large stump as the thawn holding Balamew (the gathlain) moves out of the rest of the cautiously advancing party's sight.
The Green Man continues his cautious approach, fingers slowly tightening his grip on the earth breakers haft.
As he gets closer to the giant-kin, he feels his face slowly twist into a death's head grin, but again, he is unsure where this aggression is coming from.
"Can't hide from me, can't run.
So better just stand and fight, it will be...quicker that way."
"Come now, don't be shy, come closer and kiss my weapon."
The Green Man continues his cautious advance.
"I don't know if they respond well to threats." -- Furiel whispers to the others.
Furiel steps up and begins to speak to the giants, confident in his new titles and buoyed by the recent festival. "You are in luck. We have negotiated the new Unseely Accords, and giants are now granted favorable judgement under our new banner. We have the combined might of the fey empire, the kingdom of dreams and shadows, and the binding word of the master rune giant binding all of giantkind. Put down the innocents and we can work this out. You do not want to disgrace giantkind and become hunted by all giants."
The words coming from the small gnome with the helmet seem to have an amazing amount of conviction. The gnome confidently strides forward, no weapons in hand, but a ball of fire is passed from hand to hand as he produces flame.
"The largest of the flame giants taught me this trick. Do not cross me."
The small air elemental shoots up from the ground and makes the gnomes cloak billow in the wind for few seconds as it sharply lifts up and drops down again.
The mud giant holding Balamew stops short, and drops the gathlain as it looks up in the high hollow of one of the dead trees. You see a small creature emerge, and two more from other trees. They look like imps or pixies with bat wings.. small skulls hang from their waists.
"Even released... not free.. not free. Kept is his soul.. as yours will be."
The two further away fly to the top of the large stump, while the nearer plucks a skull from its collection, and hurls it toward Furiel.
The other two throw theirs at Green and Norton.
The thawn and Balamew merely watch.. both wide-eyed and stunned... both seem to fully believe Furiel's wild claim.
The tiny skulls shatter into small miasmic clouds as they strike Furiel and Green. Wisps snake toward their eyes.
Know nature
Sonechka murmurs the words to a spell and throws a handful of dust at the chaneque on the stump.
Dolgrym casts Slow on as many of the evil fey as he can target in the burst of the spell.
Will DC 18 to resist.
Furiel gestures and a web engulfs the large threat and the pair of smaller foes.
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M (spider web)
EFFECT
Range medium (100 ft. + 10 ft./level)
Effect webs in a 20-ft.-radius spread
Duration 10 min./level (D)
Saving Throw Reflex negates; see text; Spell Resistance no
DESCRIPTION
Web creates a many-layered mass of strong, sticky strands. These strands trap those caught in them. The strands are similar to spiderwebs but far larger and tougher. These masses must be anchored to two or more solid and diametrically opposed points or else the web collapses upon itself and disappears. Creatures caught within a web become grappled by the sticky fibers. Attacking a creature in a web doesn't cause you to become grappled.
Anyone in the effect's area when the spell is cast must make a Reflex save. If this save succeeds, the creature is inside the web but is otherwise unaffected. If the save fails, the creature gains the grappled condition, but can break free by making a combat maneuver check or Escape Artist check as a standard action against the DC of this spell. The entire area of the web is considered difficult terrain. Anyone moving through the webs must make a combat maneuver check or Escape Artist check as part of their move action, with a DC equal to the spell's DC. Creatures that fail lose their movement and become grappled in the first square of webbing that they enter.
If you have at least 5 feet of web between you and an opponent, it provides cover. If you have at least 20 feet of web between you, it provides total cover.
The strands of a web spell are flammable. A flaming weapon can slash them away as easily as a hand brushes away cobwebs. Any fire can set the webs alight and burn away one 5-foot square in 1 round. All creatures within flaming webs take 2d4 points of fire damage from the flames.
A deep rumbling growl of frustration builds in The Green Man's chest.
The pests that seem to be the current threat are out of his reach, and he is suddenly all to aware of his complete lack of options for ranged combat.
Moreover, the giankin suddenly might not be an enemy.
Finally, he decides to enhance his protection for now.
As Furiel's web covers and entangles the two center fey and the mud giant, the chaneque nearest to you takes flight. It flies south... past where the other thawns entered the massive stump and beyond.
"Come with me, Balamew, into the woods. I will not die here."
Balamew leaps up in the air and flaps his leafy wings to follow.