GM Tyranius Giantslayer (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

THIS WAY IS A BRIDGE ROCKS FOR BRAINS. BEYOND IS ONLY RUINS AND SWAMP. The giant rests his hand on his head as he whispers to the other one.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Jorgan stays behind, not having the statue to match a giant. But from the darkness he calls out in Giant, "GOOD! WE ARE LOOKING FOR RUINS AND SWAMP! GOOD FOR SLEEPING AND BATHING! WE REST HERE FOR THE NIGHT!"

Wren shrugs, unsure what to do as he doesn't speak Giant.

Fire bomb now? Cry softly? Die quickly? Please. Something.

Kraygan looks back to his companions in the darkness and talks loudly. "BATH? HAHA! YOU MAKE GOOD JOKE! BRING YAKS, WE EAT ONE AND REST IN RUINS."

Calling out across the bridge again, "HEY! IF NOTHING BUT SWAMP AND RUINS, WHY YOU GUARDING BRIDGE?"

"They seem to believe the disguise." Rogzul whispers to those who stayed behind. "But Jorgan just mentioned bathing. It won't be long before they're discovered."

The half-orc begins to cast fly on himself, preparing for battle before he gets lectured for dallying again.

Torgan holds Kraygan's lance in one hand as he looks over the long weapon. "Psst... Bushes. Is this when he wanted me to ride in a stab one? I bet I could take it down in one hit..." Torgan asks of Rogzul in a whisper-esque voice.

CAMP WHERE YA WANT WE WERE JUST TOLD NOT TO LET ANYONE IN.

Calling out across the bridge again, "HEY! IF NOTHING BUT SWAMP AND RUINS, WHY YOU GUARDING BRIDGE?"

URATASH ORDERED US TO GUARD THE BRIDGE. IF WE DON'T THEN WE DON'T GET TO JOIN THE STORM TYRANT.

Hearing a second voice in the distance the giant cocks its head. WHO ELSE IS THERE?

Unsure what the dwarves are actually doing or planning, Wren waits and remains hidden.

Jorgan whispers, "Kray, charge them already! We're right behind you."

Jorgan calls back across the bridge, "WADDAYA MEAN? WE'RE HERE TO SLEEP IN YOUR SWAMPS AND RUINS AND WE'RE COMIN' OVER!"

"Dem's the words!" bellows Torgan as he sets the lance and charges with Malt.

"FER THE SHORN WHISKERS!" he battlecries.

Lance @ Red | Giant Hunter: 1d20 + 11 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 2 + 1 = 16
Damage: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (8, 5) + 8 = 21

Yak Gore! @ Red: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 13 + 2 = 26
Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 6 = 23

Actually I am going to shift you back just a bit Torgan as you initially started about 50 feet off the map. Each space is 10 feet. You wouldn't have had the movement to get anywhere near the giants.

Becoming anxious Torgan sets malt forward breaking the cover of the group. The giants grip their boulders with smoldering glares as their roar in fury at the deceit.

Small birds and drakes take to the air as they are roused from their slumber by the sounds of combat.
YOU BRING DWARVES INTO THE STORM TYRANTS ARMY!

Round 1
Torgan
Wren
Rogzul
Kraygan
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Stone Giants
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Round 1
Jorgan

Can Torgan use Cheetah Sprint + Share Spells to have Malt Charge from up to 400' away and use the same rolls?

Yup that would do it! :)

A gust of wind ripples Kraygan's beard as Torgan races by. "That's it Torgan, give em the lance!" He shouts as he draws Gorum's Thorne and stomps forward. With a barking command, he calls Haggis to him.

Im guessing the enlarge spell Rogzul cast from his wand only lasts a minute? GM, how much of it is left?

About 3 rounds

I have another question that I can't seem to find an answer for on the forums. Can the deflect arrows feat deflect thrown rocks from a giant? It says no large objects like boulders or ballistas, but are rocks thrown by giants qualify as boulders? To add more confusion, if Kraygan is large sized, would that make a difference for missiles he could theoretically deflect

Attempt two, now that I noticed the bit about each square being ten feet.

Rogzul frowns, still too far away to take his spear to the giants, he moves as fast as he can, trying to cross as much distance as possible before the boulders start coming. He stops within range of both giants.

Run - full round action to move up to 4x movement. Both giants need a will save per giant nail armor.reach is 10 feet

@Kraygan: I would assume that rocks thrown by giants are classified as boulders otherwise there is no point in specifying specifically boulders, thus I wouldn't allow it in PFS even if you are the same size as the Giant. In a home game, I'm not sure how I would rule.

Round 1, Init 16

Wren steps out and fires twice at the red giant.

1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 9 - 2 = 21 to hit; (rapid)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 damage.

1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 - 2 = 25 to hit; (rapid)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 damage.

Wren stares at the far ridge and wonders why he can't be there. It looked safe there...and it was higher up. It would be a good place to be.

I should be there. Why can't I be there?

Torgan casts a quick spell giving Malt the speed of a cheetah. The yak look quite odd moving as quickly as he does across the bridge. Though only malt is able to make contact with the stone giant. He shakes his head as the hard blow nearly knocks the yak into seeing stars as its blunt horns grind against the hard stone.

Stepping out from the sparse trees within the narrow valley Wren fries a pair of arrows at the same target while it is still caught off guard and flat-footed. Both of his arrows are able to chip away another stone.

As Rogzul moves within range the giants begin to take note of his peculiar armor.

DC 16 Will Red: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Rage Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1

DC 16 Will Green: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Rage rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Both giants seems enraged at the sight of such armor as both of their gazes bear down on the orc. All other target's leaving their attention.

I have another question that I can't seem to find an answer for on the forums. Can the deflect arrows feat deflect thrown rocks from a giant? It says no large objects like boulders or ballistas, but are rocks thrown by giants qualify as boulders? To add more confusion, if Kraygan is large sized, would that make a difference for missiles he could theoretically deflect

After a bit of research myself I would have to agree. The stones from giants would count as boulders. Even though you are nearly the same size it would still be a difficult feat to knock a boulder out of the way. That and there is a whole special ability led up to rock catching itself.

Round 1
Torgan
Wren
Rogzul
Kraygan
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Stone Giants (Red-28; Rage 1 rnd (Rogzul))(Green- Rage 1 Rnd (Rogzul))
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Round 1
Jorgan

Kraygan acted. He moved closer.

Ah, missed that. Thanks.

The red leathered stone giant loses his mind in his rage at the sight of Rogzuls armor that he completely ignores Torgan and moves around him. Provoke AoO's.

The giant drops it's boulder and quickly draws it's club from his side as he slams it down at Rogzul.

Greatclub vs Rogzul AC 18; Rage; PA: 1d20 + 16 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (12) + 16 + 2 - 3 = 27
Damage: 2d8 + 12 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (8, 1) + 12 + 2 + 6 = 29

The bridge seems to buckle and shake from the concussion of the mighty blow as it slams into Rogzul.

The green stone giant follows it up by hurling two boulders at the half-orc.

Rock 1; PBS; Precise vs Rogzul AC 18: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 11 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Rock 2; PBS; Precise vs Rogzul AC 18: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

The hefty boulders clip Rogzul as the last one catches him in the head, knocking him unconscious on the stone bridge. Though the giants have done little they look to be exhausted from their initial assault, though pleased with themselves as the orc falls.

Round 2
Torgan
Wren
Rogzul (-2/62; unconscious; bleeding)
Kraygan
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Stone Giants (Red-28; exhausted)(Green; exhausted)
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Round 1
Jorgan

"Aye, about time!" Jorgan mutters to himself as he kicks Spirit across the wobbling bridge. Along the way Jorgan's skin grows tougher and harder.

barkskin and double-move for Spirit.

Round 2, Init 16

Wren continues to fire at the red giant.

1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 9 - 2 = 17 to hit; (rapid)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 damage.

1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 9 - 2 = 20 to hit; (rapid)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 damage.

Wren watches Rogzul take repeated body shots (and fall? unless ferocity?). He wonders how he can save his newest ally. Wren then looks at his bow, wondering if he might be more useful by aiding the fight with magic. He ponders this.

"Gah!" Kraygan exclaims as Rozgul takes a beating. Pumping his legs, he continues advancing across the bridge. "I'm comin! I'm comin!!"

Double move.

Really? Double critical on the giant nail armor?

Seeing the rage in the eyes of the giants, Rog attempts to defend himself as one of them steps within reach.

AoO: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 191d8 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

Not long after his attack, the boulders collide with his body and push him passed his physical limits, he passes out, bloody and bruised, drifting slowly back to the ground like a limp doll.

Stabilize: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 fail

I know! I bet that doesn't happen again this entire game. Luckily they both only rolled for 1 round.

As the giants move in Rogzul is able to get one last strike in before succumbing to the onslaught of blows headed his way.

Spirit kicks off on the stone bridge as Jorgan defends himself with stronger magic. Wren's two arrows seem to hit a little easier now that the giants are exhausted. Though Rogzul fell his noble sacrifice seems to have helped.

Rogzul continues to bleed while Kraygan pumps his enlarged dwarven legs as fast as he can to make it to the orcs aid in time.

Round 2
Torgan
Wren
Rogzul (-3/62; unconscious; bleeding)
Kraygan
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Stone Giants (Red-45; exhausted)(Green; exhausted)
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Round 1
Jorgan

As the reddish stone statue moves, Torgan and Malt lash out with their weapons on the creature. The dwarf brings his hammer to bear against the giant as Malt tries to gore him once more.

Since the Lance is one-handed while mounted, Torgan had Agrimmosh in his other hand which he is using to make the AoO.

AoO-Torgan: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 1 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4) + 6 = 15

AoO-Malt: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 6 = 22

As Rozgul is bashed in the head with rocks and a greatclub, Torgan drops the lance and draws his trusty dagger and the yak rider turns into a whirling dervish of steel.

Aggrimosh @ Red: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 1 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6) + 6 = 16

Brinya's Love @ Red: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 12 + 1 = 29
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Aggrimosh @ Red: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 = 16
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 6 = 11

Brinya's Love @ Red: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 1 = 23
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

As Torgan lashes out, Malt keeps headbutting the creature, but he feels a bit skittish after a bump appears on his head after the first charge.

Yak Attack!: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14 Crit Fail.
Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 6 = 23

Torgan is able to get in quite a few blows as a large stone falls away off of the giant's knee causing it to buckle.

With the half-orc falling so easily the giants turn their attention to Torgan as he seems to be carving a sculpture in the red stone giant. Though they seem to exhausted to pull their full weight into their attacks.

The orc cursed us! Lets bring em back to Uratash and he will promote us.

Red Greatclub vs Torgan AC 27: 1d20 + 13 - 3 ⇒ (5) + 13 - 3 = 15
Red Greatclub vs Torgan AC 27: 1d20 + 11 - 3 ⇒ (19) + 11 - 3 = 27
Damage: 2d8 + 12 ⇒ (4, 5) + 12 = 21

Green Rock vs Torgan AC 27: 1d20 + 11 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (8) + 11 + 1 - 3 = 17
Green Rock vs Torgan AC 27: 1d20 + 11 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 1 - 3 = 11

One of the clubs lands a glancing blow across Torgan's shoulder as boulders fly over his head into the chasm below.

Round 3
Torgan (50/71)
Wren
Rogzul (-3/62; unconscious; bleeding)
Kraygan
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Stone Giants (Red-89; exhausted)(Green; exhausted)
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Round 2
Jorgan

Round 3, Init 16

Wren looks at his bow, and the meager damage his arrows have been doing and shrugs. He casts a simple spell to compare the relative effects.

4d4 + 4 ⇒ (1, 3, 1, 3) + 4 = 12 magic missile at red

He grunts as he admires the unerring impact.

Piddlespot. My magic has outgrown my archery. Sad day or not?

He moves up 30'.

Seeing the orc fall unconscious, Jorgan casts a spell and rides past on Spirit, giving Squats a hearty slap as Spirit digs his horns into the giant.

cmw on Roz: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (7, 4) + 8 = 19

gore: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22
plus 1 bleed

Rogzul groans as he wakes, his body still mostly beaten from the boulders. Not wanting to risk getting up just yet he starts to heal himself.

Concentration vs DC 19: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
CMW: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (1, 3) + 8 = 12

He sighs in relief and hopes the feeling isn't short lived.

Undeterred by the bonk on his noggin, Torgan continues his relentless assault as Bushes regains consciousness. "Ai! Good call, brother! The orc'll distract em again!" he bellows, hoping for an opening to put down another blood feud with a win in the dwarf column.

Aggrimosh @ Red: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 1 = 22
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 2) + 6 = 14

Brinya's Love @ Red: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 12 + 1 = 14
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Aggrimosh @ Red: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 1 = 27
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 1) + 6 = 12

Brinya's Love @ Red: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

As Torgan lashes out, Malt tries once more.

Yak Attack!: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 6 = 24

Kraygan steps up and swings Gorum's Thorn about in powerful arcs.

Gorum's Thorn - PA + GH: 1d20 + 13 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 13 - 3 + 1 = 20
Damage: 3d6 + 14 ⇒ (5, 4, 1) + 14 = 24
Iterative: 1d20 + 8 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 8 - 3 + 1 = 23
Damage: 3d6 + 14 ⇒ (2, 4, 4) + 14 = 24
Crit Confirmation: 1d20 + 8 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 3 + 1 = 24
Crit Damage: 3d6 + 14 ⇒ (3, 3, 1) + 14 = 21

Haggis charges in after, lowering horns to gore.

Haggis - PA: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 13 - 2 = 30
Damage: 2d6 + 15 ⇒ (1, 2) + 15 = 18

Kraygan goes late in the round, so if red is dead, apply one greatsword attack and Haggis' gore to the other giant with a +2 charge bonus.

Jorgan moves spirit pastthe fallen orc. Holding onto his saddle Jorgan leans down and smacks his hand across Rogzul. With the good game slap Rogzul regains consciousness and heals more of his wounds.

Torgan continues to strip stone from the red stone giant. The giants jaw goes slack as it falls to the ground.

Seeing the red giant down, Wren alters his missiles to the green stone giant. Four force orbs fire from the copse of trees at a high rate of speed and slam into the stones.

The giant has no defenses up as Kraygan and Haggis move in around it. Gorum's thorn and Haggis both get a good strike in on the giant. Grasping it's club from his side. Quick Draw Raising it in the air he brings it crashing down on Kraygan. I will crush you like the foolish orc!

Greatclub vs Kraygan AC 23: 1d20 + 16 - 3 ⇒ (14) + 16 - 3 = 27
Damage: 2d8 + 12 ⇒ (3, 2) + 12 = 17

Greatclub vs Kraygan AC 23: 1d20 + 11 - 3 ⇒ (2) + 11 - 3 = 10

Round 4
Torgan (50/71)
Wren
Rogzul (28/62)
Kraygan (64/81)
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Stone Giants (Green -54; exhausted)
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Round 3
Jorgan

Round 4, Init 16

Wren thinks again of trying to get a clean shot off with his bow, but the mass of dwarf, yak, beard, orc, and blood makes it difficult.

Instead, he will will himself to the top of the ridge, which happens. He blips from his position on one side of the bridge to the other. And he is awed.

Suck it, dwarves. I am no longer tethered to time and place.

Jorgan is too focused on the task at hand to even notice Wren's enhanced magical abilities. He raises his silvered hand with giant spear, aiming past Spirit's bucking horns.

Heartspit: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 2 = 22
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) + 11 + 2 + (2, 5) = 22

Heartspit: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (4, 5) + 11 + 2 + (2, 2) = 26

gore: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
damage: 1d8 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23
Plus 1 bleed

Though the club rings his bell, and Rogzul's magic fades, short-again Kraygan doesn't relent, swinging Gorum's Thorn around again and again. "Take this ye giant dirt clod!"

Gorum's Thorn - PA + GH: 1d20 + 13 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 13 - 3 + 1 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (5, 5) + 13 = 23
Iterative: 1d20 + 8 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 3 + 1 = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (5, 2) + 13 = 20
Two possible crits! GM: I'm not sure if Kraygan qualifies for the secondary ability - Trip attempt on a Crit, activated by a worshipper of Gorum?
Crit confirmation (Primary): 1d20 + 13 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 13 - 3 + 1 = 25
Crit Damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (6, 5) + 13 = 24
Crit confirmation (Iterative): 1d20 + 8 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 3 + 1 = 22
Crit Damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (3, 1) + 13 = 17

Haggis continues ramming his horns into the giant's leg.

Haggis - PA: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 13 - 2 = 19
Damage: 2d6 + 15 ⇒ (3, 1) + 15 = 19

Torgan and Malt close the gap, drawing a potential attack from the giant as they try to bring it down before it can attack Kraygan again.
"The Shorn Whiskers prevail!" he shouts.

Agrimmosh @ Green: 1d20 + 13 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 13 + 1 + 2 = 33
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4) + 6 = 15

Snack Pack Yak Attack! @ Green: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 2 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 6 = 24

Rog stands with his spear and walks behind Kraygan to get in range of the green giant.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 231d8 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

The giant topples in a flurry of blows as the group turns it into a pile of useless rubble while the yaks continue to grind the stones into the dirt. Kraygan pulls the stone giant to the ground. His greatsword taking the giants leg clean off as it doesn't stand a chance.

As the dust settles the traditional looting begins.

One of the giants seems to be wearing what appears to be a cloak wrapped around it's waist, like some sort of loincloth.

Just beyond the bridge the ground begins to grow soft and muddy. Initially dotted with small pools of mucky water, it transforms into a murky, fetid bog after only a few yards. Only a few patches of solid earth poke up from the ominous, glassy black water, held together by knotted clumps of sedge grass and wild rye.

Tiny biting insects are everywhere, skittering across the surface of the water. The bog echoes a chorus of crickets, frogs and other swamp creatures in the still night air.

Near the bridge is a small broken timber raft strung together with sinew and reed that holds a small rotten crate. Inside seems to hold few of the giant's belongings.

• Humanoid bones
  
• Bones and feathers of several large swamp birds
  
• Jar of restorative ointment
  
• Three pieces of jade (100 gp ea)
  
• +2 Leather armor (Large)
  
• Mwk warhammer
  
• Amulet of Natural armor +2
  
• A pair of gauntlets that almost look to big for a medium sized individual but still seem to fit somehow.
  
  DC 23 Spellcraft:

  These are Giant Fist Gauntlets
  
  
• A pair of glasses that look like golden teeth holding in a pair of green tinted lenses.
  
  DC 26 Spellcraft:

  These are Eyes of Eyebite

1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 16 + 2 = 38 Spellcraft - loincloth
1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 16 + 2 = 22 Spellcraft - gauntlets
1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 16 + 2 = 20 Spellcraft - glasses

Wren explains about the loincloth, surprised that it generated any magical auras at all. He shakes his head at the gauntlets and glasses, murmuring about trying again in the morning when he was more rested.

He cleans off the robe with Prestidigitation before offering it around.

"I would not want to wear this on my face considering where it has been, but the item itself is quite useful," Wren notes.

Wren looks to the sun, judging the time. What time of day is it?

"Gotta say, these stoners had me a wee bit worried after beatin Rog like they did." Kraygan chuckles as they go through the loot. Picking up the amulet, he steps over to the half-orc and gives him a solid thump on the shoulder. "Boy can you take a hit! I think ye earned this, right cousins? Next time, don't follow Torgan. I'm pretty sure he lost his sense along with 'is beard. Chargin two giants alone! That's my job! HAR!"

After that Kraygan bothers Jorgan for some healing.

I think it's nighttime. We should probably rest soon?

Evening. The sun has just set.

Wren looks around.

"Let's go a bit further and make camp. I don't want to be too close to these gi'nts when they start to rot. They already smell bad now. It will be even more dangerous if someone comes to check on them," Wren says. "Maybe one of you can cover our tracks for a bit while we find a place to sleep the night."

Wren is ready to move on, to sleep.

"Right. Little darkness never stopped dwarves before." Kraygan takes to covering their tracks, or rather, he kicks the stone giant remains into the gorge.

Recovering his lance and mounting up, he points Southwest. "That way."

Going to take some charges from a healing wand. I suggest everyone else do the same.

Cure Light Wounds: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (8, 7) + 2 = 17 2 charges = back to full hp

"Oh! Hey there, Wren." Jorgan says as he spots the elf behind the fallen giant, oblivious as to how Wren got there.

"If we find some higher ground the wind might keep away the bugs at least. Better than sleeping in a wet hole in the mud I guess."

Loot added to Lootsheet

Walking a few more miles to find a place to rest the valley draws to a close, the swamp grasses begin to thicken and the waters begin to take on a ruddy tinge as the sediments shift from the black silty earth of the lowlands to the iron-rich clay of the mountain soil. Just beyond the bog, near the far end of the canyon, rises an ancient brick structure. A shallow stone channel extends from an arch in the buildings cracked and weathered facade, from which flows a sluggish stream of ruddy mud. A broad stone patio surrounds the channel, with doors on either side leading into the building.

Torgan calms down from his rage, tenderly touching his sore head. "Aye, me noggin will have a large bump tomorrow."

Torgan eyes the amulet as Kraygan cheerfully presents it to the orc. "I guess it can't hurt to make Bushes tougher..."

"Where'd the elf go?" he asks as he looks around, not bothering to look around much farther than his immediate vicinity.

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At the building, Torgan dismounts from Malt and examines the patio. "Aye, perhaps we should clear this 'fore sleeping." he says.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Jorgan nods in agreement. "It'd make a better camp than the bog, that's for sure. What're they pumping out so much mud for though? I say we go find out."

Jorgan also dismounts and follows his brother closer to the structure, with Spirit following a few steps behind.