The force missiles slam into the ogre, causing him to shout in pain. He comes up from his crouch, holding his hook in his massive hands.
the giant ogre roars in rage.
With unnatural speed, the ogre moves to the doors, shouldering them shut with a crash. The heavy oaken beams of the doors creak with his weight against them.
he rumbles as he slashes with his hook. The wicked weapon carves into the rogue's chest, spraying blood across the wall behind.
His eyes going wide at the idea of Kellen being locked in there by himself, the dwarf's blood begins to churn and his eyes become bloodshot as his anger rises rapidly. "OH NO YA DON'T YA OVERGROWN, NO GOOD FOR NOTHIN', WORTHLESS...," he then literally screams at the door to end that sentence. "OPEN THE DOORS SO I CAN KILL YA PROPER!!!" Thordak shoves on the doors in an attempt to force them back open.
"Tomaru, get us in there!"
he rumbles as he slashes with his hook. The wicked weapon carves into the rogue's chest, spraying blood across the wall behind.
Confronted by the ogre and with nowhere to run, Kellen's face takes on grim resolution. Memories of being cornered and beat up by gangs in alleyway or two come to his mind as he wonders if this is it for him. Let's dance then, you ugly son of a mule-whore!"
Rhianni steps forward and speaks words of power. The blood rushes in your veins, and you twitch with adrenaline.
Kellen's blades cut the ogre chief, scratching his thick hide, barely drawing blood.
The ogre guffaws as he leers at the rogue.
Tomaru dives into the room, braving the ire of the over large ogre. He keeps moving until he is opposite Thordak and strikes out to get the monster's attention.
Morningstar +1: haste, fight defensively, flank
There's a giant ogre blocking the closed door. We need dimension door or Kellen's dead.
"Don't worry, Praxim. The Lady will provide a way." Tomaru touches Praxim and Thordak and with a quick prayer to Desna, they are in the room with Kellen and the Ogre.
"Do you actually believe you can block my way with your bulk, you bloated cretin?!" Lym roars. "Ignem iubeo!"
The Wizard flicks her hand at the barred door, and two rays of sizzling energy fly forth!
Pappy Kreeg growls with anger as new opponents appear in the room next to him. He shifts his weight from the doors - the heavy timbers actually spring back as the weight is removed - and takes a swipe at Tomaru. His ogre hook, covered in Kellen's blood, flashes in a wide arc catching Tomaru up under one arm. The blade cuts him nearly to his spine, splashing the heroes with blood and gore. The limp form of the cleric is thrown into the corner in a bloody heap. Unmoving.
Pappy roars, whirling his hook over his head in triumph.
Lym's spells slam into the doors, but the heavy oaken structure only shivers with the blasts.
Seeing Tomaru go lifeless, Thordak's fury is now quite obvious as his face turns blood red and he explodes on the ogre, swinging with all his might again and again.
As he buries his blade deep within the ogre, he yells victoriously, spittle flying everywhere.
"Not again!" Praxim growls with almost as much fury as Thordak. He takes a 5-foot step back and unleashes death.
(PBS, BGH, haste, smite evil, giant bane)
(base, PBS, BGH, weapon of awe, smite evil, giant bane)
(PBS, BGH, haste, smite evil, giant bane)
(PBS, BGH, haste, smite evil, giant bane)
and he's shaken for one round, no save
(PBS, BGH, haste, smite evil, giant bane)
(base, PBS, BGH, weapon of awe, smite evil, giant bane)
(PBS, BGH, haste, smite evil, giant bane)
(base, PBS, BGH, weapon of awe, smite evil, giant bane)
Seeing the ogre fall, Kellen moves to the cleric's aid and immediately feeds him a potion. "Drink up, priest. This should take some of the sting out of it."
If needed, he'll also bind up his wounds.
Realizing that Kreeg is still blocking the doors that keep Lym and Rhianni from access, Kellen gambles on a different approach. Dashing over the pews and moving deeper into the chapel (and away from the doors), Kellen yells back the ogre:
"You like killin' human so much, then come get me, you mule-whore! I'm sure they find you pretty enough to kiss."
Realizing that Kreeg is still blocking the doors that keep Lym and Rhianni from access, Kellen gambles on a different approach. Dashing over the pews and moving deeper into the chapel (and away from the doors), Kellen yells back the ogre:
"You like killin' human so much, then come get me, you mule-whore! I'm sure they find you pretty enough to kiss."
Thordak's fury matches - no overcomes - that of Pappy's barbaric rage, axe hewing the ogre chieftain again and and again. Staggered by the blows, Pappy Kreeg stumbles backward, unable to defend himself from Praxim's onslaught. The leader of the Kreeg clan in the Hook Mountains dies as he lived...violently.
Tomaru coughs and sputters as the lifesaving fluid goes down his throat. He's hurt - badly - but he'll live.
The doors down the hall burst open as the ropes holding them snap like they were nothing. Out of the room steps an ogre with the lower half of his face removed and replaced by a crude iron mask. He barrels down the hall, gurgling profanities, and crashes into Lym and Rhianni, shoving them back.
Behind him steps another ogre, this one female. Her head is partially caved in on the right hand side, and her hands glow with power...
A lightning bolt crashes down the hall, right between Lym and Rhi, the energy from the spell washing over the big ogre in the hall.
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Tomaru channels energy then stands up.
"Use the necromantic wand!" Lym snaps at Rhianni. "Get the spellcaster!"
Without waiting for a response, the Wizard assumes a defensive stance and repeats the chant she used against the door before: "Ignem iubeo!"
Two rays of fiery energy slam into the metal-jawed Ogre.
Hookmaw screams in rage and pain as Lym's fire scorches him. The stench of fried ogre makes her gag, but the nausea is short-lived as his hook flashes twice, cutting deeply into her shoulder and hip. Orcish blood sprays the ceiling as he pulls his hook free.
Dorella speaks crude words of power, focused on the bard. Rhianni's eyes glaze over, and the world goes dark and silent. She staggers backwards, hands covering her face.
Arrows fly through the doorway at the metal-jawed monstrosity.
Seeing the mighty ogre practically explode into bits between the havoc wrought from himself and the machine gunning elf, Thordak turns to the newest threat. Thordak yells, one thinking he might be insane as he takes a step forward and swings mightily again and again at the metal mouth giant.
Kellen makes his way towards the door. If the metal-jawed ogre still stands, he will take a shot at him:
If the ogre is dead, he charges over to Lym and provides her with a healing potion instead.
Reverse the order, effect the same. Praxim's barrage hammers Hookmaw, who slumps down, where Thordak's axe finishes him. Kellen rushes to pour a potion down Lym"s throat - seems to be his lot today.
Tomaru moves up to the doorway and
"On yer feet, Mage! If you got a spell, suggest you use it on her or let's get you clear of here!"
"I have spells," Lym mutters weakly. "Spells... Ignem iubeo!"
Two rays of searing energy fly towards the Ogre spellcaster, but Lym is already staggering into the other room without checking whether they've hit.
Lym's fiery bolts slam into the ogress, dispelling two mirror-like images with audible 'pops!'.
Dorella cackles with amusement as she returns the favor on Lym. She grumbles something unintelligible and holds her hand out towards the wizard. Lym feels a sensation of utter confusion wash over her, then its gone. Then Dorella ducks into the room, out of the hallway.
Praxim moves quickly, the haste spell giving him a bit of extra celerity. He moves into the hallway, down the hallway, then steps around the southeast corner of the chapel room to get a good view of the ogre caster.
Just misses, but is close enough to dispel an image.
Seeing that Lym is alright for now and the others are gathering up, Kellen turns to check on Rhianni. "Rhi, are you alright lass?"
Thordak moves outside the room, "COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!" he yells, moving south and seeing the large ogress. "HA! There ya are!" he says with a maniacal smile. And then it instantly fades, "Time ta die," he states as a matter of fact, swinging at the ugly beast.
Thordak's axe cleaves nothing but air as he smashes another image. Suddenly, Dorella's prime defense is down.
The bard, curled up in a crouch in the corner, continues to hold her head in her arms and hands. She doesn't answer Kellen's question. When he reaches out to touch her shoulder, she screams in terror. Looking up at him, her eyes are a milky white!
Seeing that Lym is alright for now and the others are gathering up, Kellen turns to check on Rhianni. "Rhi, are you alright lass?"
"Rhianni, it's Lym," Lym says, urgency in her voice. "I will do my best to undo this spell, but I can't do it right now. Please let me have the wands so I can fight. When we're all back in town, I will do everything that I can for you. Everything."
She does not respond, but continues to scream in terror, curling into a tighter ball and trying desperately to pull away from Kellen.
"No! No! Not me! Lym! Praxim! Where are you? Don't let them get me!"
Cast Spiritual Weapon.
Spiritual Weapon: haste
"Rhianni, Rhianni..." Lym says, as she - carefully - enfolds the Bard in a hug. "Easy, easy," she says, stroking the performer's hair.
Tomaru's spirit-sword hacks away at Dorella, cutting her leg.
Rhianni struggles against Lym, her fists beating against the wizard's chest, until she collapses sobbing in her arms. "I thought they would get me...the ogres...Lym? Is that you? I can't see, I can't hear! Lym?"
Meanwhile down the hall, Dorella staggers back, casting another spell. Thordak feels an overwhelming sense of confusion enter his mind, but just as quickly his rage puts it down.
Lym just holds on to Rhianni - but keeps an eye open. If Dorella comes into sight, she will suffer a Wizard's wrath...
Given that Lym has calmed the bard as much as possible, Kellen gives the mage a reassuring squeeze on her shoulder and then turns to help Praxim and Thordak. "Keep her safe, eh?"
A look of focused anger is on his face as he charges after the ogress. If he can move close enough to attack, he'll take a swing at Dorella.
Realizing he did nothing to the ogress last time, Thordak attacks her with even more fury.
As he manages to connect with something more tangible this time, "I TOLD YA IT WAS TIME! TA! DIE!" he yells as he swings again and again.
Praxim smiles as Thordak's axe creates vicious wounds on the ogress. Taking a smooth draw of the bowstring, he calmly releases his own rage along with several arrows that embed themselves into the deepest of the axe wounds.
Kellen scores a solid hit, but Thordak's two blows put an end to Dorella. Her mangled corpse crashes backwards, upending the table with a crash. The roar of combat falls to silence.
They aren't going any further until they tend to Rhianni. If it weren't for the likelihood that the snake b%+&$ was in really bad shape for her to stay away all this time, Praxim would suggest pulling back, now that they've taken out these three ogre heroes.
Even still, he would bring up the idea as a possibility.
As the ogress crumples to the ground in a giant heap, Thordak's fury subsides. Taking a moment to catch his breath, "Now see? That wasn't so bad now was it you overgrown worthless pile of carrion dung." Turning to the others, he looks over at Rhianni with concern. "What's the matter with the lass? I heard her screaming. Is she alright?"
"She will be as soon as we can get her back to town. The ogress rendered her deaf and blind. Go search the corpses, see if any of them have restorative scrolls or something," Lym says while gently coaxing Rhianni back to her feet. As an afterthought, she pockets the Graul wands, provided Rhianni will let her do so.
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