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Farin returns and reports no apparent traps or trip wires. "So, we still have the element of surprise."
"Wren, can you tell what that ring is that we just got off the last group? It was cold to the touch - maybe it offers some protections?"
"For me, I will just try to stay out of the way of those flames."
Then Farin takes out a potion, and pours it into a pocket of his jacket. "Just in case I need to disappear quickly!" he says with a wink.
Kraygan digs through his giant bag of holding and eventually comes up with a potion labeled for cold protection.
"Bottums up!" He guzzles it down, sets his lance, and charges out from the side passage at the nearest hound.
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+10 if have pair of swords out
Kraygan takes the hounds by surprise, well as surprised as hounds can be as a galloping yak rounds the corner.
Growling and wisps of smoke coming from their eyes the Hounds gleefully set out upon Kraygan. The giant's stand, gripping their pitchforks.
One giant asks as he peers across the cavern.
The giants return to their work as they stab a pitchfork into a recently deceased orc and fling it into the cart. Fully content that whatever it is the Hellhounds can take care of it with ease.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds
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Kraygan (Cold 60)
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Fire Giants
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Wren
Farin
Rogzul grips his weapon and considers the spell he plans to use, but waits for the hounds to close in closer to Kraygan.
Jorgan hunkers down next to Rog, no longer mounted atop Spirit, and gets ready for the action.
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The Hell Hounds bound across the field of broken stalks but only a pair are able to close in on their prey. Fresh Yak!
Torrents of fire are exhaled from the hounds maws as it washing over Kraygan and Haggis. Kraygan seems completely unaffected as his armor absorbs the heat from the fire, but Haggis screeches in pain.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds (Red- rnd 5)(Blue- rnd 6)
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Kraygan (Cold 60)(Haggis 77/92)
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Fire Giants
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Wren
Farin
"Ye can't stop me ye fiery b!tches!" Kraygan yells at the hounds. Turning Haggis, he charges away, or rather toward, a different enemy to better use his lance. And to place himself closer to the giants and in the middle of the hounds.
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Haggis is able to avoid the second hound completely but gets badly burned by the first one.
Farin quickly dives down low and uses the broken stalks to move through the center of the chamber, though three of the Hell hound's heads quickly turn as they pick up a new scent.
Kraygan thunders across the field and spears one of the Hell hounds with his lance. The creature is struck with such force that Kraygan split's it in half.
the Hell hounds teeth aren't sharp enough to penetrate the yaks toughened hide.
Seeing the Hell hound get obliterated by Kraygan's lance the giants stumble to their feet.
One giant abandons his post as he runs down the winding tunnel, while the remaining giant grabs his pitchfork and rushes in to meet Kraygan.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds (Red- rnd 5)(Blue- rnd 6)
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Farin
Kraygan (Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants
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Wren
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Round 1, Init 13
Wren slowly springs into action as she can do to stop the fleeing giant. He has only one solution...and it's an ugly one.
He casts Wall of Stone, sealing off the passageway.
"Why do they always run?"
[ dice]1d20+13+2+1[/dice] to hit; (Haste, Heroism)
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
[ ooc]Haste (round 3/13): +1 to hit, AC, reflex, attx, yadayadayada. [/ooc]
HP: 79/79
AC: 18 (+4 w/mage armor) +1 haste
[ dice]1d20+11+1[/dice] touch to hit;
[ dice]1d6+6[/dice] acid damage.
Effects: mage armor, overland flight
Right: bow
Left:
Iron Ring 0/1 used
Rod Lsr Extend 0/3 used
Rod Lsr Quicken 2/3 used
Firestorm 0/3 used
Staff of Ice: 0/10 used
Acid 0/10 used
Blip: 0 of 72 5' steps
12th Level: The bow counts as a +2 Adaptive Flaming Composite Longbow. Scorching Ray now only costs 1 charge and replaces the arcane bolt. The fireball spell is now under the effects of the quickened metamagic feat though only for the use of a full attack with the bow itself with the fireball itself counting as one of the attacks.
[ dice]1d20+13[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
Rogzul flies out onto the field eagerly gripping his spear, wanting to throw himself into the melee, but instead he turns toward the two hellhounds to his left and, with a few words and gestures, releases a torrent of ice and snow onto them.
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Wren springs a wall of stone just in the giant's path as it tries to set the alarm. Skidding to a halt the giant turns around.
Seeing the plan go nowhere near how the group discussed Jorgan rushes in with Heartspit at the ready.
Rogzul flies out into the field of battle and makes the area frigid cold. A cold that only the frost giants of Skirgaard would find comfortable as ice shards pelt down on a trio of the hell hounds.
Howling in pain the hell hounds bound out of the ice storm as the green hell hound follows Farin's scent. The hound quickly finds the halfling hunkered down underneath a broken mushroom cap and let's out a howl!
Two more hell hounds converge on the halfling as on breathes a torrent of flames over Farin.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds (Red-27 rnd 5)(Blue-27 rnd 6)(Green-27)
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Farin (83/90)
Kraygan (Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants
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Wren
With no enemies in his way, Kraygan urges Haggis onward, charging into the nearest giant.
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Farin drives his dagger into the green hounds neck and gives it a good twist, ending the Hellhound's brief existence before going invisible once again.
Kraygan barrels across the expanse, his lance cracking into the giant's ribs, breaking several of them while Haggis' horns drive into the giant's backside. Yet the giant's will to live keeps it standing.
The pitchfork is fortunate enough to poke a set of holes through Kraygan's armor and into his shoulder.
The green fire giant grips his greatsword and smashes the weapon into the magical wall of stone.
A 5 foot section of the wall crumbles into rubble, leaving the wall unstable at best as the sound of chipping stone is heard throughout the cavern.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds (Red-27 rnd 5)(Blue-27 rnd 6)
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Farin (90/90)
Kraygan (129/151; Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants (Red -128)
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Wren (Stone wall 5 foot section down)
Rg glares at the hellhound that's run up to him and snarls back at the beast, striking with his mundane spear.
His attacks done, he takes a step back closer to the rest of the group, not wanting to be caught so far from the everyone else.
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SIPPING JACKET
Price 5,000 gp; Aura moderate transmutation; CL 7th; Weight 5 lbs.
Absorbent fibers line this heavy canvas coat. Once per day as a standard action, the wearer can pour a potion onto this lining, suffusing it into the coat. If the potion has an instantaneous duration, the wearer can activate the coat as a swift action to consume the potion. If the potion's duration is measured in rounds, the wearer can activate the coat as a swift action to gain the potion's benefits for 1 round, repeating as desired each round until the potion's entire duration has been used. These rounds do not need to be consecutive. The coat absorbs only potions with instantaneous or round-based durations, and only those which affect creatures (for example, it does not work on oils). Once the coat absorbs a potion, the potion cannot be retrieved from it, only used as described above. The absorbed potion loses its powers after 24 hours, even if unused.
CONSTRUCTION REQUIREMENTS
Cost 2,500 gp
Craft Wondrous Item, amplify elixir
Before we came in, I poured a potion of invisibility into it.
Jorgan and Spirit try to deal with the hell-hound in front of them. "Hey Wren, nice work on the walls and all but do you have any magic to, you know, kill these things? Does anybody know what the hell these things are?"
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Between Heartspit and Spirit Jorgan is able to swiftly cut down the red Hellhound. Rogzul is able to do the same with the blue hellhound that rushes out of the ice storm, straight into Rogzul's spear, pleasing even his spirits.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds
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Farin (90/90)
Kraygan (129/151; Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants (Red -128)
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Wren (Stone wall 5 foot section down)
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Round 2, Init 13
Wren moves yet closer (and higher) to the giant trying to escape. Shaking his head sandy, Wren knows he cannot stop the escape.
It's too bad that I cannot transfer the walls I build between myself and others onto that giant.
"I cannot stop that one! He may escape!" Wren says, citing a certain futility.
Wren casts Magic Missile at the red giant, hoping that the other giant will not escape just yet.
force damage
[ dice]1d20+13+2+1[/dice] to hit; (Haste, Heroism)
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
[ ooc]Haste (round 3/13): +1 to hit, AC, reflex, attx, yadayadayada. [/ooc]
HP: 79/79
AC: 18 (+4 w/mage armor) +1 haste
[ dice]1d20+11+1[/dice] touch to hit;
[ dice]1d6+6[/dice] acid damage.
Effects: mage armor, overland flight
Right: bow
Left:
Iron Ring 0/1 used
Rod Lsr Extend 0/3 used
Rod Lsr Quicken 2/3 used
Firestorm 0/3 used
Staff of Ice: 0/10 used
Acid 0/10 used
Blip: 0 of 72 5' steps
12th Level: The bow counts as a +2 Adaptive Flaming Composite Longbow. Scorching Ray now only costs 1 charge and replaces the arcane bolt. The fireball spell is now under the effects of the quickened metamagic feat though only for the use of a full attack with the bow itself with the fireball itself counting as one of the attacks.
[ dice]1d20+13[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
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Wren's magical missile seem to be just enough to bring the stubby fire giant down as the missile slam into his neck, effectively breaking it.
The hounds continue to sniff for Farin as another finds his scent, honing in on the invisible Halfling. A second hound bounds over and breaths a gout of fire over the area.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds
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Farin (90/90)
Kraygan (129/151; Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants
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Wren (Stone wall 5 foot section down)
Seeing the second giant trying to escape Kraygan gives Haggis a sharp heel, sending the yak hurtling across the cavern.
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Farin leaps through the fire and stabs his blade through the Hellhounds jaw, ending the fire breathing quickly as the outsider yelps in pain.
Kraygan bolts across the open field after the escaping giant who seems to ignore Kraygan as he squeezes through the five foot hole in the magical stone wall.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds (Pink -30; -2 Str; Disorient)
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Farin (90/90)
Kraygan (132/151; Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants
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Wren (Stone wall 5 foot section down)
Rogzul charges across the battlefield to provide the halfling with some backup. He keeps the red hellhound in his sights as he flies forward, lowering his defenses in the hopes of striking a critical blow.
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Round 4, Init 13
Wren reverses course and moves to Jorgan, slapping the dwarf on the shoulder. "C'mon JorHoof! We gotta stop that giant!"
With that, Wren casts Dimension Door and blampfs Jorgan (but not the yak-too big) on the other side of the wall/giant to block its cowardly fleeing.
[ dice]1d20+13+2+1[/dice] to hit; (Haste, Heroism)
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
[ ooc]Haste (round 3/13): +1 to hit, AC, reflex, attx, yadayadayada. [/ooc]
HP: 79/79
AC: 18 (+4 w/mage armor) +1 haste
[ dice]1d20+11+1[/dice] touch to hit;
[ dice]1d6+6[/dice] acid damage.
Effects: mage armor, overland flight
Right: bow
Left:
Iron Ring 0/1 used
Rod Lsr Extend 0/3 used
Rod Lsr Quicken 2/3 used
Firestorm 0/3 used
Staff of Ice: 0/10 used
Acid 0/10 used
Blip: 0 of 78 5' steps
12th Level: The bow counts as a +2 Adaptive Flaming Composite Longbow. Scorching Ray now only costs 1 charge and replaces the arcane bolt. The fireball spell is now under the effects of the quickened metamagic feat though only for the use of a full attack with the bow itself with the fireball itself counting as one of the attacks.
[ dice]1d20+13[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
Kraygan stabs at the giants arse as it squeezes through the breach in the wall.
"Now yer talkin', elf! Let's go!" Jorgan readies his spear and as soon as Wren blampfs Jorgan next to the giant, he stabs as hard as he can.
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Kraygan stabs the retreating giant in the lower back as it begins to squeeze through the hole. Wren quickly grabs ahold of Jorgan as the two disappear in a dark puff of smoke, only to reappear in front of the giant with Jorgan's spear at the ready. Turning around the giant rushes right into Heartspit and begins to thrash about in pain, causing hiself further injury.
Rogzul's spear quickly finishes of the pink hellhound as he severs the outsiders spine.
Seeing all of his companions returned to their realm the remaining Hellhound turns and withdraws towards the northern tunnel.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
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Hell Hounds
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Farin (90/90)
Kraygan (132/151; Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
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Fire Giants (-87)
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Wren (Stone wall 5 foot section down)
"Balls!" Kraygan exclaims when the giant gets past the wall. He dismounts Haggis in a fluid motion that belies his stocky dwarven form and jumps through the gap. His trained reflexes, aided by the magic of his scabbard switches his lance for Gorum's Thorn in the blink of an eye.
After an embarrassing swing he notices Wren and Jorgan opposite the giant.
"Oy! Hallo there!" He tries to play it off, acting casual.
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Farin takes off after the hellhound as fast as he can, ducking and weaving through the stalks.
Kraygan quickly draws Gorum's Thorn and thrusts the mighty blade through the giant's lung leaving it gasping for breath. In one last ditch effort the Fire giant swings his blade in a wide arc, hoping to cleave through Jorgan and into Wren.
The group quickly finishes off the near death fire giant, stopping yet another tactical retreat though the hellhound goes into hiding as its pack completely underestimated the halfling and only wishes to survive.
The chamber contains little more than dead orc slaves and now a pair of deceased giants as the Trunau Militia leaves a trail of bodies in their wake.
Jorgan
Rogzul (84/106)
Farin (90/90)
Kraygan (132/151; Cold 60)(Haggis 85/92)
Wren
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Wren grouses as the last giant falls, unable to contain his worry.
"You guys know that I won't be able to stop them every time, right? Maybe...if we rested, I might be able to regain some spells or align myself with trying to chase down every one of these cowards, but it's getting dicey." Wren will use his pearls to bring back a few spells that might help.
Wren flies back to cast Detect Magic and fly over the battlefield and area to be sure there is nothing magical that has been missed.
When he is finished with his search, he will look to Kraygan.
"Where to next, Ganhoof?"
"Either way, we fight them." Rog replies to Farin.
"The elf and his magic have saved our lives more than once, we shouldn't head into battle if his resources are exhausted."
"I hear ye, elfbird." Kraygan nods. "Let's try n' clean up our mess a bit and find a place t' camp."
Grabbing some rope, he lassos the giants and employs Haggis to drag them down one of the abandoned halls.
"Seems like th' way they was headed is where th' other giants be. Anyone got some magic t' collapse a small section o' th' passage? Then we could use that rod we found t' pass through tomorrow."
Wren grouses as the last giant falls, unable to contain his worry.
"You guys know that I won't be able to stop them every time, right? Maybe...if we rested, I might be able to regain some spells or align myself with trying to chase down every one of these cowards, but it's getting dicey." Wren will use his pearls to bring back a few spells that might help.
Jorgan offers, "Well, I can always make the ground go to mud again like before. That'll slow 'em down from running away. Not quite as solid as your walls, but it's something."
"Seems like th' way they was headed is where th' other giants be. Anyone got some magic t' collapse a small section o' th' passage? Then we could use that rod we found t' pass through tomorrow."
"Actually, I can use the same bit o' power to do just that, I think."
Jorgan walks to the opening of the passage and, once everyone is safely away, places his hand on the wall. The ceiling just ahead starts to drip water, then small bits of stone fall away, sending soft plops echoing in the room. Soon the whole ceiling turns to a muddy goop and starts sliding down, filling the passage.
Jorgan slaps his hands together to knock off some of the mud and dirt and then says, "Right, I guess we can rest safely now."
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Wren nods happily with Jorgan's magical contributions.
"I could probably handle another straight fight or two, but my ability to stop them from running off is at its limits. A night of rest might be good as we plan through our very slow, plodding assault."
Wren will take his turn at watch and re-prepare his spells for the morrow.
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The militaristic giants and swirling tunnels quickly take their toll on Wren as he is not used to being below ground like the dwarves are. Wren quickly circles overhead in the cavern as Kraygan sets to work on slowly dragging each of their kills back to this cavern to set up camp. The process takes several hours as the winding tunnels are several hundred feet long.
As Kraygan returns with the last of the giants begin drug behind Haggis with several sets of ropes bound around its leg Wren completes his search and finds no magical items in the vicinity. The group quickly discusses tucking in for the night and Jorgan helps out by re-shaping the walls and ceiling at the two entrances into the chamber, completely securing the group within. Luckily the room is large enough to hold oxygen for several hours as Jorgan has ultimately cut off all oxygen flow to the chamber and the night passes without any word of sign from the giants.
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Perception
Wren, hearing something that reminds him of the flatulent echoing reverberations that he usually hears from under the dwarf's covers, rolls over and trying to ignore the sounds.
In the morning, Wren will awake and prepare, focusing more on wall magic than offensive magic. He trust the magic of the frost staff to handle most of the load this day.
Wren will be ready to go soon. He casts Overland Flight, Endure Elements, and Mage Armor.
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"Which way, Kraygan? Jorgan?" Wren asks with some rare name-clarity in the morning.
Extended Heroism to Wren, Jorgan, Squats and YakkyTenderMcFarin.
Rogzul growls as he feels the vibrations all around the chamber.
"Wake up!" He shouts to any member of the party still resting and he points to the eastern tunnels.
[b]"Something metal from that way. I'm not sure what it was."[/]
He hands Farins mended weapons back to him and draws his own spear, preparing for a fight since one is likely on the way.
When nothing immediately tears through the tunnels and attacks the party, Rogzul cautiously approaches the eastern side of the chamber, listening to see if he can pinpoint exactly where the mechanical noise was coming from.
He looks at Kraygan and Jorgan, still sleeping blissfully in the dirt and wonders if they're actually just dead, though Kraygans flatulence soon puts that theory to rest.
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Kraygan had been sleeping off a few horns of beer when Rogzul's warning woke him. His delayed reaction comes after flailing around on his back, his armor turning him into an adamantine turtle for a second before he rolls over.
"The watch is comin! Where's m' dress!"